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It started out with a zombie apocalypse,

It started out with a zombie apocalypse, I didn’t see any zombies I just knew it. I’m out in the hot summer run in a lush green forest, looking for food and shelter. There’s a rustle behind me and I turn, hunter’s knife in hand and it’s an older man with a little kid hiding behind him. They look hungry, hungrier than me. I ask him why dosent he try out for our district’s competition. Sure it’s a zombie apocalypse but we still had a form of government. And this one held a competition twice a year for the common people to live in the capital if they won, runner ups get food. We travel to the compound where it’s being held. Like a metal auditorium, small and the steel is surprisingly not boiling hot. I trained the little girl in preparation for the competition, I’ve grown close with her and her dad. Revealing I had competed when I was 16 and won. But now I was living as an outsider. The compound soon fills with families also competing. We get sat next to a redhead family, I can tell something is off with the dad by the way he sighs as he watches his young twin daughter play. We fill out paperwork as the 13 or so judges come in and take their seats. I recognized a few but one knew me. He smiles and tilts his head in a respectful way. I turn away feeling my face go red. First is the kids spouting off facts about our government. Next to compete are the fathers. They’re made to kill zombies, the red head father almost died. A zombie aiming for his neck, I kicked it away from me and the girls and the guy I’m with kills it. The night ends, the judges leave but we are made to sleep on the steel benches and dirt floor. There’s a small lamp, I remember someone once telling me the capital uses these little lamps to signal for electricity. Turning it off is considered a crime. I’ve competed before, I know what comes the next day. I know I’m the only one awake, I turned it off to give me an extra leg up in tomorrow’s competition. Then it’s tomorrow, everyone wakes. No one notices the lamp. The judges come back, the one I know personally gives me a smile as he sits. I hear whispers. The capital holds this event twice a year because they’re struggling to keep people alive in their secluded area. It’s true. I used to live there so I know it is true. I say nothing, no one can know I competed before. I need to help the little girl and her father, they’re my friends. It’s time to complete. I look over at the tired red headed father and know immediately what he is thinking. I whisper to him, don’t kill yourself, your daughters and wife need you. He looks surprised, I shrug and get down from my seat and stand near his wife. There’s a song we are meant to sing but the tablet with the lyrics isn’t working. There’s no electricity, I made sure of that. I know the default song, it’s the district’s anthem. They have us sing it while they wrote our scores. I sing soft for the parts I know I won’t get right and belt out the parts I know I can nail. This is how I was taught to sing. By the judge that I know. He looks proud I remembered his teachings from when I was younger. I hold back a grimace. They give us our scores, we have to add them together. There’s comments left next to the scores. I notice the judge I know left me a x8. I can multiply my entire score by 8 to get the highest score and win. He leaves me a flirty compliment. The dream ends before I can get my final score.

Most of my dreams have been involving

Most of my dreams have been involving me being attacked or me running or me fighting I get flashes of Dereck kissing a woman or women it's always dark in my dreams meaning there's no lights or lamps on its always night time in my dreams and in some of my dreams I scream "Dereck come back"

