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Was outside around a truck with my brother, sister-in-law,cousin, and husband. I was off to the side by myself when a skunk walked up to me. I was terrified it was going to spray me but I so I stayed very still. My husband yelled for me to not move. After this moment he is no longer in my dream. The skunk stayed beside me a few minutes even blew in my face which I thought was spray so I closed my eyes and then realized it didn't smell. It then kept blowing in and out a few times like smelling my scent and then began to rub against me wanting affection. I let it do this for a few minutes then walked away into a house. The skunk followed me around and I couldn't get away from it. It kept wanting me to pet it but I was still scared. I tricked it and it was back outside and I was in the house when I heard someone yell. I walked back out and my cousin was on the back of the truck and the skunk then sprayed him. Then the topic changed to only me finding out my brother was cheating on my sister in law with a girl I know that has a reputation for sleeping with married men. This was very surprising for me since I would never expect it and I was conflicted of whether I should tell her because she is one of my friends and I didn't believe it. Then my cousin did or said something and my brother came to me and said now he's going to use this against me and say he saw me and Elizabeth in that driveway the other night. When he said that I knew he was cheating because it had nothing to do with what my cousin had done and he was trying to cover his tracks. That's all I remember.

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I was in school. College perhaps, because I recall being able to call the teacher "professor." I think, even, that the teacher in question was one of my teachers from college. Liz, we called her. Her first name was Elizabeth. I can't even remember what her formal 'teacher name' would be. She was always just Liz. My class and I had a project to do. A last-minute, end of the year project that was thrown together due to poor planning on the professor's part. I had to go to a particularly large classroom - literally quite grandiose, with stacks of bookshelves for some reason lining the walls - and I had to put on a performance for a class of younger students. We were tasked with performing Star Wars - just the first movie, Darth Vader and all that noise. But we had no costumes. Nor did we have any preparation. We had to do it right then. The only costumes we could find were (and this may be dangerous to say around these parts)... animal costumes. Fur suits. All I can remember was being mad. That wasn't what I signed up for. I was failed by the educational system. Failed by my professor. I remember yelling about it, making a scene, in front of the audience, about how much of an utter disgrace the whole thing was.

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I am out in a field at night. The area is flat, with sparse vegetation. The horizon is dotted with scraggly trees, very far away. I am alone. I walk for a long time, with no particular destination. After a while, I see a figure on the horizon. As I I draw closer, I see it is a little boy, dressed in Elizabethan era clothing. As I approach him, he smiles. He pulls a journal of drawings seemingly out of no where, and shows me some pictures. A sickening feeling washes over me as I realize his drawings are all mocking the Holocaust. There are pictures of the deceased, and Nazi soldiers. I look back at his face to find him still smiling at me, but this time is seems evil.

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I was Queen Elizabeth's long lost daughter whom she gave up for adoption. And I was a journalist. And I visited her. And she pretended she was happy to see me an speak to me and get to know me. (BTW, I had to get my hair cut short and dress like a boy to actually get in because apparently The Buckingham Palace don't allow women to enter.) The reason I know she 'pretended' to like me was because I overheard her make a call to some assassins. She was scared I would write an article about being her daughter and wanted to get rid of me.

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