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<title>Dreams</title> 
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 <id>tag:stpeteblog.com,2008-07-02:491</id>
 <title>Terrorist Attack</title> 
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 <updated>2008-07-02T18:57:34-03:00</updated> 
 <summary type="text"> I remember a tropical forest on an island and i was walking around and exploring when i hear voices and rustling in the bushes. I sid,&amp;quot; Show Yourself!&amp;quot; and a pack of wolfs come out! The ...</summary> 
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General 
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  I remember a tropical forest on an island and i was walking around and exploring when i hear voices and rustling in the bushes. I sid,&quot; Show Yourself!&quot; and a pack of wolfs come out! The beta wolf walks up and says,&quot; Hi, my&nbsp;name is Alamaar, And this is my, brother, Queriq. Would you like to join our pack???&quot; I said ok and as the pack ran off i got on all fours and tried to run after them, but i was too slow and i soon lost them.  all of a sudden i was captured by terrorists and they brought me to a ledge on a neverending cliff. My mom was there and they were holding her hostage. They told me that in exchange for some money they would give me back my mom and they wouldnt blow up the island. sadly, i didnt have any money and they made me watch the bombs exploding on the island. I remember thinking about Alamaar and would he survive? Then i broke free and next thing I know i am standing in front of a large house and people are running inside. I run inside, too. As i am walking around in a maze of rooms I find an indoor pool. a man in a black suit with a brownish beard is telling a small 6 year old that he has to do something. then he jumps into the pool and the little girl starts to scream,&quot; NO, Uncle Sam, NO! You dont have to drown yourself, uncle sam!&quot;. then me and 10 other people in the room hear gunshots, and in the scramble i got pushed in the pool. as I climb out I can hear gunshots and me and&nbsp;three other girls run through a door and into a room that looks  just    like my parent's room. Some blankets were hanging off the edge of the bed so we hide under there. We heard the terrorists run into the room and they are searching around. We thought they wouldnt find us when one man bulls up the blankets and pulls out a gun... and  BANG, BANG, BANG  shoots all three of us. Instead of dying, though, i get up and the whole situation changed. everyone was dead and it was later in the day. I remember being devastated that all the people i had seen 5 minutes earlier were all dead: Uncle Sam, the litlle girl, alamaar. I felt like it was real and these people were really my friends and I would never see them again.  
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 <id>tag:stpeteblog.com,2008-07-02:490</id>
 <title>school-pool dream</title> 
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 <updated>2008-07-02T18:20:54-03:00</updated> 
 <summary type="text">i remember i was walking around in my scoll in the middle of the night when i found a lake that shouldnt of been there. I walked near it when God al odf a sudden showed up and tolf everyone he had ...</summary> 
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General 
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 i remember i was walking around in my scoll in the middle of the night when i found a lake that shouldnt of been there. I walked near it when God al odf a sudden showed up and tolf everyone he had a toothache and needed someone to give him dental care. I walked away and ran into Jesse (one of my friends) and we walked down to the courts. As we were walking along a whole bunch of people tumbled onto the courts and were playing some sort of sport. We were watching them when we heard some people talking and walking towards us. We hid in ome bushes until they walked be, and then we jumped out and screamed,&quot; BOO!&quot;. Five seconds later a random teacher walked by and wispered,&quot; Im not wearing underwear, can you watch my class????&quot;. 
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 <id>tag:stpeteblog.com,2008-07-02:489</id>
 <title>snow forest</title> 
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 <updated>2008-07-02T18:03:49-03:00</updated> 
 <summary type="text"> &amp;nbsp;I came into the dream in a forest. There was fresh snow on the ground and the sky was teeming with stars. the next thing I know i am catching two-inch horses with another person whom i dont ...</summary> 
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General 
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  &nbsp;I came into the dream in a forest. There was fresh snow on the ground and the sky was teeming with stars. the next thing I know i am catching two-inch horses with another person whom i dont recognize because I cant see her head. After catching our horses I notice she has a beautiful blue horse with stars and clouds on it. She wants a lemon-lime green one that i have. Neither of us will trade these horses but we each want eachother's horse.   Then I see a girl trying to climb a complicated ladder and she falls. I boastfully exclaim,&quot; I bet i can climb that ladder!&quot; and as I attempt it the ladder is too slippery and complicated to climb. Then i am suddenly turned into an animal along with a bunch of other people and we run off into the woods. then we see a person walking around and although we know that the person wont hurt us we are mortified of them and we scatter.  as i am running away i come to the edge of the forest and about a half an acre away are snowy hills. Now i can see all of the stars in their glory and splendor and i joyfully run halfway up the hill. but i start to notice the eerie quiet and the longer i stand on the hill the creepier it gets. then I wake up.  
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 <id>tag:stpeteblog.com,2007-06-04:463</id>
 <title>Being Watched</title> 
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 <updated>2007-06-04T10:05:31-03:00</updated> 
 <summary type="text"> I had such a creepy dream last night. I was at my house and walked into my room. It was late at night and I was there alone. I noticed some letters scribbled on my window in the condensation. I ...</summary> 
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Nightmare 
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  I had such a creepy dream last night. I was at my house and walked into my room. It was late at night and I was there alone. I noticed some letters scribbled on my window in the condensation. I could only&nbsp;see the last 4 letters of the word though, ...SISE.   So I go to get a closer look and pull the curtain to the side. I saw something up against the window screen and went to touch it, realizing it was someone&#39;s face only when that someone took off running.   
