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Posted on: 2012-07-06 by Guest

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Posted on: 2012-07-16 by Guest

An old building. A book, large, bound in black leather, stiffened with age, heavy and thick. Realization. He must not have the book. He is evil. He is wickedness. For humanity, for our world, he must not have the book. And yet it is his, part of him. Family does not take me seriously. I scream, WE MUST FLEE! Get in my car, convince father to come. We Drive, and drive, anywhere. Men in dirty black furs and leather, black haired, angry, and bearing cruel, ancient steel weapons, axes, swords, no shields. They emerge from the side of the highway. I swerve to avoid them when I can, but they strike the car, hurling their bodies at it, completely unconcerned with thgeir own lives or the danger. A solid axe strike to the winshield shatters it. I am in the place I found the book. There, attached to the wall, bound by strands of acid spiderweb thick as cord, is a woman. She is naked, and her face is beauty and pain and sadness. Her body, what can be seen through the webbing, is criss-crossed with angry red welts, as though the webs burn as they imprison. I reach out, to tear the webbing away, to free her. she sadly shakes her head, and I know it is futile. He is coming. We must flee. WE MUST FLEE! Yet she is suffering, and I know her, she is I, if he captures me. I ask my father for the small, tiny knife I know he carries. I bring out the blade, and look her in the eye. She knows what I offer is a different kind of freedom. She gives a tiny nod, but it is the fear and gratitude in her eyes that tell me she is ready. Tearing at my soul, I grasp her hair. Roughly, I yank up. Without hesitation I draw the blade across her throat, as hard and sure as I can. It is a small blade, but sharp and my hand is steady. It has taken too long. He is there, and backing away I try to strike him with the knife. But it is a cross. A rosary from the Vatican. A gift from Craig. I strike him with a rosary, which burns and flings him away, his arm hurt, cut but not deeply. My sister will not believe me. Even my Father, who has seen strange men in black furs emerge and hurl themselves against the racing car, is confused. Craig is over. He believes. We flee in the car, but my father has forgotten the Book! It is at the house. We return to get it. My father has a car with no frame, like a jeep. Something incredibly fuel efficient. We will take that. I insist on driving, he accepts readily. But it is difficult to start, and my family's lack of belief, lack of fear has already delayed me. My father takes a moment to gloat, to explain the trick to starting the car. It is too much. There, in the passenger seat, is him. I know that Cruel, beardless chin. Those piercing brown eyes, so brown they are almost black in black. His hands are large, and his expression one of infinite evil. I gaze into his eyes, full of terror and resignation. Death would be better than capture, and briefly I wonder if I can find a way to die. I cannot. "So, this is the one who flees?" I nod, and offer him my wrists together, to bind or to cut. I am defeated. "Ha! He is no more than a gamer. He fled because he could do not other. And a good little rabbit, too. Led me on quite the chase. Do you know what will happen to you, little rabbit?" I know. I will suffer endlessly. I will have horrors without ending. If I cam lucky, he will eventually destroy me. "No, no luck. I will use you in dark rituals that will bind your soul to demons and you will be in endless hell. But first, you will serve me. Your fear is delicious, and you understand your place completely." We are in his place. It is cold stone and the smell of blood is there. I do whatever I can for my master. I fear the inevitable day of my endless torment, but... I am good at service. I am eager for his commands, and run to complete them. He has an apprentice, another servant, younger than I. But that boy does not understand quickly, and makes me seem more competent in contrast. He has two beautiful women servants. One hair blond as the sun, the other black as the night sky. The Blond is foolish and morally bankrupt, she serves not out of fear but a lust for power. The dark haired one is my ally. She tells me how he thinks, what he is like. She shares secret information. He is impressed with me. I have begun to help in the dark rituals. I have no hesitation, knowing that any day I may begin to suffer eternally, I commit blasphemy's with no doubt or guilt. I am also a natural... christopherleecruz@gmail.com for more

