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I had a dream about being in Switzerland with 2 Swiss gangsters of Turkish origin and Michael Corleone. We were in a hotel looking for a man named Federico. We came in demanding money from him with Michael being the most stern out of all of them. The gangsters then almost beat him to death. We then left the scene and me along with the Swiss Turk gangsters to the nearest train station. I then left alone and was probably in a random ghetto Los Angeles neighborhood sitting in a car bypassing a barber shop listening to a Drake song which does not release yet in real life.

My boyfriend Attilio came to my house, all was well laughing and having a good time, everything seemed to be bright. An unexpected guest arrived a girl named Amelia which he's been "best friends" with for a couple years now. I felt uncomfortable when she arrived because i don't like her very much. She goes to my bedroom where my boyfriend is laying in my bed playing video games and closes the door behind her and lays in my bed with him, no matter how hard i tried to confront the situation they ignored me, like i was completely invisible. Then they come out of the bed room and sat on my couch, covered themselves with my blanket and started cuddling, by this time i was infuriated and the lights and colors of everything around me started to dim. I started to hit and scratch my boyfriend , there was no response. He could feel me hitting him and even looked at me but said and did nothing at all. After realizing there was nothing i can do i go back to my dark room and lay on my bed with the video game still on in my bedroom for some reason they were speaking fluent spanish.

I am in the point of view of a boy from my school named Kurt. We are in a creepy commercial about injuries in the 1970's. The shooting of the commercial is during a strange time. It was made to run away from the current world that we barely survive or are afraid of. I am the father of in the stereotypical happy family shown in commercials. The commercial is also secretly an FBI investigation. I then show up at my neighbor's boor who is a murderer with my little daughter and son planning to kill the housewife because I slept with her and she acts like an evil step-mom. The kids want to stab her in the face. We magically knock the door from behind their tree in the lawn. A mangled body is thrown out the door that is not the wife even though we thought it was at first. All laughter stops, and my children begin to scream very hard. There is suddenly a complete eerie silence. A loud scary noise is heard as the house bends which strangely forms an occult sign. The murderer rises out of the occult roof shape by floating. He can control our bodies and wants to mutilate more people. He wants to send my daughter to find more people to kill. She is screaming at the top of her lungs as he touches her face. Objects begin to move around, and blood is slowly pouring on the sidewalk.

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