I dreamed I was walking home from

I dreamed I was walking home from work. A woman I know drove up in a small blue car like a Volkswagen Beetle but not a beetle. She was with two other women I did not recognize. She told me they were going to try a new restaurant that has just opened and wanted to know if I wanted to join them. I eagerly agreed and got into the car. We drove only a small bit before arriving at a small run down neighborhood. The restaurant sat in the middle of the block and looked like a large two story house made out of the same material as a pencil eraser, and when you touched it it jiggled like jell-O. We went up to a door just up a short step but when we opened the door their was a bald man wearing a tank top T shirt and black cargo pants talking about stock options. We eventually found another door similar to that one on the other side with a smaller door on the ground next to it. By ringing the bell on the small door a Little person came out cursing and swearing and ran up the stairs, unlocked the door, then ran back into the little door. We went in a found a huge dark restaurant. They had a steak bar, sea food Liquor, everything you could imagine and our table was piled high with all kinds of food. We ate and laughed and had a really great time. I was getting full and wanted to leave but they were not done yet. So I left. I walked out and it was late afternoon. I crossed the street to find the scene had changed. The side walk I stepped off of was still a little run down neighborhood, but now the street was cobble stone and lined with Gas light style street lamps. Across the street was a thick tropical jungle. It was getting dark the further across the road I walked. Suddenly two large elephants burst out of the jungle and were wrestling in the same way people wrestle. They clutched each other and fell over then started rolling towards me. I just had time to jump out of the way and step up on the opposite side walk. The scene changed again. It was dark at this time and the street was lined with these depressing buildings made of dark crumbling stones. I stepped into an open doorway. When I stepped in, I found a low ceiling room, dirt floors, crumbling stone columns rising up from the floor. In the center of the room were these kids dressed in, what I interpreted, as school uniforms from the turn of the 19th century. They all looked very demented and dangerous, either staring blankly at the walls, or grinning an evil and crazy grin. A woman was there dressed as a nun telling them of the importance of balancing a check book. I remember saying something like, "I'm in the wrong place", and turning to leave. When I turned I was looking at a girl who appeared to be around 14 years old. She had black hair and eyes and tan skin. I walked past her heading for the door i came in and could feel her following me. Suddenly she ran up and bit me on my right shoulder blade. When I turned around to see what had happened she was blonde, with blue eyes and pale skin and had blood dribbling out of the corner of her mouth. That was when I wok up. I swear I had not had a drop of alcohol or any drugs. LOL

Last night I dreamed there were two

Last night I dreamed there were two sisters; one was around five the other was about sixteen. The older one had dark colored skin (a few degrees darker than caramel, but not as dark as chocolate) with brown eyes and thick black hair that fell to her back. I never actually saw the younger one, but she had a presence. I was wearing this white dress with a ribbon around the middle. I was suppose to protect them both from a stalker, I think I was hired. The stalker had already gotten to them once and it resulted in the older sister getting raped and now he was trying to get to them both, whether to kill them or worse. Anyways, we were moving quickly to another safe house. When we got there we rushed inside because I thought we were being followed. Inside the House was almost all white, even the steps on the staircase (of which there was only one). There were no lamps and the only light seemed to come from a large window above the door we just entered. The light illuminated the wall we were facing which had only three things of note. One a staircase, which was also white to the point where you wouldn’t be able to see it without the shadowed outline of the steps. Two, a romanesque doorway with no door that was to the left of the staircase. Three, a white door at the top of the staircase. The only color was the floor, which was a glossy, rich deep reddish-brown wood. There was a banging from the door behind us and without turning around we ran up the staircase and through the door at the top. as the door swung shut I saw the Man and about twenty others, dressed as security personnel, siege the House. He was older and tall with salt with pepper hair and dark, glittering, eyes that were so dark you couldn’t tell where the pupil was. His face was lined, though not heavily, a little around the eyes and mouth. I saw a lot before the door closed. We faced another problem in the shape of three identical doors. We chose one at random and continued to flee through the House. Door after door after identical door we ran. eventually we came to a small room. It looked like a child’s bedroom, the walls were purple and pink and there was a twin bed covered with stuffed animals. There were two windows that I planned to be our escape. Before we could leave I had to go back and lock all the doors we came through. This was of vital importance in the dream because i thought it would buy us time. So I told the girls to stay put and back I went through the endless maze of doors, back to the first door. As I locked it, I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and knew I didn’t have much time. So I quickly worked backwards hoping the locked doors would slow them down and I would have time to make it back to the girls and out of the window. One of the doors lead to a pale bedroom with a king sized bed and with a pair of french doors on one side that would serve as my shortcut. I turned my back to lock the door, but it took longer to lock because the hinges were loose so I had to lift the door to lock it. As I turned towards the doors that were to be my escape, I panicked… They were blocked. A white vanity covered my only other escape route. The top of the vanity was covered with small nick-nacks such as glass bottles, small statues, books, and jewelry. I didn’t know how it could have happened because a few minutes before the doors were unobstructed. I rush over to move it out of the way, knowing I spent too much time already because I could hear doors faintly crash open behind me. I notice that no matter how hard I pushed against the table it wouldn’t budge, fear seized me when I noticed it was bolted to the floor. I was confused and terrified. Confused because I didn’t know how the vanity could have moved there or how it could have been bolted down without me knowing; terrified because my only other means of escape was through the door I just locked. A chuckle filled the room. It was deep and cold and numbing all at once and what was worse was that it wasn’t from me. I turned to see the Man leaning against the frame of the door behind me. “What do we have here?” His voice was accented, British, I think. He sounded amused and curious, though, like I was some strange animal not behaving as it should. He approached me with swagger and nonchalance, knowing very well that I was trapped and well past the state of panic and barely keeping it together. I knew then what it was like to be a cornered animal; standing in front of him stock still, heartbeat rising along with adrenaline. While I was panicking he just smiled at me. It was a predatory smile and I slowly started backing away. I knew I could not go anywhere, he knew it too, and his smile widen when I ran into the vanity. the baubles on top jangled. When he got within arms reach and politely said, “Pleasure to meet you.” That snapped me out of whatever weird, hypnotic fear I was in and I reacted instinctively and impetuously. I reached behind me and grabbed statue from the vanity behind me. He was shocked and stumbled back. Using this to my advantage I foolishly tried to move the vanity. I heard a laugh behind me. He had recovered and was chuckling at my sad attempts at escape. I was still facing away from him and a sense of hopelessness washed over me. I felt him come up behind me and say, “Are you quite done?” I lowered my head and I felt his hand on my shoulder as he slowly made me face him. He took out this wickedly sharp knife and started playing with my dress. “Such a shame to ruin such a lovely dress.” The blade pierced the fabric at the back of the dress and I felt the cool metal graze my skin. I could not take it anymore so I turn around and tried to get as far away from him as possible. I made my way across the room hoping to unlock the door on the other side. I only got a few steps before my legs gave out and I sank to the floor. I sat there, holding what was left of my tattered dress to by body, as he walked around me. He crouched down and I looked up at him. I was so afraid I was tearing up “Please, don’t. Just please.” He just smile and touched my face, I tried to flinch but he held my head in place. “Come now, that’s enough of that.” he said, and he drew my face towards his and then… I woke up.

