Posted on: 2015-05-01 by Guest

I'll call back later

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

What's the current interest rate for personal loans?



Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

We're at university together

Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

Sorry, I ran out of credit



Posted on: 2015-05-29 by Guest

Hold the line, please

Posted on: 2016-01-10 by Guest

So i don't really know what category this goes in it didn't really scare me as bad as nightmares but it didn't make me thrilled either to be having the dream... but i am a level 6 gymnast... and i was at a meet and i was doing vault and i was doing vault and i had landed on the edge of the resin mat whipping my head back and i also had broke my foot... and all i could remember was just sitting there crying and i was just so out of it...all i could remember was Challgren, Dubbelde, and Danny running towards and Danny having to move me up the mat because my head was just hanging off the side of the mat.... and i was just so scared and i couldn't breathe and it seemed like i was trying to make noise but i couldn't and all i could do was cry..

Posted on: 2015-04-28 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-05-25 by Guest

Yes, I love it!

Posted on: 2015-04-28 by Guest

Gloomy tales

Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-08-06 by Guest

Well, this isn't really a dream, but since this website is sort of like an avenue for it, just a few minutes ago, i woke up with much difficulty. It all started with the realization and awareness that i was dreaming. I wanted to wake up, and it's almost a bit like i'm being pulled towards my bed. I can't raise my torso, or move parts of my body, or speak. I am wondering, however if this is sleep paralysis, or it's just something else. By the way, there isn't a sort of 'demon' in my dream, so i think it rules out the sleep paralysis theory.

Posted on: 2015-04-26 by Guest

How much will it cost to send this letter to ?

Posted on: 2015-05-24 by Guest

I never went to university

Posted on: 2013-07-10 by Guest

How much will it cost to send this letter to ?

Posted on: 2015-05-01 by Guest

How many are there in a book?

Posted on: 2015-12-28 by Guest

so I have three dreams I would like to talk about i'll start with the first one. The Window Dream im staring out a window one of those bathroom windows were you cant see in and a woman behind it I remember it being hot The Purple Forest In this dream there are Giant trees with purple leaves the grass is purple as well as a purple fog. On one of the tree's there is a lady with a white torn gown and black hair I remember the feeling of a cool breeze and the smell of dew and grass under my feet. The Party Dream in this one im at some sort of party with who I assume is the woman from the other two dreams with the white torn gown and black hair. She starts crying and who I assume is the parents walk to her and take her to another room I go and check on her and look through a crack in the door to see her open her mouth and plants come out. I remember feeling...off Those were my three dreams they all feel extremely important in some way. they are all so vivid and they I always feel like I know what is going on deep down during these dreams...something is wrong and I don't know what.

Posted on: 2015-04-30 by Guest

Have you seen any good films recently?

Posted on: 2015-06-09 by Guest

Who do you work for?

Posted on: 2015-04-28 by Guest

i'm fine good work

Posted on: 2015-04-26 by Guest

Do you like it here?

Posted on: 2013-10-20 by ScoochShot

Last night - I'm pretty sure I only had this dream because I've been watching Full House lately and have been waiting to watch my dvd movie of the 80s Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles movie, but anyway - In the dream, I was driving down a street and the baby, Michelle, from full house was in the car. I had pulled over because there was something stuck on the front tire and I had to kick it off, but as I was checking the tire, I accidentally left the car door open, and baby Michelle got out of the car and toddled off into a nearby house. I freaked and ran in after her. I looked all over the house, but couldn't find her, so I tried to find a phone to call the police, but as I entered this one room, something rushed by just out of my peripherals, and knocked out the lights. I panicked and looked around, grabbing a broom handle nearby for protection. Suddenly, three of the ninja turtles appeared in a doorway, and one at a time, went to attack me with weapons drawn. First Michelangelo attacked, swinging his nunchucks, and I knocked him aside with one broom strike. Donatello was a little tougher. I blocked his bo strikes and reversed one strike back on him, knocking him to my other side. Then Raphael rushed in to attack. I managed to knock him away as well, but one of his sais sliced my left leg, and I fell injured backward on the other two. I couldn't get up, it hurt and I was bleeding pretty bad. But then Leonardo walked in and, apparently knowing I wasn't an enemy where the others didn't at the time, he helped me up, put my arm around his shoulders, and helped me hobble over to the couch to lay down- at which point I passed out from my injury... and I think that's about it. - IMD

