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Well, recently I've been having this girl who keeps coming up in my dreams. I have the strangest feeling that she's real and I'm somehow destined to meet her, and oddly I have a feeling that it will be rather soon... likely within the next few months. She's very pretty, and seems very kind. I don't know who she is... I've never seen her before... but I feel so connected to her.

I dunno... maybe. I'm hoping it does...
I just wanted to see if there could possibly be any other meaning to it seeing as how I'm not the most gifted in terms of dream interpetation... sweatdrop

lets see...white represents purity and chasity and things of that sort, and u might have been defending those animals? ill need a bit more details, but if u had it on a chain, then either u had white power in control, or u where holding back white power, respectively. Fights are quite common in dreams, and the weapons are just cause u like them alot. Oh, and the tiger might have ment offence, while the hamster defence. You'll have to ask ashley and katie for maore info. Cheers!

I had a dream about an Indian woman last night ( I mean a woman from India, just to be clear.) We were walking around a concert and she was talking to me about life. confused

Omg I almost forgot about this dream. It was the freakiest and most real dream ever. I didn't right it down, but I fell and scraped my knee and DANG IT HURT.

I was a little 8 year old named Amy. (btw I have long, straight brown hair to my waist, and pretty hazel eyes .My parents had died and I was living with my grandparents). He went to this one retirement home(the homes in my dream were like school out for the summer-and they were having a reunion). Instead of going to his poor home's reunion, he went to the rich one just to show me what it was like. While we were there this rich guy started talking to us. He talked to me and I was all timid and shy and they thought that I was absolutely adorable. Then, he introduced his two daughters. They were ten and eleven. The ten year old was very delicate and beautiful. She had silky blond hair past her waist, and deep blue eyes. She was wearing a silk blue dress that brought out her eyes. We'll call her Hannah (they never told me their names). The other girl (eleven) was a bit less delicate, and looked like she could run a mile in seven minutes or something. She had brown hair to her shoulders, and brown eyes too. We'll call her Ren. They were both very pretty.
So anyways, the grandparents and the rich dude wanted to talk, so we went out to play in the woods (AND THEY KEPT THEIR PRETTY DRESSES ON!). We had some fun, and then we played the deepest secrets game. I could tell that I could trust these two, so I told them the truth. "You might not believe this, but I am not an eight year old. You see, when Amy's parents died, she kind of gave up living. Her soul left her body before her body died. I had been thrust into this world without a body, and I found hers. So, I guess, now I really am Amy. But I?m actually twelve years old. I'll understand if you don't want to hang out any more."
They did look shocked, but then Ren said "Well, we believe you. Cause we know a little something about spirits as well. Now, we weren?t going to tell you this, but since you were honest?.Our mother died seven years ago-we barely knew her. So one day we went to her tomb, and we were just playing around, pretending to resurrect her from a spell in this book we found at the library. But.......it actually worked. So, we come back and do it every month to get to know her. And tonight is the night. We think that maybe she could help you get back to where you belong?" Hannah nodded, agreeing with her sister.
"Thanks," I told them. "It probably will work, you're right. What's that?" I saw someone in the trees and pointed to them. The girls looked too. "It's Harriett and her two lackeys, Kara and Lauren," answered Hannah. She continued. "They are seriously evil. They tried to kill us one time. All of their fathers are dark wizards. Probably sent them to spy on us." We ran after them. That was when the chasing started.
We chased them EVERYWHERE through the forest. Then, we got into a boat and raced down the river. At some point, the girls had to get out to get something, and Harriett and her group JUMPED INTO THE RIVER. Actually, it was in a series of rapids. They didn't know this because there was like no current at the time. But then something happened, I don?t know who controlled it, but all of the sudden there was this really strong current starting right in front of our boat. It carried Harriett, Lauren, and Kara far, far away.
The girls got back in, I told them about it, and we laughed. A lot. Then, we went along and we saw horses. I remember that there was a buckskin, and a Friesian. The Friesian was dark brown with a light golden brown mane. There was one at the front; I can't remember what it was. There were five total. They were all beautiful. There were also some of those wooden horses that they trained knights with in the Middle Ages. Some of them were HUGE. Anyways, something happened to our boat and Harriett and her crew were right behind us. We ran like supernaturally fast. I couldn't see what was going by us, except for a lot of leaves upon the path. They were flickering by like an old movie. One moment I was looking at something, and then in less than a split second I would be staring at something completely different. So, we lost them very easily. Ren stopped us at the tomb. It was somehow already dark. Harriett, Kara, and Lauren got there, but we had already started so they just sat and stared. We were piling leaves, dirt, twigs, sticks, mud, bark, flowers, even sprinkling a bit of water on it from a puddle. Harriett mocked us, "Sticks and stones, and bits of trees."
I realized that it sounded like a spell, not that Harriett would know. I countered "Flowers and sticks and dirt and leaves."
Ren continued the resurrection or whatever we were doing. "Let my mother be free!" The heavy stone blocking the tomb slid aside, and all these Egyptian looking guys walked out. Then, the most beautiful person walked out (I was expecting something decaying or whatever). She had dark brown/black wavy hair down to her elbows. Her face was delicate and reminded me of a porcelain china doll. She had perfect red lips, a small nose, and Deep brown eyes that seared right into you.
"This is Rayne." (how she knew that name, I don't know) That was all she said. And that was all that Ren needed to say. Her mother knew exactly why I was here. First, though, her Egyptian guys came out and took Harriett, Kara, and Lauren into the tomb, probably for memory removal or something. I said a quick goodbye to Hannah and Ren, hugging them both. Then I looked into their mothers eyes-and woke up.

P.S.Yeah I know the chant was pretty stupid. And just to let yall know, Rayne is my dream name. In stories and rps and stuff I always call my character that. When I have kids, the first girl is going to be called Rayne. I was twleve at the time of this dream.

Ok, I'm not going to go too into detail, just list the few main parts:

Lately I have been having dreams about random places that my mind has seemed to have made up. For some odd reason I seem to know the places by heart, and can travel through them like I have been to them before. While I'm in the dream I am for SURE I have been there before, though when I wake up I can't seem to determine if I have had that same dream before or if I had actually been to the place. {Basicly I can't quite decifer{sp?} the dream from reality}

I basicly want to know if dreams like these are normal, or if not, then to see if we can define it a bit.

Wow....I never thought of that. I'll have to try it next time!