Posted on: 2012-07-16 by Guest

An old building. A book, large, bound in black leather, stiffened with age, heavy and thick. Realization. He must not have the book. He is evil. He is wickedness. For humanity, for our world, he must not have the book. And yet it is his, part of him. Family does not take me seriously. I scream, WE MUST FLEE! Get in my car, convince father to come. We Drive, and drive, anywhere. Men in dirty black furs and leather, black haired, angry, and bearing cruel, ancient steel weapons, axes, swords, no shields. They emerge from the side of the highway. I swerve to avoid them when I can, but they strike the car, hurling their bodies at it, completely unconcerned with thgeir own lives or the danger. A solid axe strike to the winshield shatters it. I am in the place I found the book. There, attached to the wall, bound by strands of acid spiderweb thick as cord, is a woman. She is naked, and her face is beauty and pain and sadness. Her body, what can be seen through the webbing, is criss-crossed with angry red welts, as though the webs burn as they imprison. I reach out, to tear the webbing away, to free her. she sadly shakes her head, and I know it is futile. He is coming. We must flee. WE MUST FLEE! Yet she is suffering, and I know her, she is I, if he captures me. I ask my father for the small, tiny knife I know he carries. I bring out the blade, and look her in the eye. She knows what I offer is a different kind of freedom. She gives a tiny nod, but it is the fear and gratitude in her eyes that tell me she is ready. Tearing at my soul, I grasp her hair. Roughly, I yank up. Without hesitation I draw the blade across her throat, as hard and sure as I can. It is a small blade, but sharp and my hand is steady. It has taken too long. He is there, and backing away I try to strike him with the knife. But it is a cross. A rosary from the Vatican. A gift from Craig. I strike him with a rosary, which burns and flings him away, his arm hurt, cut but not deeply. My sister will not believe me. Even my Father, who has seen strange men in black furs emerge and hurl themselves against the racing car, is confused. Craig is over. He believes. We flee in the car, but my father has forgotten the Book! It is at the house. We return to get it. My father has a car with no frame, like a jeep. Something incredibly fuel efficient. We will take that. I insist on driving, he accepts readily. But it is difficult to start, and my family's lack of belief, lack of fear has already delayed me. My father takes a moment to gloat, to explain the trick to starting the car. It is too much. There, in the passenger seat, is him. I know that Cruel, beardless chin. Those piercing brown eyes, so brown they are almost black in black. His hands are large, and his expression one of infinite evil. I gaze into his eyes, full of terror and resignation. Death would be better than capture, and briefly I wonder if I can find a way to die. I cannot. "So, this is the one who flees?" I nod, and offer him my wrists together, to bind or to cut. I am defeated. "Ha! He is no more than a gamer. He fled because he could do not other. And a good little rabbit, too. Led me on quite the chase. Do you know what will happen to you, little rabbit?" I know. I will suffer endlessly. I will have horrors without ending. If I cam lucky, he will eventually destroy me. "No, no luck. I will use you in dark rituals that will bind your soul to demons and you will be in endless hell. But first, you will serve me. Your fear is delicious, and you understand your place completely." We are in his place. It is cold stone and the smell of blood is there. I do whatever I can for my master. I fear the inevitable day of my endless torment, but... I am good at service. I am eager for his commands, and run to complete them. He has an apprentice, another servant, younger than I. But that boy does not understand quickly, and makes me seem more competent in contrast. He has two beautiful women servants. One hair blond as the sun, the other black as the night sky. The Blond is foolish and morally bankrupt, she serves not out of fear but a lust for power. The dark haired one is my ally. She tells me how he thinks, what he is like. She shares secret information. He is impressed with me. I have begun to help in the dark rituals. I have no hesitation, knowing that any day I may begin to suffer eternally, I commit blasphemy's with no doubt or guilt. I am also a natural... christopherleecruz@gmail.com for more



