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Dawn's heart pounded as she jolted awake from a vivid and unsettling dream. It felt so real, as if she had been transported to a different world. Sweat dripped down her forehead, and her hands trembled with a mix of fear and urgency. She knew she had to act upon the vision that had just consumed her sleep. In the dream, Dawn saw a war-ravaged land, engulfed in chaos and destruction. She saw Zelda, her closest friend, holding her precious baby tightly in her arms. But something wasn't right. Dawn sensed danger lurking nearby, threatening the safety of Zelda and her child.

I felt alone again. Days and nights would pass that I see different memories of different people in my dreams. It felt like memories from a different world that I had forgotten too. I kept having dreams and visions of these people in North Carolina, a woman who looked like me in Maldives, a family in England and all these countries I went to and concerts I attended.

My hair is soaked as if I had taken a shower. Rushing into the kitchen, I get me a bottle of water and guzzle it down. My heart's pounding. After I calm myself I feel disgusting. I take a long shower then go out to the balcony. It's one in the morning and peaceful. The waves of the lake settle me. I ask God what on earth was that dream about? I know most dreams are meaningless. They come through anxiety and the busyness of the day, but some dreams stick. Most times you can't even remember your dreams right after you wake up, but I remember this dream in full detail. Each time I think of it I become afraid.

I expressed. “Just get fully well for my sake, okay? Your sickness has broken me so much and I need you to help me get over this bad time,” I added. Tears watered my eyes and with one blink, they trickled down my cheeks. I kissed his hair and lay properly to sleep. ~Nightmare~ I found myself standing in the middle of my mother’s living room in Nigeria. She was in the kitchen and I went to meet her. She looked at me with a full-moon smile.

"Tell me everything about your dreams." He raised his brows nonchalantly and clasped his hands. "There's nothing much that really happens. It just the girl has red hair and she appears in different places. That's all." "And what about the part when you feel her presence?" Charles stayed quiet, before answering he cleared his throat. "I don't know. I don't want to believe she's a ghost. I want to know if she really exists. So give me an exact meaning to my dreams."

“Class, let’s hear from Miana. Come here Miana, introduce yourself” “My name is Miana Vista. I am 10 years old. I live at Brgy. Busay,Cagsawa, Daraga, Albay. It’s near the perfect cone Mayon Volcano! There you can see the perfect shape and how beautiful it is the moment you saw it” “Okay, what are your dreams, Miana?” “I dream to become a successful woman. Not for any profession but a woman who got a high-paying job that can buy anything she wants”

-A dream? we did not observe anything, the tracker said that perhaps it was an indication that Juana never existed, in light of the fact that in addition to the absence of artifact it is the way in which Mrs. Victoria assured him that she has not had dreams related to a girl who does not remember and that in her clinical records there is nothing to say that she has even been pregnant. Just like that, in an insignificant part of a second, he figured out how to stifle the sensation he'd gotten in an entire night.

I struggled to raise my arm as I squinted against the light. “I’m…I’m out.” I gasped as my surroundings came into focus. It was the forest. Not the first from the nightmare. But a real forest. I didn’t recognize the area, but I was sure this was real. How did I get here? I had been in a dungeon the last time I was awake. ‘About damn time you joined the land of the living! I’ve been trying to get to you.’ August sighed in relief. ‘AUGUST!! TELL ME THAT’S YOU! TELL ME I’M NOT DREAMING! THAT YOU’RE BACK!’ I shouted, feeling like a kid on Christmas.

Damie island was a private island as far as she could recall, what would a private island be having a resort for. She collected her stuff in the office and trotted to the out "miss, please," one of the blackguards gave a sign. She quietly entered the car. They reached a place where the car came to a halt." miss please" she followed him to the helicopter. Emma was more than happy, her worries flew away immediately she realized the helicopter before them on the vase land. The place seems like a field, the grasses were as green as a tropical forest. The greenfield made her picture the most attractive eyes she has ever seen, the thought of it made her smile.

I had another weird dream today about a substance called, The Garbage. It was a long dream that I can remember as if I had relieved it several years ago. I was in it. Living it and watching everything unfold in the dream. It all started in a small place where I stood with a girl who was supposedly my best friend. Her name was Leah while my name was Drake.. I am going to narrate how I felt in the dream. Once again, I am going to act differently so I can give meaning to my dream. This is how it began.