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		<title>Mall</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Aug 2010 02:08:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Allison</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[All I remember is something about being in the mall.  I remember a white aura to the dream.  I was shopping with Evan, but people were after us.  I felt like I had this dream before.  The mall sort of looked like the Stamford mall.  It was nighttime.  I remember walking through a dark hallway [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=allidreams.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4154960&amp;post=371&amp;subd=allidreams&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>All I remember is something about being in the mall.  I remember a white aura to the dream.  I was shopping with Evan, but people were after us.  I felt like I had this dream before.  The mall sort of looked like the Stamford mall.  It was nighttime.  I remember walking through a dark hallway on the top floor and looking up at the night sky through the skylights.  I remember being in a white room with a jewel on a pedestal.</p>
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		<title>Extension</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Aug 2010 17:22:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Allison</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was on a bus with Tiffany, Shelby, Andrew and Taylor.  I asked them how they all knew each other, and then I realized they all went to the same school.  I was confused as to why Tiffany&#8217;s boyfriend wasn&#8217;t there.  Then I was on skype with them, and they had to switch buses.  I [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=allidreams.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4154960&amp;post=365&amp;subd=allidreams&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was on a bus with Tiffany, Shelby, Andrew and Taylor.  I asked them how they all knew each other, and then I realized they all went to the same school.  I was confused as to why Tiffany&#8217;s boyfriend wasn&#8217;t there.  Then I was on skype with them, and they had to switch buses.  I got confused, and we all laughed.  Then I was there in real life again, and we were in a car.  I asked where we were going, because I needed to get home.  Andrew said we were going to Norwalk.  I figured I could find my way home from there.  When we got there, I wasn&#8217;t sure if we were going further or not, so I stayed in the car.  We were at Shaw&#8217;s.  When we were ready to leave again, Joe came out and got in the car.  We started going away from Norwalk, and I told them I needed to go home.  Shelby said she could drive me home.  She and I started holding hands and hugging and stuff like we were best friends.  I got home somehow and I texted her to tell her I got home.</p>
<p>Then I was at home feeling guilty for faking sick.  I went to go see Pirates of the Caribbean, the musical, (haha) but I couldn&#8217;t remember how I had gotten there or how I had gotten away with it after telling my parents I was sick.  The actors were walking around in character mingling with the audience before the show.  Jack Sparrow came up to me and told me a weird story.  Then he and another guy sat down next to me.  I got up to go to the bathroom.  I went in, and it wasn&#8217;t just a bathroom.  It was a room with a bunch of makeshift beds and a kitchen.  A young girl and a few older ladies that I felt like I knew were in there.  We all agreed that we didn&#8217;t feel like watching the show.  I was glad I wouldn&#8217;t be bored because I had company.  Then I was outside with Evan, and we ran into Susy.  I asked her how she was getting home, and she said the train.  I asked if I could go with her, an she didn&#8217;t really give me an answer.</p>
<p>I also remember a story about two girls who ran into two strange men.  They were afraid that the men were looking for sex.  The men asked one girl to do something for them.  She went and sat under something wooden for a while, and then realized nobody had found her for a very long time.  Then I was her, and I looked out from my hiding spot and saw Shira in a bathing suit, picking up shells on a beach.  The sun was setting.</p>
<p>I also remember something about herding animals.  I was in a dimly lit, upstairs room.  It was blueish dim, not orange dim.  The floor was carpeted, and the walls were white.  There was a lumpy white thing in the middle of the room with a neon-lit yellow-green vortex in the middle of it.  Waves of different animals appeared and I had to herd them into the vortex.  I felt like I was in a computer game.</p>
<p>I also remember my dad making me very upset.  I talked to him about it, but I still felt upset.  I kept telling myself it was a dream because what he said to me was so bizarre, and that when I woke up, everything would be okay.  But I couldn&#8217;t quite convince myself that I was dreaming.</p>
<p>&#8211;</p>
<p>This is the longest, most vivid dream I&#8217;ve had in a while.  I think I&#8217;m finally making progress <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>Orchestra</title>
		<link>http://allidreams.wordpress.com/2010/08/02/orchestra-2/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Aug 2010 20:57:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Allison</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was in orchestra, and we were having rehearsal outside.  We were on a green lawn.  It was overcast.  It was just a second violin section and a bass section.  I was in the second violin section.  We were across from each other.  The principal bassist wasn&#8217;t there, so Vivie got to take his place.  [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=allidreams.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4154960&amp;post=363&amp;subd=allidreams&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was in orchestra, and we were having rehearsal outside.  We were on a green lawn.  It was overcast.  It was just a second violin section and a bass section.  I was in the second violin section.  We were across from each other.  The principal bassist wasn&#8217;t there, so Vivie got to take his place.  She was really happy that she beat Caroline.  In rehearsal, somehow I was talking to Vivie across the sections, and she told me that she took the guy&#8217;s place.  I kept trying to ask her who the guy who was absent was, but she kept giving me answers to different questions instead.</p>