Posted on: 2012-07-17 by Guest

I keep dreaming that my grandma is haunting me and my son. she pins me up and i can't shout. i had one tonight that i was at her house and my son was in his pram and he started cry, so i went to check on him. he was falling down the stairs in his pram, then she took him into next door and stared to push me in house but i held on to the door frame. i tried shout but i couldn't. i keep having them but they are always change. PLEASE HELP

Posted on: 2012-07-17 by Guest

I keep dreaming that my grandma is haunting me and my son. she pins me up and i can't shout. i had one tonight that i was at her house and my son was in his pram and he started cry, so i went to check on him. he was falling down the stairs in his pram, then she took him into next door and stared to push me in house but i held on to the door frame. i tried shout but i couldn't. i keep having them but they are always change. PLEASE HELP



Posted on: 2012-07-19 by Mackinzie16

Last night I had a dream. It took place at a swimming pool party. I was a mermaid, as was my friend. But if we got out of the water then we would have legs. Then we found out another girl was a mermaid too! We found out by seeing her in the pool and I could see her tail. Me and my friend both jumped in the water and showed her our tails. We were so excited to find another girl like us! But then other non-mermaids started to go in the pool. For some reason, we had to put our tails aiming down and that way they couldn't see them. Or we could kind of control what they look like but we would have webbed feet. It was close enough for them not to notice. When everyone got out because it was time to do something, (I forgot what it was. Eat, maybe?)I was the last one left in the pool. I was getting out but then I noticed I somehow didn't have my top part of my swimsuit on! I had no top, so I couldn't get out of the pool. I called my friend over and told her what happened. I told her where my top was and she went to get it. She came back with it and I hurried and put it on. I was really embarrassed because some people saw! I got out and it was time to go home. So I think my dad picked me up. We were walking home and on the way we stopped at my (she was either my great grandma, or great aunt, and her name was Trudy) and she said she will die in 40 days. Of course, we didn't believe her. We felt bad for her and gave her a bird (she already had one). Then she gave us some sort of cylinder purple container. And then I woke up. What does this dream mean?

Posted on: 2012-07-20 by Guest

i had a dream in which my husband was being unfaithfull with a family member twice

Posted on: 2012-07-23 by Guest

I used to have a crush on this boy named Luke in my grade, but now i just want to be friends. I ended up having this dream where the whole grade was going to this camp as a field trip over night, and as we were on our way to our cabins still in the vans, we had water guns I was good friends with Luke but i still kind of had a crush on him. So, i decided just for fun, i would shoot him with it. He turned around and gave me a look that said, "Really". But, in a good way and then i got happy and a little out of control and accidentally broke one of the rules and shot him in the face which is described as a head shot. And he said, "Really, you lose a life". At first you get 5 lives and every time you break a rule you lose one. We looked at each other and i covered my mouth and my face trying to say i was so so sorry without talking. He turned around. He was sitting in the front and i was behind him. I turned to my friend and said it was a total accident. So i wrote him a note saying that, and askef my friend if i should really do this because it was aquard me having a crush on him and all. Then i signed it "-S", because that was my first name's initial and gave him the gun too and walked away and when he was done reading it he stopped me saying wait, come back. I went back and he forgave me and said, "Come here", as soon as i was close to his face he said, "kiss me". He pulled me in and kissed me long and hard, and it was not just a little kiss, he smooched me, and his tongue touched mine and everything. As soon as his mom figured out we were really good friends, she asked me to stay over the mext day. I told her i was going to Hershey or Dorney Park with my dad, and that i was sure it would be ok if he cam with us. Later that night at Luke's house he gave me something in return for saying sorry. It was an "I Love You" necklace. His mom came in telling us my dad was there, after i said thanks and we smooched, and since we wanted to keep our boyfrind girlfriend relationship a secret, he pushed the necklace box somewhere hidden. I asked my dad if Luke could come, he said he wouldn't mind, but then Luke said he couldn't because he would be going to the zoo with his mom. I told him it was just the zoo and that all you do is look at animals and those animals should not be there unless something happened to them that they would need to be cared for until they can regain their strength. I said pllleeeeeaaaassee, come on it will be fun and he finally said yes.

