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Place withheld · 2014-09-14 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive

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<PERSON>. I had a dream that Gaggy was keeping me and my mom prisoner inside a large house. Gaggy is my dead grandmother who is in heaven now. I am obviously afraid of her. I was outside by a barbed wire fence and I saw <PERSON> on the other side. I could not climb over I was weak. I asked <PERSON> to help me and he said but you never helped me. So I said I will now I would rather be a smudge. (I am reading a book where society is divided into people who stay up at night, the smudges, and people who live during the day, the rays. the rays oppress the smudges and remove their pineal glands when they are babies. terrible right? Its called "Plus One"). Anyways, <PERSON> climbed the fence and went inside the fence still outside. He dropped his backpack and helped me climb over. We walked to where there was trees and left the backpack there. We were going to walk around but heard footsteps and thought it was Gaggy, but it turned out to be my friend <PERSON> and another girl. We hugged them happy to see them. Inside the house Gaggy had been yelling at me and hurting me but I escaped. I believe that the devil was pretending to be Gaggy to hurt me and to make me be afraid of Gaggy because in the dream Gaggy my grandmother was wicked but she is not in real life. I told <PERSON> I would help him so I have to help him. I could not find him on facebook so I prayed for him and I will keep praying for him. Dream 1/Earlier. In an earlier dream that I recalled later, a group was doing ballet inside or outside I do not remember, and I saw my friend <PERSON>'s daughter <PERSON> doing ballet with them, and I walked towards the group and started to dance with them. There was a ballet teacher in the front of the group. When I walked into the group <PERSON> morphed into a different little girl. I danced some and fell on the ground and did a pose on the ground but I was stuck on the ground and could not move. The dance teacher said if she was going to use me she could only use me as a prima ballarina, as a dance soloist, because of the large way I dance. I forget the beginning and end of the dream I know there was more but it is lost to me.

 

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