Posted on: 2012-09-10 by Guest

As we walked into the stadium, we were both intimidated. Indeed, there were two of us, my sister and me. We were told that there was a partition organisation taking place within O2 area, however little did we know, there was a blood sucking flesh eating cannibal preparing us for what was to become the biggest battle of our lives. Everyone was bewildered. No one knew what was going on. People were looking around looking for nods of approval at one another, trying to receive reassurance, and closure, that a nightmare wasn’t about to descend. However, suddenly a big fiery whole of gas and hot molten rock dropped, into the majestic silent stadium. Everyone ran. Time was not of the essence. We both ran. Sweat pouring from areas unimaginable, hot flushes like a middle aged woman experiencing menopause. We were safe. Well, for then anyway. We found ourselves in the entrance of the stadium, no one else was around. I reluctantly sat down, and caught my breath for a few minutes. This boded to be a bad idea. Both Eve and I were carrying around big black heavy raincoats, so as we walked away from our spot, we left them behind, it proved to be too much of a hassle, we did not know what could happen next. We had nothing to our names; we ditched our bags and valuables in the stadium, which probably got ruined any way in the midst of the carnage. I could smell burning bodies, the stench of innocent people’s skin roasting; it floated in through my nostrils, through to my thought. I coughed violently. I was spluttering black mucus and phlegm everywhere. We stopped, hugged and embraced for ten seconds. One second too long. The blood sucking flesh eating cannibal was running down the corridor, ready for his next victims, and unfortunately we were perfect for the job. He was holding a ten inch kitchen knife with him. I froze. Eve was shouting. He was getting closer and closer, I just couldn’t move, I was in shock. How could one man be so sick and twisted? Thankfully Eve broke my statue, and slapped me around the head brutally. Then, I looked down, and for some reason my arm was pouring with blood. It was dripping, dripping, dripping, everywhere. Eve said that he’d diced my arm, and started eating my skin as if it were a piece of chewing gum. For some reason I couldn’t remember anything, not even the pain. However, a surge of unforgivable agony surged over my body, like nothing before. I felt weak. My vision went blurred, and by this stage I didn’t want to live any longer. However, I didn’t give up. I was not going to let, a torturous serial killer win one over on me. It was not going to happen. Luckily the blood sucking flesh eating cannibal was after other people that was hiding down the corridor, and that apparently we got away quite lightly. We perched behind a tree, camouflaging ourselves from the mayhem for a few hours, discussing what was happening. We couldn’t leave yet, it was too dangerous! Our next task as it were, was to find a mini mobile car which was located just before the car park. It was only a two minute walk, and fortunately there were cars left over. Eve and I and one other random person stepped into the mobile car. We rested for a few minutes. Abruptly, out of nowhere the serial killer emerged from the distance; this triggered my memory for sure. I didn’t know why Eve was so wary of everyone, and then I realised, that this man had set us up and ten other thousand people. The random person, who named himself Cameron, started the ignition. Cameron was the most hostile of us all and refused to let us drive. So we let him, besides Eve was in no shape to drive, and I certainly wasn’t in any shape either. Cameron’s aim was to drive us to safety. He headed for the main road which ran outside the O2 stadium. However, a few obstacles stopped us. From the corner of my eye, I could see a colossal of a boulder, which was no normal boulder. There was what looked like mini swords attached to this gigantic boulder, ready to maul any specimen before it. It was getting nearer and nearer, and Cameron was driving as fast as he could. This was not fast at all. The boulder was ten meters away from us, and we escaped it. At least we thought we did. I looked over my shoulder to see if everything was OK with Eve, and there she was, just a body, no head. Her head amputated, and sat on Eves lap. I screamed. Cried, shouted for help. No answer. I felt like a lost soul, like a part of me had died. And then I woke up. With tears on my face.

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

I want to make a withdrawal

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

I really like swimming

Posted on: 2015-04-30 by Guest

Hold the line, please