Posted on: 2012-07-24 by thesassa

I had a really realistic dream where I saw loads of huge comets and shooting stars go past the window. I went outside and could see loads of colourful planets and shapes in the sky. In the dream I was wondering and asked someone if I was hallucinating. Then suddenly the shapes in the sky went from 2D to 3D like another dimension had become visible and everything started moving, and a Anyway I'm off to bed, I'm working so much extra and it's so tiring ! planet started spinning, first it was slow then it got faster and faster and bigger until it grew a comet tail and started heading towards earth. There was a crowd of people all staring up at it and getting freaked out. It hit earth but was actually really small but made a hole in the ground and lava started coming out of it

Posted on: 2012-07-24 by Guest

last night (not really) twice i had this dream where all my teeth fell out into my mouth and i had to spit them out. Why on earth would i have a dream like that? And then a couple of times i had this dream that i left the house to go to school with a shirt on, but when i got inside i didn't have a shirt on. No bra or anything. Weird right? IMD

Posted on: 2012-07-25 by Rosefairy

Last night IMD I was preparing to go on a cruise with my friend, and decided to stop by the mall for a swimsuit. At the mall, I ran into an acquaintance that I hardly talk to, and she started blabbing to me about going on the same cruise I was going on so all three of us decided to go together, since it was only 2 hours before boarding. Then ten minutes past, they were finished and proceeded to leave without me. I was upset and threw a fit; which only made matters worse with them saying, "We'll see you on the ship", and then poofed. I hurriedly went and grabbed a few swimsuits to try on. While in the dressing room, I heard familiar voices approaching and realized it was an old friend of mine. I called out hello to her, and she replied back with a greeting as well. Two minutes passed, she crawled under the stall door and then licked her tongue as she saw me half naked. I screamed and told her to get out;she crawled back out with an insincere apology. Another few minutes passed, and I felt a sharp pain on my foot as was changing. I looked down and saw a long cut across from my toe to almost the ankle, and her holding a bloody scissor underneath the gap in the door again. This time I grabbed the scissor from her hands and chunk it few stalls away, and gather my belongings as I struggled to keep her away. I ran out the changing room as fast as I could, and headed for my cruise. Then woke up with a headache this morning.

Posted on: 2012-07-26 by Guest

I pointed a gun them to make them leave and one of them takes it fro my and shoots herself in the mouthy mother and friend where In the car

