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Last night I dreamed that I were killed. I moved to a new city I guess, coz I was together with hundred of people who were checking the area around. But the place was surrounded by electrical wire (similar to a prison garden) and in the middle was a playgound for children. A boy called Niel (about 15 years, he was younger than me there), which I have never seen before even in real life (even the name I’ve never hear) he was the most active in the playground, specially in the night where even professional detectives had to search for him. But he became step by step angrier and had bad habits to not respect people. One morning, it happened that we discovered some dead bodies outside of the camp where we were living (it just stopped to rain and the bodies sat in a water patch) We went to them but it never came out who did it to them (I started then to watch that boy more closely and following him, not physically, more like 2 eyes that were always above him and watching everything he does.) And when I saw his first kill, he started to follow me back physically. I wasn’t stressed until more dead bodies were found, and I stopped to get out of the camp. But the boy was also killing people inside, so nowhere I was safe. Then I should be the next one. And I run and run and run ( I even gave him other people to kill instead of me, maybe he’ll give up on me ). But he didn’t touched them, he just followed me. I searched for a good knife ( I had to choose from my real life kitchen set ) and I gave the knife to someone to kill him for me. But he refused and I took another knife to stabb him. But as many stabbs I wanted to give, the knife didn’t want to get inside him at all. It felt like a glitchy plastic where the knife goes up and down, right and left, just not inside. Then I looked up at him and his face became green and got bigger, I guess he had even horns, and he was smiling at me. Then he run at me (without moving his legs) and stabb me in my chest and neck and let me die while everyone around just stare at me. After this, I don’t remember anything very well, but I had the feeling that I confessed something and I return back to live by wacking up in the real life (full scared,with heart beat, and also I felt I was moving in my bed while running in the dream).

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I was in a room I have never been in before, I looked around only one time. All I remember is a chimney in front of me, coming out of the wall a shelf going around the chimney about standing height. The shelf went all the way around the room, the shelf had an arrangement of crosses and biblical symbols and books across the shelves. I was taking picture frames out of a box. All of which had either Jesus or holy scripture written all over them, and each one I tore off a piece of paper from the back of the picture frames. I got to the 5th picture and it was just Jesus praying, and my oldest sister came into the room, I couldn’t see her, and she started reading satanic scripture. Something like “oh unholy god come forth and bless thee, his tainted soul has prohibited us for long enough.” She continued speaking scripture for at least 5 minutes. I didn’t even turn around I just held the picture of Jesus praying. I looked up at what was a symbol, and it started bleeding from the wall. Just as that happened my oldest sister finished reading the scripture with “oh great one, come and bless us with your hands, reach out and grab him from our lives.” Just as she finished I felt a hand grab my head and pull me back, I woke up from my dream instantly with goosebumps starting at my head and running down my body as I watch my door close in front of me and a dark figure stand right behind my book bag hung up on the door. The figure just stood their whispering something and when I tried to get closer to listen it screamed at me “get back you unholy beast!” I jolted back seeing its face for a second. It wasn’t human at all, with long dark black crimson horns protruding from its skull. With a face that I saw in a dream when I was 11. I had this exact dream when I was 11 as well and again when I was 13. This is the third time happening and it’s been 4 years from than. Only this time it materialized so I could see it. Just as I was writing this a blank phone call came through my house phone.

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It was night time and there were people gathered very rowdy and intoxicated huge Loud loud evil heavy music I've not heard before was blaring all around me along with people yelling and talking laughing and screaming at eachother and meanly hurling insults. Huge fires in fire pits and it was like some sort of wild bonfire party. But these people were not nice they were rowdy fighting screaming and all sorts of bad things were happening. They gathered around me in a big circle myself with arms tied behind my back and I was disheveled and bleeding from my nose and beat up but not crying. I remember two woman sitting on giant pair of Buffalo Horn mounted on a tall doorway we were in a hastily built structure big enough for a crowd to form the circle around me. The woman were jeering at me calling me names and then people began pushing me some spit on me tearing at my clothes. I was beligerant and caught the eye of the women they were dressed like cowgirls I remember. I remember I said how could you do this I am a woman just like you. They laughed and mocked me. I was raped by men beaten and I didn't cry or stop fighting even when they had me down and the men took turns I didn't cry. Then I was alone everything was gone I just remember miles and miles of dirt and dust blowing all around my body but I wasn't in my body anymore I was looking down at it from above. The silence was awe striking.I think I must have been dead.

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