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 <id>tag:stpeteblog.com,2007-04-11:215</id>
 <title>Welcome</title> 
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 <updated>2007-04-11T17:47:19-03:00</updated> 
 <summary type="text"> Welcome to the dream blog. If you would like to submit a dream,  click here.    For more information,  click here.  </summary> 
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 <name>johnny</name> 
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General 
Info 
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  Welcome to the dream blog. If you would like to submit a dream,  click here.    For more information,  click here.   
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 <id>tag:stpeteblog.com,2007-04-05:451</id>
 <title>In The Dark in L.A.</title> 
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 <updated>2007-04-05T12:39:22-03:00</updated> 
 <summary type="text"> I dreamt that I was living in L.A. and that the power went out in my apartment. The view outside my window was awesome. Since I had no electricity for light, the only illumination in my house was ...</summary> 
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 <name>johnny</name> 
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General 
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  I dreamt that I was living in L.A. and that the power went out in my apartment. The view outside my window was awesome. Since I had no electricity for light, the only illumination in my house was coming from large windows that I had. It was kind of dreary outside though.     
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 <id>tag:stpeteblog.com,2006-09-19:436</id>
 <title>Bad Driving</title> 
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 <updated>2006-09-19T10:07:30-03:00</updated> 
 <summary type="text"> I had a nightmare that I was driving a car up some kind of winding, hilly road. I was in the left lane, going around a bend that curved to the right. I wasn&#039;t driving particularly fast, but I was ...</summary> 
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 <name>johnny</name> 
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Nightmare 
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 <content type="text" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://stpeteblog.com/4_dreams"> 
  I had a nightmare that I was driving a car up some kind of winding, hilly road. I was in the left lane, going around a bend that curved to the right. I wasn't driving particularly fast, but I was very drowsy.   It must have been fall or winter, because it was cold, the trees were bare, and the road was wet. I started grinding on the guardrail on the left side of the car and then it gave way. The rear end of the car turned out over the cliff and instead of flipping the car, the whole thing started falling down. There was a road below, but not that far. The car fell slowly, almost floating, I had a moment to be horrified for myself and my two passengers. Then, of course, I woke up.  &nbsp;  
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 <id>tag:stpeteblog.com,2006-08-16:427</id>
 <title>Birthday</title> 
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 <updated>2006-08-16T11:06:26-03:00</updated> 
 <summary type="text"> I was having a birthday and a party was being thrown to celebrate. Unfortunately, the cake had the wrong year on it. It said 22.  The cake was taken away and brought back out again with a ...</summary> 
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 <name>johnny</name> 
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Prophetic Dreams 
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  I was having a birthday and a party was being thrown to celebrate. Unfortunately, the cake had the wrong year on it. It said 22.  The cake was taken away and brought back out again with a different year on it. This time it was older than I was turning...  
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 <id>tag:stpeteblog.com,2006-07-10:406</id>
 <title>The House</title> 
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 <updated>2006-07-10T15:36:44-03:00</updated> 
 <summary type="text"> I often dream of a house. Always the same house, but dreams take place in different parts of the house. Sometimes in the attic, sometimes in the yard. Sometimes a lot of people are in the ...</summary> 
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Recurring Dreams 
Epic Dreams 
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  I often dream of a house. Always the same house, but dreams take place in different parts of the house. Sometimes in the attic, sometimes in the yard. Sometimes a lot of people are in the house,&nbsp;but sometimes it's just me.   It's an old house, with run down siding, and large rooms. A strange part about the house is that there are secret rooms. In the front of the house, under the stairs, there is a small hidden door. The door leads to one or two small rooms that had no windows. They were furnished, though it never occured to me how the furniture got in the rooms.   The rooms always seemed like they were forgotten. Whenever I dream of the house, the rooms were always there, I might not visit them, or even think about them in my dream, but I know they are there.  I dreamt last night that I was standing in the yard, which was by a body of water, a lake or river, looking at the front of the house. I saw that the rooms were no longer secret rooms, they were now right inside the main entrance, completely visible from the yard, and refurnished with new items.   I noticed that the yard looked well-manicured, and the house looked like it had been painted, or restored, it looked good from where I was standing. In the past the outside has been decrepit and falling apart at times.  
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 <id>tag:stpeteblog.com,2006-06-26:403</id>
 <title>The Bathroom</title> 
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 <updated>2006-06-26T17:45:25-03:00</updated> 
 <summary type="text"> My house has recently been remodeled, the downstairs bathroom and kitchen. We also have a new laundry room. In my dream, I walked into the bathroom. It was like it was before, from the size and ...</summary> 
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 <name>johnny</name> 
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Epic Dreams 
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  My house has recently been remodeled, the downstairs bathroom and kitchen. We also have a new laundry room. In my dream, I walked into the bathroom. It was like it was before, from the size and shape, to the old, dirty, green wooden floors.   I thought to myself, this isn't right. This room should be a lot bigger, with new fixtures, fresh paint, new tile... I felt the wall, as if it wasn't real, as if I could put my hand through it... It was solid.   I closed my eyes and told myself that when I opened my eyes back up, the room would be back to how it should be. It wasn't.   
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