Posted on: 2012-07-26 by OneDfan

My Nana has cancer for several months now and recently my aunts mum has cancer and i've been praying for my Nana to be cured and now i've been praying for my aunts mum to be cured everynight. Recently I started praying for something personal for me and ever since i've been praying for me i've been remembering my dreams and I usually don't but i have strted now and these past couple nights and naps my dreams are so vivd and seem so real and everytime i wake up I hve to calm down and tell my self it was a dream and all these dreams have been very scary! The first on had my friend in it and we were both carrying our baby siblings. She was carrying her little brother (she doesn't have one in real life) and I was carrying my Little sister and all of a sudden the lights turned off and in my dream I had a thought of my friends brother becoming Chucky the doll In real life im scared of Him so her brother did become Chucky and bite my friend twice amd then a couple mins later bite another child, I was holding my sister and looking away. The next night I had a dream about my school and I was in a jungle and cought a truck and I landed in an area FULL of wood boxes and I was hiding from people so they wouldn't find me and i opened a box and went in and it was a big Aquariam and if felt like I was with the fish but there was glass then I got to the end of the aquariam and I iver heard these people talking and they said they were "gathering" everybody and laying them down and giving them the shot. I paid no mind then somehow I ended up in a Hopital with everybody from my school in that hospital and they were in hand cuffs in a line being put on a bed then the docters would give them a shot and the would have a short sesiure and not move and I relized they were dead so I ran quickly to fing my mum becaus eshe works at a hospital but I did't wan to get caught then i met this group who were hiding as well and we almost got caught several times but ran away then one time we really did get caught and I did't want to die so I told the docter if we made a deal we play a soccer game and the one with most points font have to die the one who loses do and I play soccer in real life and the people in my group do as well so I thought we had a good chance but we eneded up losing and he hand cuffed us and my group were wating in line and one by one they would be laid down and get the shot and as I was waiting I heard docters saying everyone will be dead and the world won't be ill and I refused to die because the death looked very painful but in real lige im not afraid of shots and also I watched a tiny clip of this guy getting a shot and having a sesiure and dying but before they laid me down I woke up this dream got me the most and I had to calm down and take deep breaths. Another dream was that I got a tatto because my mum let me and she strict aginst that stuff and im a big fan of One Direction and my Nana was a tattoo artist in my dream (not in real life) so she took some of my nailpolish qnd pourd it into the ink pen and pun some purple stuff I told her I wanted a tattoo on my wrist that said "I Want" a One Direction song and Then I asked about getting it in my tummy instead an my mum said next week and my nana did a horrible job ink every where it was Ugly! But I kinda think I chose the tattoo to be I Want because it had something to do with my prayer and One Direction and they singer who has the most in that song had something to do with my prayers but anyway I don't know why all these dreams have been so vivd and seem so real every since I started praying for my personal prayer. Does this mean something? Im very scared to go to bed now because I don't like scary things.

Posted on: 2012-07-30 by Guest

I had a dream I was with my celebrity love and he told me he like me so when we went to hang out at his Place my older brother tagged alog cock blacked the whole time..

Posted on: 2012-08-03 by theRabbit

everything in this submission is nothing but the truth. even the ending paragraph. for further background information regarding "the Doctor," he is a man i frequently hallucinate. he wears all black leather jacket, black combat/cargo pants, and black combat boots. also he wears a black ski mask with a smile cut into the threading where his mouth is visible due to the cut. he tends to hit me, hard. the dream. Blinding light surrounds me. my eyes struggle to focus, let alone squint to try and dull the pure whiteness. the only thing visible in this blinding hell was the silhouette of a man walking towards me. he was laughing at my weakness. his laugh was familiar. still squinting, i could see no details on the man even though he was but inches from my breath. from what i could tell, he was wearing all black. the word familiar ringed through my skull once more. i was searching past him, for a structure, object, or anything other than this pain barring light, even a light switch would bring hope to end this torture. there were no walls. i was trapped in an infinite void with an unknown, yet familiar man before me. he spoke subtle words, mocking my weakness to the light. upon hearing his first syllable utter from his throat, i knew who he was. The Doctor. he grabbed my face and forced my eyes open, yelling for me to look into his eyes. i spit in his face and asked how i'm supposed to look at him when he wears a mask. i felt his cold knuckles meet my face, followed by the floor. blood. the first color to be seen from this hellish jail of white. his fingers clenched my shirt and pulled me to a sitting position. he pulled his mask off with no hesitation and yelled once more to look at him. his yells filled with rage. spit flying from the hole of his mouth landed on my face. i smirked. i told him i couldn't see with his spit in my eyes, so i spit my blood into his face. i took another punch. felt like a cinder block. his hand on my shirt kept me from falling back. i was laughing madly at his anger. he kept yelling. familiar is a word i never used too often, until this moment. his yells reminded me of my past. his anger. his punches. everything from my past was inside of his rage. he grabbed my face once more and forced my eyes open. for a brief moment i felt like i was gazing into a mirror. his face. my face. equal. he screamed with blood curdling rage, "remember." his fist right hooked into my temple. everything now was black. cold sweats sliding down the surface of skin. i could hear the air being tossed around by my ceiling fan. i was back in my room. breathing heavy. i knew i was awake from my dream, but an uneasy feeling was still settling in my mind. he was standing in the corner of my room. walking to my bed, sliding is mask on. kneeling towards me. whispering. "remember." i threw a punch but to no avail upon contact he vanished. Tonight the Doctor visited me in my sleep, and was waiting for my awakening.