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My house starts to catch fire because

My house starts to catch fire because of shotgun shells on fire. My dad helps the shells burst by lighting a match and throwing it on the crates. I yell at my dad to get my stuffed bear that was my grandpa’s to save and he tells me that it is too late, everything is already on fire. I yell at him wondering why he lit the match. I hide behind my brothers truck when the shells burst. Afterwords, I go into the house to see what all is damaged. In my room, my laptop, lamps, bed and pictures are all burnt. The only things left are stuffed animals including my grandpa’s stuffed bear. I am relieved but still sad that my clothes and other belongings are destroyed.

I had a dream that my daughter

I had a dream that my daughter Annie who had just had a baby three days before got really really sick almost like she was dying and I couldn't understand why I was having this bad feeling. I was at work with her on my mind just about all day when I got off at 11:00 PM I got home my phone chimed there was a phone number I did not recognize, I pushed back so that the phone number would ring back to the number it came from my daughter answered the phone I said hi baby how are you, she said mom I'm in the hospital my blood pressure is (202 / 115) they thought I was in preeclampsia they thought I might have a stroke or heart attack or seizure so they admitted me In the hospital, how was it that I thought about my daughter being sick and waking up and this is what happened

I really like the room where I

I really like the room where I spend my nights, but sometimes in my dreams there’s a much more beautiful one. It has a very big balcony with a view at he sea and it’s bigger than mine. It’s lighter and it also has a wide window from where you can see the mountains and a country landscape, too. Its walls are light blue and there are nice pictures hunging from them. In one side, there’s a huge bed covered by a patchwork cover, and small lamps on the bedside tables. There’s a small white rug on the wooden floor and plenty of books on the shelves opposite to the bed. I hope one day this dream will come true!

I have this re-occurring dream where I

I have this re-occurring dream where I am sat in an area of a park. it is night time and has been snowing. the area is lit up with old fashioned lamps and I am surrounded by benches with friends and family on. I then hear a voice which says ‘its your choice, pick one’ then it is as if someone touches my shoulders then I wake up. However when I look at the clock it is always 2:00am.