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I crash a car and it rolls. I run into my male friends house and drink water from his toothbrush cup in the bathroom. He knocks on the door. I tell him it's me and I will come downstairs. He is ok with this. I go downstairs and sit on the sofa. I am wearing loungewear. He is excited, animated. He is spraying perfume around the room. Being silly. He friend comes in. There are children in the room. No one seems to be aware of anyone else. My friends girlfriend walks into the lounge. She glares at me. I can tell she doesn't want be there. I ignore it. She speak to him then she leaves for work. She has a big purple streak in her hair.

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A dark cloud was approaching my house, and I watched as it covered my house in mid for 5 minutes. Then my family went to some community meeting thing to talk about it. We were in the car park making our way towards the car, the sky was changing colour. I was driving the car home, the sky was now red. It sounds like a bad thing but we thought it was pretty. I saw a blue light, then saw it was a cars headlights. My mam told me not to pull up beside them but I did. It was the car of my famous celebrity (blue and oldish) but they weren't in it. In it was a man with a gun, he shot at the back door of the car and then in an animated voice said "now that ive shot the back door, I'll shoot through the front window". I ducked down and told me mam and brother to do the same. My mam bent her head but not low enough. I heard the shot but didn't see it hit her, but I saw blood coming out of her neck. It was realistic, like as if I couldnt hear or think when I heard the shot, it was a blur.

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I was with a group of friends. We were in a rustic world. The world was of superstition, rogues, and canvas clothes, dirt ‘roads, donkeys and mules that carried goods, and roman soldiers. We were dirty and dusty and talking and mingling when we saw the sentries carting these enormous carts that resembled hay carts only bigger. They were covered in coarse dirty canvas and bound with ropes. We were undoubtedly curios so we followed them for a distance before turning into an abandoned side street where we notice d a huge wooden garden gate that towered about three times as tall as any grown man. It was locked and it seemed like there was a piece of the city hidden behind it and we could find no other entrance nor remember ever having seen this peculiarity once in our lives before. Being the hotheaded adventure seekers we were, we scaled the gate and landed behind it. All we saw was more stucco walls that we assumed was housing and a long open dirty road without any vendors or stalls or donkeys. The only thing we saw in the distance was the form of what appeared to be a misshapen babe. We decided to walk around and try to find the people that lived there but happened upon the babe sooner than we expected. Much to our surprise the sitting babe was nearly as tall as we were and it’s dancing sister who would normally look no older than two or three years loomed a few feet above us. We stared with our mouths agape as we tried to comprehend what we saw. Then we heard it. Rumbling footsteps that undoubtedly belonged to the parent of these abnormal children. Not wanting to meet whatever conceived such anomalies we darted for the gate but found it nearly impossible to scale. We alsotried squeezing through the nonexistent gaps in the slating and near the ground while we cursed ourselves for our rash stupidity. The creature that rounded the corner was huge. But considering that we were all too busy dodging its blows and scrambling to find our way out we had no idea what gender it may have been and whether or not it appeared human. I am still unable to describe how we managed to escape the nether side of the wooden garden gate, but thankfully we did. I do remember watching the solders finish unloading these gigantic canvas wrapped burdens from the huge carts. Donning dirty, abandoned doctors robes my friends and I approached the sentries with an air of confidence. One sentry led us over to the hills that he promptly ordered to be be uncovered for us only ( I may not have mentioned but this huge square was devoid of all but the solders and ourselves). They cut the ropes and the canvas falls and there are several Giant’s carcasses. Some of their bodies look mutilated, burned, and others are just bloody. My friends and I gather our bearings and try to look as professional as possible as we study the bodies. We then walk over to the most mutilated and damaged carcass in order to more closely observes how they killed these creatures (our experience form earlier that day still fresh in our minds.) The solder then asks for my opinion on the body and I scramble mentally for a response as I quickly survey the corpse. I then notice something odd about a bone in the back of the Giant’s hand and I pull it out gently. On a random impulse, I slde the bone into my own hand. Suddenly the carcass becomes animate as it mirrors my movements. I then wake up. What did this mean?

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