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[faithin_felix]

I'm pretty sure we all dream and if you say you don't, you just forgot your dream.
Well i just enjoying reading other people's dream, so write your dreams down!
Plus, i've once read that keeping a dream journal helps you remember your dreams and dream more.

Well, my funniest dream in my life was actually a nightmare. Happened when i was like 9.

There was this machine hanging with ropes shaped in a loop and it'd go around like a conveyor belt. There was a line-up which i was lining up in, and we'd have to hang ourselves. so pretty much wait in line to die...scary.

[Jane Doe.]

Hm.

Just a few hours ago..
I was dreaming of my family. We were packing and packing, and then I realise I'm in another place. I'm in a hotel, still in the US, but not sure where. The carpets were dark and burgundy, but there were windows everywhere, and the walls were dingy and yellow. I was walking around, since I just showed up there. I was on the phone, but I am not sure with who. I was walking around trying to find my family, when I walked into the wrong hotel room, and asked if my family was there, and the maid just shook her head. She was on the floor cleaning, so I felt bad for bothering her. I finally found my way to the room, where it's torn apart and my mom is packing quickly, and telling me to hurry up. Of course, I'm confused, since I have no idea why, or where my things were. She tells me we're on our way to Tijuana, and that we're leaving in the morning. I ask her how, and she said it was "not going to be legal, that's for sure." I grunted and start packing.

After packing, I guess I woke up, because the next thing I know I'm in another location. It's day, and it looks like I'm in a mall. I'm chasing after my mum, when she walks into this place that looks like some sort of show of sorts. She had to sign in first, then ran in. I followed her and walked past the man who was holding the sign-in sheet. He just stared at me.

When I get inside, it looks like a big auditorium, and there is a man on the stage in front of a large television set. I was amazed by whatever was shown, is all I can recall.
I felt really dizzy--which felt very real--so I get up, and walk to the bathroom area. I'm followed by what appears to be a staff member of the area, and that only creeps me out, so I try to leave. I'm extremely dizzy and sick, so I don't notice him following me and leading me to the back of this section to have me checked out. He leads me to this machine that is supposed to measure something in my body--I never knew what. I am to just stand there while the machine works. My arms are on this rest, while my legs just hang. I still feel dizzy, so I don't notice that I am purposely elevating my legs, and then I noticed that I'm actually elevating my whole body in front of him. He starts yelling at me, and I then run. When I run, the whole audiotarium staff is running towards the doors trying to keep everyone inside, and then I hear the song Hooverphonic's Battersea playing.