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I went on a field trip with the school I spent it with my friend they we're doing an activity of old dances I participated but was not able to talk to I was replaced by a guy I saw a celebrity in their as a kid I knew the lady in charge of the presentation said two Teacher names. I later on went inside this building where my whole school was laying down watching a show I was laying down with my best friend and then later on a guy came back that I didn't like with other people I knew. Then one of the guys I like came complaining to me about my ex n he was gonna lay down next to me but i didn't let him cuz I prefer to be next to my bff so he walked away n then later on I left with her n that's when the dance activity started then I lost her and left and when to eat I ended up in a place where u could eat but u had to have your Own food their was a lot of Hispanics one of them ask me which Hispanic u like the most I said Argentina ones Cuban Spain salvador n then I was eating tacos n another dude ask me you've been eating since little and I was like yeah n I woke up

I'm in a farm house, where I know I Live. My mother is there as she looked forty years ago. I go out for a walk and walk across a path surrounded by rough grass and find a cooked chicken obviously partially eaten by a wild animal. I remember that I didn't put the chicken and other foods away in the cupboard in the outhouse and go back to tell my mother what has happened. She sends me to the shops to buy another, but aI buy a brown feather stuffed cushion instead. When the guests and other members of the family arrive for the invited meal there is a large buffet of food on the table including the remains of the chicken. which I slice off a piece and eat. My mother looks at my questioningly and I shrug and laugh. later I tell people about my mistaking a pillow for a chcken.

I was in an abandoned run down strip mall at night. I was with two other people, they were both young adults, a young man and a young woman. At time I would see myself in the third person, I looked like a vital old man with a strong nose and a head of silver hair. (Though In reality I am 20 years old) We walked into the bowels of the mall and could here the sounds and voices of the city fading behind us. We walked to the end of the corridor and felt an evil presence. Down an escalator at the end of another short corridor was a pile of garbage. in front of it were two dead bodies and a man tall and muscular with a crew cut and pitiless sandy eyes. "What in the name of Christ is going on" I shouted as I ran down the stairs towards him. He acknowledges me with a casual nod and grins. (What he says next is lost to my memory but I remember a chilling fear as a result of his words) Immediately I turned to my companions, I am between them and the killer. "Go get help" A bright light is on their faces yet concealing their eyes in shadow. The girl is two paces from me and the boy a pace behind her. She smile first, a little reluctantly I shift my gaze to the boy and he meets my gaze with a relieved smile. And in a moment they are gone. I turn back to the killer (He says something else that I can not recall) This time his words have no sway. He jogs over to a door in the wall, with a remorseless grin he beckons me to follow. Through the door I got into a small dusty room. The room is small and very dusty filled with metal objects and two metal workbenches in the center. The killer speaks one last time and moves close with his hands outstretched to choke me I assume. I grab his arm and using his momentum throw him down onto the ground. He gets up and continues to assault me. Soon it escalates and he grabs a metal blade. I move in close and disarm him hoping to hold him in check until help arrives. Unfortunately he slips away and now he is slashing and throwing anything sharp he can find at me. I manage to evade him and finally my compassion gives way. I take a long 10 inch blade and drive it down to the grip in his collar bone. He looks at it a moment with disapproval and continues to assault me. Now I am desperate and anything sharp I can find, I plunge into his body. Finally I find a small piece of sheet metal with a tapered edge and drive it into a long wound across his chest where his heart should of been. I throw him over my shoulder and he smashes into the wall and lies crumpled on the ground, a bloody mess. Tears well in my eyes "Why do you live like this aren't you in pain?!" He answers laboring "The pain is great..." Suddenly there is a bubbling sound he pushes himself off the floor and walks slowly toward me. All the metal in him is receding, disappearing into his body until there is no sign of conflict at all. He stands in front of me, puts his arms firmly, almost tenderly on my shoulders "...That is what I want for us" I am shocked no words come to me. He walks me to the door "Wait I have something to show you" He walks around a corner and brings a white towel over to me "look" he says He opens the towel a little bit and I stoop down to see what it is. A can of cat food half opened. light glints off the sharp edges of the lid "Its just cat food I promise" he mumbles as he walks into the shadows of the room. My heart skips a beat and I walk slowly out the door and start down the hall" I take two steps and my heart skips again as I hear from behind me the sound of the metal lid being pulled back from the can.

I'm hungry so I walk to get fast food. When there I get stopped by a crooked cop and his associates. They think I'm their dealer. I get roped into going to get food with them. we do drugs/pot. The cop passes out and his friends want food to. So they decide to stop at some mutual redneck guys house. I order Nepalese food with the cops credit card. End up ordering for an entire household, but not for my self. Every time I try and find the menu its not it. There was a porn mag, a stylised clipboard and a racist joke made to look like menus. We end up waiting for ever for the food. The cop wakes up a leaves several times to smoke pot with his friends. The supposed food comes but the lady drops off a llama, its trainer and thanks me for my big heart. Then we wait some more and I start getting greeted by random circus/carny people that think I'm their new boss and we never got food.

So in my dream my mom said that I needed to wait until I'm seventeen to get my license because then I'll have enough driving experience. And she got me an old beat up ford wth two license plates. And then there was this necklace that this lady called me about and said that I had to hide from my parents. And so I did. Then the lady told my sister she had to download this thing on her computer so the lady could listen to her. And I had this brown bunny that was sniffing for things trying to find the necklace. But the lady said that they used the bunny's own hair to confuse it. Then my dad came in and offered me some food but I said no. Then I pulled my mom aside and told her that annelise's computer is tapped and she made me go through and take the bad stuff off. And then I told the lady I couldn't help her anymore and I showed my parents where the necklace was.

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