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so i had this strange dream and i need a little help translating it. Anybody want to help me out?? ok so here it is: I look outside my front window and i see my 9 month old in her swing in the middle of the street right outside my house. So she's in her swing and theres like a blanket surrounding her swing making a tent. I already know my 13 year old did this! So i scream his name and all of a sudden he starts running down the street. My husband and his friend start running after him. After waiting a few minutes i start running after him too but b/c our house is a block away from the mall, I stop at a cell phone/craft store so i can get a new phone. For the longest time I wanted the i-google phone. I was waiting in line to purchase it and in front of me is an old friend from high school buying the same exact phone as me. After she was done with the salesmant, i sat down to purchase it. The guy told me everyone has that phone now. So now i dont want it anymore and i get up to leave and i bump into more people from high school saying that i should go to a university bc community college sounds bad. So I leave the store and heading out of the mall, when all of a sudden i see the police running after my 13 year old son. I go back inside the mall and it looks like the entrance of my high school. My son puts his hands up and surrenders but the police officer is still running towards him in full force. He tackles jake with full force and breaks my sons arm arm. The officer is yelling at all the witnesses asking if anyone knows where his parents are. I come foward and tell him that i am his mother. The officer is very good looking!! Tan skin, brown hair, piercing blue eyes but his eyes were also very robotic looking. He begins to yell at me saying things like "its parents like you that make bad people in the world...i'm a horrible mother) I begin to cry hysterically telling the officer how i really am a good person. I start listing all the qualities about myself. The officer then transforms into another man. Someone less attractive but still good looking. So anyway he starts telling me how attractive i am. I look at myself in the mirror and i see my ugly self and i start getting mad at him! Because I know Im not pretty. But he’s not listening to me. He just keeps walking out the door with a smile on his face. When the officer leaves, I gather up everybody so we can all go home. My husbands car is overly packed b/c hes got all his friends and our sons with him so I told him I would drive home with my other daughter by ourselves. I realize there is no car seat in the car so I sit her in my lap and buckle us up real good. Just before leaving I look at his car. They are so jam packed in the car that the doors and the roof are popping out but they are all laughing and having a good time and listening to loud music. I shake my head smile and say jokingly that they are going to kill themselves that way by driving like that. So I take off. Everything is fine. I am actually very surprised at myself that I’m driving this well considering I have never driven before. All of a sudden the roads are very dangerous to drive on. Lots of quick turns and it’s like driving opn one of those roads where if you look outside your window it feels like you could fall like a million feet and theres nothing to protect you from falling. So my surroundings have changed from Philadelphia to a desert like area. My car falls off a cliff and I am very calm as this is all happening. We land fine, Me and Brooke are still alive, but then all this sand starts pouring onto the car crushing the car completely. Everything is dark and I feel a brief moment of suffocation. I open my eyes & find myself stuck in the car by myself (no Brooke). But my car is not covered in sand, now it is snow. A small black boy helps me out of my car and I’m in a small town that is located on top of a mountain. I interpret this in my dream as heaven because me and my husband always wanted to live in the poconos and my daughter is not with me and I figure she survived the crash. I remember wanting to feel so sad and I wanted to cry and scream to the top of my lungs because I could not be with my family anymore but I couldn’t because there was this rule that you can not be sad in heaven. To make me feel happy I am allowed to create my own heaven. So in my heaven I am in my bed just as it is in real life. I am lying in bed with my husband next to me, he is sleeping, breathing and holding me to keep me warm but he is not real. And I just lie there with no feeling b/c you are not allowed to feel sad in heaven. -the end So that was the dream portion but the weird thing is i woke up from my dream thinking i was still in it b/c i was in the exact same position when my dream had ended. weird huh?? anything would help i've looked on alot of sites and typed in certain words so i dont need any websites unless your going to give me a w thank you all so much for your time and helping me out! To answer your questions... I was definitely not the risk taker in high school!! haha! and me and my husband don't have any problems we have our quarrels here and there but nothing serious

NOTE: I've been a dream interpreter for ten years. OK, I'd say that one of your greatest fears was echoed in this dream. This dream is saying that you fear minor details taking over your life and distracting from more important things. You fear that the repercussion will be someone you love being emotionally/physically hurt. You also fear being lied to, I'd say you even hate liars. But this ties in with the first part, you fear that false compliments or false information will draw you away from what really matters....you feel as though listening to lies and believing them will make you a bad person. Just remember, we all listen to bad council some time in our life, but the path we go down because of that misinformation teaches us and strengthens us, it helps us continue our lives. Also, no matter what happens in life, you can't stop it and it's not your fault. We can all try to stop things, but chances are...we'll make things worse. Just keep a cool head, don't let yourself be distracted by golden words and false wisdom...and if you are, don't panic. Just pick yourself up, and continue on down the right path. It is true that others do not know your mind as well as you do, but dream interpreters tend to have a mind-set that can morph to fit others. In other words, we can think and feel like you in order to understand you. (though it's rare to find a dream interpreter that can do this well or perfectly) We don't decide to think like you, we simply do as we read or hear your dream(s).