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		<title>Gay Friend</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 13:29:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Allison</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Tiffany and I were at a school of some sort, and we were in the courtyard.  I couldn&#8217;t really tell if it was daytime or nighttime.  The sky was dark, but the sun was out.  We were with a boy in a yellow shirt, khakis and sandals.  He was our &#8220;gay friend.&#8221;  But I told [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=allidreams.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4154960&amp;post=360&amp;subd=allidreams&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Tiffany and I were at a school of some sort, and we were in the courtyard.  I couldn&#8217;t really tell if it was daytime or nighttime.  The sky was dark, but the sun was out.  We were with a boy in a yellow shirt, khakis and sandals.  He was our &#8220;gay friend.&#8221;  But I told Tiffany I thought he was adorable, but I didn&#8217;t like him that much.  She was appalled because he was so sweet.  I agreed that he was really nice, though.</p>
<p>I also remember something about Tiffany asking me if I could bring Dane along to Evan&#8217;s gig so she could go, too.</p>
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		<title>Evil</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2010 15:37:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Allison</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A bunch of other people and me were going to join forces with an evil person.  We sat down and had a meeting with him and his henchmen, but afterward, a few of the others and I decided that we weren&#8217;t going to do it because we didn&#8217;t want to leave our families.  I kept [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=allidreams.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4154960&amp;post=358&amp;subd=allidreams&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A bunch of other people and me were going to join forces with an evil person.  We sat down and had a meeting with him and his henchmen, but afterward, a few of the others and I decided that we weren&#8217;t going to do it because we didn&#8217;t want to leave our families.  I kept thinking of my mom.  I tried to go home, but they left me a note saying they were going to kill me if I didn&#8217;t meet up with them.  The note was hanging on a wall on a ripped piece of white paper.  It was written in red  marker.  I had a small inkling that I was in a dream.  I kept telling myself they couldn&#8217;t <em>really </em>kill me and that I could just go back home, but I ended up going back anyway, as did the others.  It turned out the henchmen knew that what they were doing was wrong, so they told us how to defeat the bad guy.  It was a weird and complicated process, kind of similar to Lord Voldemort and the Horcruxes.  I don&#8217;t remember the details, but I vaguely remember starting the battle.  In one of the battles, we were in a dark room in front of what looked like a movie screen that took up a whole wall.  There were enemies coming out of it.  They took one of our friends, an Asian girl, and they left her red headphones behind.  We were fighting them with glow sticks or something.</p>
<p>I also remember something about running around my old neighborhood.</p>
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		<title>Broken Phone</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2010 15:03:04 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Allison</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was in my backyard climbing rock cliffs.  I had dropped my phone a bunch of times, but it hadn&#8217;t broken yet.  While I was on the cliffs, I dropped it, and it fell on a ledge below me.  I thought that, this time, it would be broken.  I was relieved to see the light [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=allidreams.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4154960&amp;post=355&amp;subd=allidreams&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was in my backyard climbing rock cliffs.  I had dropped my phone a bunch of times, but it hadn&#8217;t broken yet.  While I was on the cliffs, I dropped it, and it fell on a ledge below me.  I thought that, this time, it would be broken.  I was relieved to see the light go on when I picked it up, but then I noticed that the screen was cracked.  A clear liquid came out of it and leaked onto the back of my left hand and burned me.  I ran inside my house with the phone, being careful not to get any more gunk on my hands.  I showed my dad that my phone was broken, and he told me that was too bad because I wasn&#8217;t getting another.</p>
<p>Then I was driving my mom&#8217;s car to camp.  While I was driving, the functions of the brake and the gas were getting all wonky.  Sometimes the break would make it go and the gas would make it stop, and sometimes it would be normal.  It kept switching back and forth.  I thought I should pull over, so I tried to, but when I tried to park, the car kept moving.  I tried to put the emergency brake on, but it was wobbly and it wouldn&#8217;t stay in place.  When the car finally stopped, I got out.  I was in the parking lot of camp.  I looked at the car, and it had three flat tires.  I felt really badly for totaling my mom&#8217;s car, and I was also worried because I needed a way home.  Evan and his mom showed up in big pick-up truck and offered to drive me home.  The truck had a backseat and a tan interior.  Evan kept trying to talk to me, but I was in a really bad mood, so I wasn&#8217;t talking or listening much.</p>
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		<title>CMC</title>
		<link>http://allidreams.wordpress.com/2010/07/27/cmc/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Jul 2010 20:27:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Allison</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was teaching at a summer camp for little kids playing chamber music.  (Like I do in real life.)  It was nighttime, and we were backstage for the concert.  The room I was in backstage was white.  My little brother was in my group, but he was still backstage.  I was annoyed because it was [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=allidreams.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4154960&amp;post=319&amp;subd=allidreams&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was teaching at a summer camp for little kids playing chamber music.  (Like I do in real life.)  It was nighttime, and we were backstage for the concert.  The room I was in backstage was white.  My little brother was in my group, but he was still backstage.  I was annoyed because it was time to go on, and everyone else was on stage.  I asked him if he knew that it was time to go on, and he said yes, but he still didn&#8217;t go on.  He was just sitting on the floor taking his viola out of it&#8217;s case really slowly.  I started yelling at him.</p>
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		<title>Zizaelia</title>
