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I was at home and I wanted to make sure everything was secure so I started checking to make sure the doors were locked and I noticed the back door was open and I felt a breeze coming through the door. I became afraid and tried to close the door but I couldn't. the wind coming from outside the door was preventing me from closing the door. I tried to attach the lock on the door it was like a button and would not fasten because the wind kept pushing it open. the wind was very strong I became afraid of something trying to get inside. my youngest sister Tan was sleeping in the bedroom and I tried to scream for her to help me but I could not get the words out so I beat on the wall where she was sleeping to wake her and she got up. I held open the door and felt something in the air it was like a fold in the wind and it made me afraid so I asked my sister to feel it too. we both tried to shut the door.

Four o'clock comes. Leaving me in dry sweats accompanied by uneasy breathing. I find myself searching the room as if this man were still in my presence. The strong, yet easy echo of his words still ringing in my ears. Disoriented I lay there unwilling to move, welcoming the cool breeze of the fan as it caresses my face. "Come with me, I'll show you the way" I couldn’t see his face, but there was a hint of a smile to his voice. His hand extended towards mine. As I lay sprawled on the floor with no clear memory of how I had gotten there. I was beaten, and I was afraid. Cautiously I looked for him, but still only found his hands - "But, I cant see you." I stated. "You don’t need to, just trust me." He replied. Our hands meet with some confusion, but he draws me towards him with impressive strength. This is where i wake up. My blood rushing from adrenaline, it was comfortable, and dangerous in one. For when gentle sins meet one another, worlds collide. when he starts speaking is where my dream starts, the part I remember anyway. And the last sentence I swear that I heard his same melodic voice whiper it to me after I had already woken. Also, it might help you know that I lucid dream, most of the time unwilling,

I'm walking through a bright forest. The trees seem to shine in the summer light and the grass is soft against my feet. In my arms is my little cousin. she is in a green shirt with grey shorts on and surrounding me are the people I care about. My 'family' of sorts. My best friend and the person I love is standing on my right. She in in a baby blue dress that looks like the sky. Indigo mixes with the dress giving it a beautiful shade. My younger sister is on my left in a dark purple blouse lined with dark blue. She is wearing black jeans and her hair is flowing in the small breeze. She is laughing with my cousin. My cousin is in a white dress with a yellow ribbon around the waist and her hair is in a pony tail. In front of us, leading the way is my other cousin, and he is wearing a red dress shirt with blue jeans. He makes his way through a small arch created by two trees who's branches twist together and make a pathway. We each enter it and I take notice I am wearing. It's a simple white dress with orange on the straps and a orange ribbon around the waist. I am holding my baby cousin in one arm and in the other a blanket. My cousin puts down the basket he was holding and takes his sister from me as I set out the blanket. We begin to eat and talk, enjoying time together. Time passes quickly and soon we start swimming in a lake nearby. It took up about 1/3 of the meadow and glistened in the sun. I am sitting with my best friend on the blanket when I hear a shot. Looking around frantically I see my sister fall in the water and red pool around her. My cousin who was standing near her screams her head off and runs to my sister through the water only for another shot to sound and her fall. By this time me and my other two cousins are trying to get together but my baby cousin trips and is gunned down. Me my friend and cousin are all together and crying when we start to run. Just as another shot sounds my cousin ducks in front of my friend and takes the bullet for her. We mourn for him but soon start running. We are now lost in the woods and cannot get out and I feel a tugging on my arms to see my friend with a hole in her stomach. I weep as she fades away and start running. Darkness comes and soon a blood red moon rises in the sky. I once again feel pulling but as my arms, legs and dress. I look around to see the dead corpses of everybody pulling at me. Old cut scars now are bleeding and my blood mixes with theirs. I start screaming and crying before becoming weak and letting myself fall into their clutches and waking up after hearing the familiar shout of a gun-shot.

I was outside acting as if I was a football player again, training running sprints like I was getting ready for the football season. I had a trainer and a real life football player with me training and being coached and motivated. The scene was strange. It was dark, rocky and red around like we were in hell. We started running sprints. Suddenly I was alone. The setting changed. It was in dark woods. It was hazy, black and grey and had a light breeze. I started running and I would fall. I'd get up again, start running and fall again. I kept trying and I'll fall. Then I seen light. It led out of the dark woods. I ran towards it and fell. Got back up, ran closer to the light and fell. Then an angel appeared. It was a lady angel. Her back was to me her wings flared out and arms spreaded out leading me towards the light. I got up ran and fell. Got up ran and fell until I eventually got to the light from the dark woods and then I woke up from my dream.

I was a boy with short black hair and blue eyes. I was in WWII. All I can remember right now is I was on a beach looking for survivors. There was a lot of debree, but there was no one around. I finally found a dog under what looked like to be a dresser. It was a medium size with long white fur with caramel spots. I looked at my friend and pointed out her dog. Everything flashed black and the beach was full of people and large trucks with storage areas. I was frantically running around looking for the dog from earlier, the same dog. I found it standing next to all my friends and I was a girl again. The dog was standing next to a close friend and I ran over and hugged it. The dog was wearing what looked to be a kelp necklace with little white flowers on it. I tried to get it to come with me but my grind stopped me because that dog was her slave now. I then volunteered myself to be a slave also to be with my dog and I ran around on all fours.

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