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I did not remember anything in the begining or middle of my dream, but at the end of my dream I saw a Man with shaggy brown hair and wore a white t-shirt with brown pants; he was hanging by the egde of a train that was beginning to move and the only words that I remember him saying was "Will you come with me?" While holding his hand out.

Then my alam Clock went off, I never gave him an answer.

Personally i don't know what to think. Some times i might close my eyes and see a short scene or something and minutes, hours, days, weeks, even months later i see the same exact thing except in real life... its sorta weird actually. My mom does sorta the same thing except its more dreams to her. Not only that, my friends say i'm outta there. And when i enter a graveyard or church i get really anxious and want to leave. Same with my garage. Like there is a presence. Oh well, like i said i have no idea WHAT to think.

I dreamt i lost my cellphone. And the next day, I did. stare I really should've paid more attention to that dream.

I have Deja vou. A lot. It really creeps me out, but usually its random things like a bug crawling or someone saying something. My first one is the most memorable. I was walking around my house when I had a feeling that we would be going to a bookstore. So get this the next day my mom took me to the book store to find a new manga. SO I was walking along when I see this girl in a pink sweatshirt say,
"Look there it is!" she then pointed at a manga and ran over to get it. I swear I saw that before somewhere...Neeh ~Is creeped out!
I'm scared of MYSELF!

I love those dreams. I believe in past lives and prophetic dreams. I also think that maybe dreams are memories from past lives and they might be somewhat prophetic. But I'm just weird like that. But I have those dreams a lot. I did have this one once.

okami yamato: I can see ghosts too. I can see the future sometimes too.

But anyways, back to this dream.

I was walking along this alley, it was beautiful. It smelled like a cafe and the street was cobblestone. There were houses on each side of the street and they were all side by side. There were little wrought iron fences in front of the houses on either side of the alley road. I was walking with a man. The top of my head reached his chest (I'm 5' 6") and we were holding hands. He had this kind of warm strength and comfort that emanated from his very core. There were blue birds singing on the fences while we walked. I couldn't see the end of the street, it was kind of like a white haze. But when I looked up at his face, he didn't seem to have one anymore. I remembered in my dream that the man had a beautiful calm face but it seemed to vanish. But after I looked up at him, I seemed to smile and he held me closer to him. But then the dream changed. We were at my school and the stairs were falling off the building while we were on them. And he was holding onto me and we managed to get to the top floor and the rest of the building fell off. But the top floor just kind of floated there with the rubble from the rest of the school under us. He was asking me something but I never got to answer because I woke up.

Kind of like Karabushi's ending. But I think I figured out the dream. There is this guy that I really like and have liked for about two years now. When I first met him he was really nice and funny and considered me to be a friend. But I don't really recognize him anymore because he changed this year and it disturbs me but I still like him. I guess that's what my dream was about. And I think that maybe something will happen and he will keep me safe, that's why he's so important to me.