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I had a dream last night about walking alone at night, seeing a sign that welcomed me and glowing pink flowers on the ground. I then saw a dirt pathway to an old building that was torn down. I followed the path to it and I found a girl with blond hair. I asked why she was there and she said her mom and dad died.. She did run away from me but caught up to her, feeling maybe afraid of me or not wanting to have someone adopting her and loosing someone again. I did adopt her and after that I went one day into an outside petstore. I then adopted a calico cat there, having a sign on its cage that it was free. I adopted it too and then the dream ended there. They say that adopting a cat can mean that you are "embracing a newfound independence." I'm still wondering if I just want to care for someone and yet feeling lonely.. All my parents do is care for me too much when maybe I want to do the same.

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Last night i had a strange dream, while i was going down the street with my service dog, we got attact by two other dogs and in the fight i wanted to protect my dog so i got her by the let and next thing i know, her leg was left in my hands, yep it pulled right off, then like a flash the other dogs were gone and i put Duct tape to keep her legs at the right place while trying to roll my wheelchair as fast as i could with my dog on my lap and all of a sudden i was running, yep i had the use of my legs and my dog was in my arms and we got to the vet and the vet said, are you nuts to use duct tape, give me that dog, i'm going to do it right with crazy glue, so he fixed her and on my way out i fell, that's when i noticed that i needed a wheelchair and that my dog was a service dog, i sent my dog to get my chair and when she got back i hoped on my chair and continue the day like nothing had happen, but i was always looking behind me but didn't know why. Now that i'm awake i think i was looking for those dogs IMD

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Last night, I had a dream that I met Rachel from the show Friends. Not Jennifer Aniston, but Rachel. We met while I was just walking around but really hit it off. She brought me back to the coffee place from the show, Central Perk, but none of the other Friends were there. We hung out there for a while and she told me about the show and the other Friends IMD.

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Last night I dreamt I went to a bar. It had 3 floors and a hotel at the top. I got to the hotel, only to find that every door I opened would lead into some type of nightmare. There was a killer going around this hotel so I was constantly in fear that if i turned a corner or entered a room, hed be there. I remember seeing other people frantically running around, opening doors, going every which way to try and escape and get back outside-its like all doors lead to an uncomfortable setting and only one of them would lead you back to reality IMD .

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Posted on: 2012-05-26 by AMC

Ok, well Last night I had an odd dream I guess. It stuck out and I woke up and wrote it down as much as I could remember.I was at an airport, I think with my school, but everyone had left to get something to eat, we where depating somewhere, it was as if I was on holidays or a school trip and we where returning. I didnt recognise the airport though. Nobody came back, but this guy remained and a girl who is a neighbor was there too ( she doesnt go to my school and is 5 years younger then me). I found her being there a little odd, as Ive known her for a long time, but I wouldnt link her with school or anything. I went over to the guy who In real life I have had this huge crush on , and I love to bits. We started talking and I kinda cuddled him up,he didnt mind at all, and we looked at his laptop, but cant remember what was on it. Then he mentioned chess, and he wanted to give his mom a chess board, but she was in australia on business. He asked me to ring his mom, I felt a little hesitant, but I rang her for him, she said she was in melbourne on a business trip and couldnt talk because she was going into a meeting, I said Im ringing about a chess board your son wants to give you, she said, please send me the chess board, she mentioned a paticular type,,but I cant remember. Then that was the end of the dream.In real life, Im an 18 year old guy, and Ive been crushing on this guy for 3 years, and we've just graduated,Ive been afraid to tell him for certain circumstances. Ive been thinking of him a lot, if you want to read on that please click the link below, maybe it will give you how Ive been feeling and be relevent, Im not sure. so I know the dream means a lot to me, but I havent a clue what that means, but a friend told me to try and get the dream interpreted, it could mean something or be a sign, so here I am..What does this dream mean.

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