		<link>http://allidreams.wordpress.com/2010/07/24/zizaelia/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Jul 2010 04:00:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Allison</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://allidreams.wordpress.com/?p=316</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[The story started out about a young girl named Zizaelia.  She liked to draw, and she went to a new school.  The school has elevators, lots of windows and looked really contemporary.  It was a really weird school that had some highly guarded secret.  They found out about Zizaelia&#8217;s drawings, which were psychological and weird, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=allidreams.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4154960&amp;post=316&amp;subd=allidreams&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The story started out about a young girl named Zizaelia.  She liked to draw, and she went to a new school.  The school has elevators, lots of windows and looked really contemporary.  It was a really weird school that had some highly guarded secret.  They found out about Zizaelia&#8217;s drawings, which were psychological and weird, and it turned out they had something to do with the school&#8217;s secret.  They tried to catch her and use her to do research, but she caught on that something was odd about them and tried to escape.  She was running through the hallways, and one of the teachers was following her.  She went into the elevator and then came out in an elevator next to it.  When the doors opened, she looked behind her.  The doors had also opened on the other side, too, and they led to a long, pitch black hallway.  A sense of doom overcame everyone.</p>
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		<title>Dying</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Jul 2010 23:00:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Allison</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A friend of my mom&#8217;s daughter, Izzy, was dying.  My family and friends were over at their house so we could spend time with her before she passed.  The house was one story, small and brown.  The hallways were very narrow.  Izzy had locked herself in her room because she was really upset.  The doors [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=allidreams.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4154960&amp;post=313&amp;subd=allidreams&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A friend of my mom&#8217;s daughter, Izzy, was dying.  My family and friends were over at their house so we could spend time with her before she passed.  The house was one story, small and brown.  The hallways were very narrow.  Izzy had locked herself in her room because she was really upset.  The doors were brown wood with gold doorknobs.  Taylor was with me.  We were in the room next door with the door open. We heard the national anthem coming from the TV in her room.  We started singing along quietly.  Then, Taylor began to sing loudly and went into her room.  They sang together for a while, and then Izzy began to cry.  Taylor came out and we went outside where her family was.  Taylor got really angry.</p>
<p>Then I was with Tiffany.  We had both gotten a job at Walmart.  I had my first day, and I hated it.  The next day, we were in the alleyway where the entrance was.  The sun was setting.  The building where Walmart used to be was empty.  I said since I had a closing shift and they had a lot of other people scheduled, I wasn&#8217;t going to go.  I thought they wouldn&#8217;t even notice, so I went home to watch TV at Izze&#8217;s house.</p>
<p>Then I was in one of those psychological online escape games where you have to unlock all the different endings.  All I remember is having to go through a snow tunnel, and you could either push your baby sister through and save her first, go through by yourself and then get her, or set her down and leave her behind.  She was in a pink snow suit.  At the end of the game, I got pecked by a giant bird.  I kept going back to try to get a different ending, but I couldn&#8217;t.</p>
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		<title>Planes</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 09 Jan 2010 17:28:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Allison</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was break time from school, and I was traveling to Florida on my own.  I was in the airport in a waiting room near the entrance.  There were a lot of windows and a bunch of black sofas to sit on.  Everything was gray and black.  I went to the counter to buy my [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=allidreams.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4154960&amp;post=310&amp;subd=allidreams&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It was break time from school, and I was traveling to Florida on my own.  I was in the airport in a waiting room near the entrance.  There were a lot of windows and a bunch of black sofas to sit on.  Everything was gray and black.  I went to the counter to buy my tickets form the lady standing there.  she was an older lady, probably inher 50&#8242;s.  Her hair was graying, but you could tell that she was a blonde.  She was dressed nicely and wearing makeup.  I had to transfer planes a bunch of times, so she gave me a huge stack of tickets that looked like the bus tickets at the Peter Pan bus station.  I asked her if they were in the right order, and she said yes.  Then I realized I had no idea where I was going, and I got really nervous that I would get lost.</p>
<p>&#8212;</p>
<p>My next dream was really vivid and elaborate, but I don&#8217;t remember most of the story now.  I remember some random details, though.  The dream began like a movie that I was watching; I wasn&#8217;t in it.  It was about a boyfriend and a girlfriend and their friends in college and someone was out to get them.  There was a lot of blood, and a lot of people died.  I think the girl died.  Everyone else was cursed so that their bodies were made of sand that disintegrated everything that went on it.  I remember seeing a big, dark city from a bird&#8217;s eye view.</p>
<p>Then I became part of the dream.  It was like I was in the girl&#8217;s place.  We were supposed to go play at a concert, so we all went to get dressed.  I was in a dim room with white walls&#8230; It just looked like a normal bedroom.  I was trying things on from my closet, but then I remembered I couldn&#8217;t wear clothes without ruining them.  Then for some reason I thought that the whole sand thing wasn&#8217;t actually real, and it wasn&#8217;t.   Then I was in my dorm with the boy.  We were in bed together, curled up under the covers.  We were both really happy to be together.</p>
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