Posted on: 2012-08-05 by ZeroTheDreamWalker

I have tob explain to you how my dreams work You see whenever I have a good dream im always in like a sunnier happier surreal version of my town Every time i dream a more heavenly vesion of my town is added to like almost a map of where I can travel in a good dream This time.... a school a lovely private school with beautiful buildings and kids with uniforms were there Just right down the street from my house As it turned out Alot of my friends werent gonna go to nyack high school \ instead they wanted to go to this new school And there was an open house there for children from nyack high school interested in switching schools It was sunny and I went there And the person who was supposed to take me around was this beautiful asian girl my age pretty dark hair perfect skin She led me through the campus telling me about its history introducing me to her friiends..... To all the amazing clubs it was like a dream school Then I decided to join and told her I was interested So I was taken to the dean She was a nice middle aged whit woman graying hair but nice skin brown eyes A very happy glow about her I told her I wanted to join She said id get a trial period She seemed happy I wanted to join and the asian girl seemed happy as well Joshua_D 9:50 PM She said I could take classes there for now on a trial period while she reveiwed my ..whats it called ..uh..portfolio? I forgot what its called Joshua_D 9:52 PM So from then on it was me just taking classes there going to school and it was nice trhe classes the teachers the other students The asian gril was in all my classes and we basically became bestfriends shed even sit with me and all my dorky friends from the other school that moved to our school at lunchtime or wed go to the cafe across the street it was nice..... THe school was called green meadow...they had everything there even a pyrotechnics club ... The dream felt like it went on for days

Posted on: 2012-08-06 by Guest

This is a reoccurring dream, not like every night but this is not the first time it's happened. So my mom, dad, sister and I are on this cruise ship type boat. And on this boat there's sort of a concentration camp. I dream that they keep trying to take me and put me in this camp, and it's mainly my friends and people my age in it, I'm 17. You can try an escape which is what I've done recently in my dream but then they find a way to come back and capture me. Please help. I know this isn't much detail but it's all I can gather.

Posted on: 2012-08-06 by Guest

This is a reoccurring dream, not like every night but this is not the first time it's happened. So my mom, dad, sister and I are on this cruise ship type boat. And on this boat there's sort of a concentration camp. I dream that they keep trying to take me and put me in this camp, and it's mainly my friends and people my age in it, I'm 17. You can try an escape which is what I've done recently in my dream but then they find a way to come back and capture me. Please help. I know this isn't much detail but it's all I can gather.

Posted on: 2012-08-06 by Guest

I was wondering if anyone has had a dream where a tall man comes into your room and then touches you causing you to stop breathing. Specifically, he touches your face and then a cold sensation runs down your throat and to your chest and it feels frozen.

Posted on: 2012-08-06 by Guest

I was wondering if anyone has had a dream where a tall man comes into your room and then touches you causing you to stop breathing. Specifically, he touches your face and then a cold sensation runs down your throat and to your chest and it feels frozen.

