It was late in the evening, I was in the living room of my grandparents' beach house enjoying a get-together with Daneka Stryker and some others - probably just the adults. All was well, when suddenly Daneka's head jerked toward the window. "Rain!" Oh, cool. I like rain. But I could tell she was horrified. She ran outside and ran as fast as she could toward the water. I chased after her, but she ran for her dear life into the stormy ocean.
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I was in the front yard of a large, beautiful house. There was a waterfall and grass, and it was on top of a hill. I went in the front door, and I was nervous. There was a huge spiral-shaped staircase that went up to the second floor. I was ascending the stairs and was going to see the owner on the second floor, where it was dark. My memory is of this dream is obscure. But one thing I'm sure of is that the house belonged to Daneka's father.
Below is a dream from a couple nights ago. I don't know the date.
I was at the O'Dells' house. There was a room that isn't in their house in real life, and in it was a new piece of furniture. It was square, big and brown, and it was probably cushy like a couch. In the middle of it was a circular opening. Dena wanted me to help her stuff Derek into the opening as a practical joke. I wasn't too excited about the idea and was sad to let her down, but I just didn't want to.
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