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After being given a tour of a work place and abusing the free Nescafé at the surprise and shock of my friend Rebecca, we decide to meet up with a friend outside. There are a lot of people moving outside so it is crucial to find each other later. Me and my sister? Go to pee. I ask her to text our third friend cause I can't find the number in my phone. We find a caravan settlement and my sister begins to rearrange their stuff because she thinks they trashed the place by dumping trash . The man is mad when he discovers this. My sister ends up working for him and cutting off the horns of a bull as a gift to him. The horns turn out to be full of gold. We get to keep the second one. The man and his wife are like our parents now.

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On the first day, I'm walking along narrow path and I come to pass a Mosque where an Imam startles me. He intercepts me, placing his hand on my left shoulder. He impales my shoulder joint with his Tallon and gestures to the Qur'an he is holding. He asks me with hostility: "would you like to hear it in English or Arabic?" To which I answer: "neither" as I free myself from his grip and continue walking briskly. I sense that my audacity has angered him. I look back to gauge my safety and I see the Imam colluding with another person, talking secretly and pointing me out. This other person seems to take instruction and proceeds to follow me. I periodically look back to stay ahead and the person has morphed into the dress of a Catholic priest while having gained some ground on me. I look again and now he is a Presbyterian minister and stalking me like prey. Next glance he is Rabbi and chasing me. Every time I look back the person adorned a different religious attire, many of which were familiar from various Christian denominations I would ordinarily feel comfortable and friendly towards. I manage to stay ahead of the pursuing adversary. The next day I am walking along the same path and approaching the Mosque. I notice that the Mosque looks more like a cathedral and there are no distinguishable features that tell me it is a mosque, however there is no doubt in my mind that it is a Mosque. I become weary that I am nearly at the spot where the Imam cornered me the day earlier, so I look ahead and walk to the edge of the path in hopes to avoid him. Out of nowhere, he intercepts me and impales between my bones with his claw once again. "English or Arabic?" He hisses, as he begins pulling me towards the mosque. "Neither!" I say, as I painfully rip my flesh to get free. Again I briskly walk and am pursued by a shapeshifter. The third and final day I am walking along the narrow path. I have come to expect confrontation as a permanent obstacle. I consider crossing the road to avoid the ordeal, which would be out of my way and slow me down. Then I think to myself "why should I". Why should I make an alteration to my life and routine for such evil? Instead I march fearlessly towards the usual spot. Sure enough, he jumps out hoping to scare me, but I was expecting him. But before he can insert his claw, like a true martyr I offer my shoulder to him with arrogance and willingness to suffer the pain. This robbes him of much satisfaction as latches on. "Which will it be, English or Arabic?" He asks with malice. I look straight into his black eyes and calmly say "of that book I will hear neither, nor any other tongue".

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Had earlier dream about living in an apartment that was improperly constructed which resembled canterbury and I was trying to figure out what the shared walls were. The scene switched to where I was going to a football game that I was supposed to be playing in. I actually jogged past the location and overan the road I was supposed to turn down. Wearing full uniform and equipment, I started running full speed to the next turn. The scenery was a series of empty, goldish wheatfields like a road in Iowa or Nebraska. I turned down a road and started walking back through a field. There was a dog running toward me fast and it looked like its owner was behind it and had let it off its leash. Then out of nowhere came another dog of a different breed running across the field toward the first dog. While the first dog was distracted, I began going the other way. I noticed Qjr behind me and went to grab him before one of the dogs got him. Then I saw a third dog making its way toward me with a mailman walking in the background laughing at my misfortune. I woke up, partly because I had to pee due to drinking a small bottle of water before bed.

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It is dark and I am in a very desolate neighborhood. I am looking for some children. I find them sitting with an old black man on a bench. I can see his teeth really well. He is holding the three children. I get two away from him. Ths toddler runs away as a get it from the grasp of the man. The older child and I are shouting for the child to come back. I realize I can't get the third chid and turn to run after the child who ran away. He is caught and taken away by a tiger.

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I was asleep and i was trying to wake up each time i'd wake up i'd later realise that i am still asleep and that  this is just another dream i woke up again and there was 2 of me , i could see everything from a third perspective as if i am watching a movie the old me from the past was sitting in a chair infront of a risk with what seemed like a very modern computer , thr room was spacious and dimly lit and old me was trying to control me by using the computer telling me to wake up but old me couldnt get me to wake up so future me showed up and sat on the desk saying wake up wake up wake up and present me in thr dream could hear their voices in my head but i still didn't wake up, i couldnt i wanted to but i couldn't but i kept on trying till i actually woke up

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I was in a zombie apocalypse. I lived on an island. I lived in a couple different small remote houses and we would let the zombie parades go by our house. We would wait for every zombie on the island to go by our house for the day. It was like a scheduled event. My brother and his wife (who is pregnant in real life) were gorilla wranglers. One day, I drove from one end of the island to the other to see my parents. While I was staying at their house (the house I live in real life at 22 years old), a couple zombies started banging on the front door. We ran inside while my father went to dispose of them. I realized there were 2 more at the back door. My mother went out back to handle them. She stabbed the first one in the brain and proceeded to do the same with the second. Only it just dropped the second one for a minute. The second zombie appeared to be just slightly fazed by it. Watching from the inside, I saw a third zombie attack my mother from behind while she was wondering how this second zombie could still be "alive." I ran outside to help but it was too late and the third zombie was eating my mother's brains. I killed it. The second zombie was still alive so I tried stabbing it in the head but when I did, it's skull was filled water and was translucent. She just looked up at me and laughed. I felt cheated and that it was not worth caring about because it's impossible to kill this zombie.

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I had a dream that i was kidnapped along with my sister friend and my sisters friend. we were taken to a random house. at this house girls that got taken to “the bathroom” got raped. my friend got taken there, i told them i was sorry that i couldn’t protect them. then my mom came and the kidnappers make it look like we weren’t kidnapped. my mom tried to give me my phone but i couldn’t hide it so i gave it back to her before the kidnappers could take it. then the kidnappers gave us a second to sit outside and talk to her (when we went outside we were at my grandparents house, the rest of the house was new to me though). we sat outside with her and she said when ever she got a chance she would get us out of there. since it was my grandparents backyard i knew there was a way out. when i said that a was stung my arm, followed by two others. the first one i pulled out hurt the second barely hurt and the third i didn’t feel. then i woke up.

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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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