Posted on: 2012-08-07 by Guest

Me and this other guy were on the run from someone/ something, I can't remember what, and we ran into the woods, then came out the other side into a big field. We ventured to the middle of this field and then turned left and decided to go into the trees to that direction, when we stepped into the trees we saw a weird, tall, ugly man thing saying he'd guide us through the oncoming city. It took a few minutes to decide whether to trust this man, but we did so because the enemy had no way of sending other enemy's into this town! When we got there, we stepped onto the town square, which was right next to the forest,  and we started to sink. Turns out the whole city is made of goo that melts on contact with humans. We thought this was a trap at first, but when we saw that the large Big-Ben like tower in the middle was a bit lopsided and sticky, we carried on. This time on our hand and knees. I went to sit on a bench to catch my breath, but I only did so for a few seconds because the thing slowly melted in to two. As we travelled through this city, I looked into a window of a victorian looking home and saw Goo people gathering round to eat a giant roast chicken with their family. When we reached solid, but not quite normal, ground on the other side, our host said that this is the 'sugar' part of town, and the other part was some sort of liquid I hadn't heard of. But yeah, we travelled over the sugary bricks beneath our feet and then we ventured into a cavern to apparently meet the mayor for some information on where to go, but when we got there our host said that I wasn't allowed in. With a lot of persuading, he came around and approved of us seeing the mayor. As soon as I turned around from him saying yes, I saw a head, up right on its neck on the floor, staring up at me. It was wearing purple goggles and a green swim cap. It said 'you have persuaded, now we will go' in some foreign language. The head then turned and hopped along on its neck. This might've been some trial to see if I was good enough to see the mayor or something. But yeah, then I woke up:(

Posted on: 2012-08-10 by Guest

The other night I had this crazy dream. I had been invited to a big resort-type place out in the middle of nowhere for some reason (I think it had to do with work), for a two week long vacation. I met a group of people I'd never met before and we all started talking and bonding and such. But people started going missing left and right and one member of our party always seemed to be there when people disappeared. Scared to death, several of us tried to get out after finding a body wrapped in a big plastic bag, but he stopped us, locking us in. Telling us that those people "had to die" because they were trying to escape. We were there for what seemed like forever, not sleeping at night, jumping at every sound, we didn't know what his plans were but knew he was insane for he had killed innocent people for no reason. One night, while he was distracted, we ran. Myself, a man, and a woman. He followed us when he realized we were gone and eventually the woman fell behind and was caught and murdered when he suffocated her as he had done the others. The man and I jumped into a car and sped away, putting as much distance between us and the resort as we could. After nearly 100 miles we stopped at a gas station, to get gas and try to call our families, but when I walked into the store to pay for the gas, there was the man from the resort. Smiling. And then I woke up.

Posted on: 2012-08-11 by Guest

So it started off in an airport and my two best friends and my boyfriend arrived and we went home to my house. Now the dream was roughly set in the Greek port town of Gythion where I lived for 6 months last year but it was more Asian, like almost Turkish-y feeling which isn't surprising considering I went to Istanbul just the other day to visit my friend (one of the ones in this dream). So the next day we went back into this dream version of the Gythion and we went to a green coffee shop, and the waiter led us into a secret back patio area and we had coffee and then we went to lots of random shops -which don't exist in the real town but they are similar to ones I visited went I visited these three friends in real life a few months ago. But the main bit of the dream was this- so it was much later on like midnight-ish and we were walking down the back slummy type of part of the dream town and I knew this area really well and I'd obviously been there before and we decided not to walk all the way back to my home because it was midnight and it was like two hour walk so I lead them t a kinda tent/greenhouse sorta place that I knew people at and there were like hundreds of people there sleeping or doing drugs and I had some sort of record and I couldn't take any drugs and I also knew that the drugs here weren't very good or pure and they were tainted or something and I kept trying to tell the others not to take any but they didn't listen and they did each did some coke. Then we all fell asleep amidst the other people and then we went home. But then there were police or someone coming to my house which was my real old house in my home town and it was my first room in that house that was my room in the dream. So then the police were there and they had a search warent or something and I had a little bit of time so I started hiding things in the spare room because they had been with me in the like coke den place and I had to hide them. Then the police came back and I had coke on my sweatshirt from were i'd been sleeping but I hadn't done any coke and I kept telling them I didn't do any coke you can test me and I was saying it over and over again and then I woke up. It was very odd. And I think the no doing coke was related to another dream I had a few weeks ago when I did coke in a very public place around a lot of people including my family and I woke up and really questioned my actions because just because in dreams you kinda do your basic actions like the things you would actually do and that's why they scare you because you know that you would really do it.

