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I was laying on my bed on Facebook and I suddenly got an IM from a mutual friend of my girlfriend and I that my girlfriend was mad at me. About the same time my girlfriend, Jessi, called saying she was, so I assumed they had just been talking about it. I wasn't sure what her problem was so I drove out to her house to see what was the matter. In her driveway were a couple from my school who doesn't even know her. I got mad because I thought the girl in the passenger seat was Jessi; not sure why I got so mad. Jessi came to the door and she was sad about something. Before I could talk to her she went back inside and I decided it wasn't worth it to talk to her.

I went next door to find that a kid from my church was trying to get inside a house. They told me they lived there now and that their mom would let them in a second. I watched the mom enter through another door with beer, drunk and acting like a retard. She let us in and the kid, Connor, ran into his room to play Wheel of Fortune. I was mad at his mom because she recently divorced a friend of my family, so I stole a flashdrive from her desk and ran.

In a different dream I was with my brother in car in the middle of the woods at night. We were sleeping in his car for reasons unknown, but we were laughing and having fun. We made a campfire and ate marshmallows while a white dog watched us from the grass. We started to go down the road at some point, but I don't remember why. I suddenly realized that it was raining and we were in a tornado. We started running to the car but the tornado was lifting us up. I've had many tornado dreams before and I guess I knew I was dreaming on some level, so I told Brad that if we leaned back and waved our legs we would fall down. We did so and safely returned to the car where we went to sleep.

The first thing I remember is being at the field house (I play football; this is the building we keep our equipment in and hang around in before practice/games.) I think someone must have yelled something about zombies. I looked outside and, sure enough, they were EVERYWHERE. Coach Francis than reminded me that my parents were in the stands. I ran upstairs in the field house and yelled at them from behind a giant glass wall. They couldn't unserstand me and eventually I got mad and just gave up altogether. I remember nothing after this.

This dream may have been a continuation of the previous, but with a huge change: I WAS A GIRL. I've never seen the girl before in my life, but I was her. I woke up on the roof of the field house and jumped down to look around. A narrator was was saying everything I do, which seemed normal to me, I guess. As I walked I noticed a pile of binders burning. I remember having this exact thought: "No! I know what happens when the notebooks burn!" I ran and jumped on top of a pipe and the roof again. In a second a blond jumped on top of the roof. I knew instantly that she was a vampire. She honestly reminded me a LOT of my girlfriend, right down to the name Serenity (One my girlfriend used to LOVE.) I took out a knife and fought her for a bit, and finally cut her neck open a little. She angrily said that she'd never bled before and attacked more ferociously. She broke the hilt of my knife off and I had to hold sharp metal to use it. Any time I attacked her I cut myself, but it was worth it to keep fighting. We suddenly stopped fighting for a second, and I looked over at the elementary school playground. I knew that there was treasure in each and evey slide; "Too much treasure for one girl to carry." I remember nothing after this point.

Yet another fragment. I remember sitting in my family's van with an old friend, April. We were laughing about something and my mom made the remark that April would be getting married soon so "it wasn't a big deal." I was happy during the dream, as if we were celebrating something.

Another image. I remember Sailor Moon (Astonishing, since I haven't seen that show in several years) in the air, hair flowing behind her, looking ready to attack. I don't know what or why, but I do remember feeling safer because she was there.

A very short dream is all that I can remember. I distinctly recall the man; he had short brown hair that looked long on the sides and as if it hadn't been washed in a week. He has glasses on the tip of his nose that were old and and very circular, and I could tell he didn't need them. I think they were part of a disguise. He wore a gray suit with vertical lines and left the jacket unbuttoned to show a white shirt underneath. He gave me the smallest of forced smiles and pointed a gun at me, and I knew that he would fire. I remember waiting for him to pull the trigger so that I could get it over with. I wasn't scared; I was just wanting him to hurry.