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Joanna McSaren January 16th: “This blows,” Leah sighed, running her hand through the curly blond hair, and giving the thick book a thump on the old library table. “Come on,” I told her, “It's not that hard. You just have to read the article after you read the chapter.” She gave me a look that said clearly, “What the heck?” I rolled my eyes, “I'll help you later! Chillax.” I put my brown hair in a ponytail, and gathered my books. “Be right back, I've got to put these away.” “They're no help?” she asked. “No,” I told her, grinning, “I'm done.” She made at face at me. We were studying for Mr. Hayrick's big English test. The one everyone knows has failed several students. He pops this on us, so we have no idea when it's coming. The worst part was...we had to work in the library. The thing was built in 1880, and was falling apart at the seems. It was so long, though, hardly anyone had ever seen the far end. There were no librarians, and hardly anyone ever came in there. It smelled, and felt like dust. I stuck the books back on the ancient shelf, and returned to the table Leah and I were working at. “I'm bored,” she complained. “Tough luck,” I told her, folding my arms. “Jooeey!” She complained. My real name's Joanna, but everyone says Joey. I shrugged, and dug in my book bag for my notebook. I grabbed it, and started sketching Leah. “I need to take a walk,” Leah proclaimed, standing up. “To where?” I muttered sarcastically, “The end of the library?” She took a malicious look to her eyes, “Why not?” “Dunno, now stand still. You're hard to draw when you're moving.” “Come on,” she said yanking my arm. “Did you pack the tent?” I joked as we began our walk. We were able to walk for about five minutes before we found a row of bookshelves, not looking able to pass as they blocked the hallway. “Hooray!” I said, “We've found the end. Now let's GO.” She ran her hand along the wall, her fingers passing over every book. “No,” she muttered, more to herself than me, “There's got to be a way through. There's still more ceiling.” “Who cares?” I moaned. “I do!” I sat down on the ground, and took out my phone, fingers poised for a long text with some other bored teen. “Found it!” I heard Leah yell triumphantly. “What?” I said, “The end of your rope?” “No,” she told me slowly, like it was something easy she was explaining to a toddler, “I found the way past.” “Oh boy!” She glared at me. “Okay, okay, I'm coming!” I said quickly, and stood up. Leah notched her foot in the book shelf, and gracefully lifted herself over landing with a soft “Thump” on the floor. I hoisted myself up, and quickly climbed down. “Ew!” I squealed, cringing. In front of us was a wall of wet, smelly, ivy, growing up and down the wall. She ran her hand over it, hit it a bit, and then finally, in desperation, threw herself at the wall. I stared at the spot where she dissapeared. “Leah!” I yelled, and hurtled through the ivy to wherever she dissapeared to. Leah Sacramento January 16th: I stood, my feet suddenly bare, in a soft field of grass. I wore a thin white dress, and the air smelled of lavender and honey. I placed my hand against the bark of a smooth tree, and gasped. A flower had bloomed in between the cracks of my fingers. “Ahhhhhhh!” Joey's shrill scream came, and she hurtled into a patch of especially tall grass. I ran to her, helping her off the ground. “Wha-?” she asked, sounding unsure of herself, “Where are we?” “I dunno,” I told her, “But I love it.” She curled into herself, shrinking against a tree. A wreath of flowers bloomed around her head. “It's Narnia!” she joked, pirouetting across the soft ground. “It's heaven!” I told her. She froze. “What?” I asked. “Heaven,” she said softly. “Yes,” I told her. “Leah? What if...what if..we did go to Heaven? What if there was brick behind the wall, and we....died?” “Unless that's God, this isn't heaven,” A voice said. I spun around to see a girl about our age, her auburn hair flowing round her hips. She pointed at a toddler, sitting on a step, dress in a lacy blue dress. The little girl had curly blond hair, and green eyes. She look surprisingly like me. “Not that one!” The girl scolded me, and corrected my view, pointing at a shady looking teen with too many piercings to count. “Oh,” I said, “Sorry?” “Don't be,” she said. “Excuse me,” Joey began, “But who exactly are you?” “Oh,” the girl smiled, “I'm Arizona. I got here a year ago.” “Why didn't you leave?” Leah asked. Arizona shrugged, “I can't find my purpose.” “Come again?” I asked. “Sorry,” she said, shaking her head, “I keep forgetting you're new to Capsaysa. I should know by the dress. The white dress is a symbol meaning it's your first day. Once you're here, you have to find your charms.” she showed me a shiny bracelet on her wrist,tiny symbols hanging from it, “You have to find all ten of them before you can go back. You schedule a day and they let y sorry! it got major cut off! Email me if u want more!!

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