Posted on: 2012-08-11 by Guest

So it started off in an airport and my two best friends and my boyfriend arrived and we went home to my house. Now the dream was roughly set in the Greek port town of Gythion where I lived for 6 months last year but it was more Asian, like almost Turkish-y feeling which isn't surprising considering I went to Istanbul just the other day to visit my friend (one of the ones in this dream). So the next day we went back into this dream version of the Gythion and we went to a green coffee shop, and the waiter led us into a secret back patio area and we had coffee and then we went to lots of random shops -which don't exist in the real town but they are similar to ones I visited went I visited these three friends in real life a few months ago. But the main bit of the dream was this- so it was much later on like midnight-ish and we were walking down the back slummy type of part of the dream town and I knew this area really well and I'd obviously been there before and we decided not to walk all the way back to my home because it was midnight and it was like two hour walk so I lead them t a kinda tent/greenhouse sorta place that I knew people at and there were like hundreds of people there sleeping or doing drugs and I had some sort of record and I couldn't take any drugs and I also knew that the drugs here weren't very good or pure and they were tainted or something and I kept trying to tell the others not to take any but they didn't listen and they did each did some coke. Then we all fell asleep amidst the other people and then we went home. But then there were police or someone coming to my house which was my real old house in my home town and it was my first room in that house that was my room in the dream. So then the police were there and they had a search warent or something and I had a little bit of time so I started hiding things in the spare room because they had been with me in the like coke den place and I had to hide them. Then the police came back and I had coke on my sweatshirt from were i'd been sleeping but I hadn't done any coke and I kept telling them I didn't do any coke you can test me and I was saying it over and over again and then I woke up. It was very odd. And I think the no doing coke was related to another dream I had a few weeks ago when I did coke in a very public place around a lot of people including my family and I woke up and really questioned my actions because just because in dreams you kinda do your basic actions like the things you would actually do and that's why they scare you because you know that you would really do it.

Posted on: 2012-08-11 by Guest

So it started off in an airport and my two best friends and my boyfriend arrived and we went home to my house. Now the dream was roughly set in the Greek port town of Gythion where I lived for 6 months last year but it was more Asian, like almost Turkish-y feeling which isn't surprising considering I went to Istanbul just the other day to visit my friend (one of the ones in this dream). So the next day we went back into this dream version of the Gythion and we went to a green coffee shop, and the waiter led us into a secret back patio area and we had coffee and then we went to lots of random shops -which don't exist in the real town but they are similar to ones I visited went I visited these three friends in real life a few months ago. But the main bit of the dream was this- so it was much later on like midnight-ish and we were walking down the back slummy type of part of the dream town and I knew this area really well and I'd obviously been there before and we decided not to walk all the way back to my home because it was midnight and it was like two hour walk so I lead them t a kinda tent/greenhouse sorta place that I knew people at and there were like hundreds of people there sleeping or doing drugs and I had some sort of record and I couldn't take any drugs and I also knew that the drugs here weren't very good or pure and they were tainted or something and I kept trying to tell the others not to take any but they didn't listen and they did each did some coke. Then we all fell asleep amidst the other people and then we went home. But then there were police or someone coming to my house which was my real old house in my home town and it was my first room in that house that was my room in the dream. So then the police were there and they had a search warent or something and I had a little bit of time so I started hiding things in the spare room because they had been with me in the like coke den place and I had to hide them. Then the police came back and I had coke on my sweatshirt from were i'd been sleeping but I hadn't done any coke and I kept telling them I didn't do any coke you can test me and I was saying it over and over again and then I woke up. It was very odd. And I think the no doing coke was related to another dream I had a few weeks ago when I did coke in a very public place around a lot of people including my family and I woke up and really questioned my actions because just because in dreams you kinda do your basic actions like the things you would actually do and that's why they scare you because you know that you would really do it.

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