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Dream about my wedding where the make up artist didn't budget time to do my make-up so i had to go across the street to a YMCA that was celerating some Korean food festival to get make up done. I didn't have a dress to change into and I didn't remember the ceremony moments after it took place. when i finally found my dress, i was transported to this weird house where my fiance's mob leading uncle was carrying a corpse out of the front door. Since I saw them, they decided I was a liability and sent my fiance's crazy asian grandma to kill me

My husband was a police officer. There was a woman in his car. Suddenly people were shooting guns. My husband got on a tall horse and rode it. I kept telling him to get off the horse or he would be killed. The woman in the car had a baby. She was to coward to take care of the baby and handed it to me. She refused to get out of the car. So I took the baby to make sure it would be safe. I kept telling my husband to get off of the horse, he wouldn't listen. Another officer gave me a gun. I was point blank on front of a killer that pointed to the gun towards me, so I shot him. I hid under a white blanket with the baby and anyone who noticed us I shot them. When everything was over I yelled at my husband to get off of the horse. I brought the baby back to the coward. Other and told her its her job to protect her baby and to snap out of it. I told my husband and that woman I never want to see them again. The police officer that gave me the gun told me don't worry you didn't kill anyone I had knock out blanks in that gun. I knew your heart wouldn't handle killing someone, we arrested them all.

this guy that i have a huge crush on (basically in love with) got shot in the heart. it started by us joining a game. the game was kind of weird. it had to do with guns (in a shape of a huge ball), they were everywhere. there were enemies everywhere and some people were trying to hide in the game. my crush and i decided to take a run for it while the guns were going off. he took my hand and we ran underneath the table and hid there. we started talking about our friendship and how he likes me and things. we started talking about other things too and one thing lead to another. and some guy was like "aw, look at the cute couple.... gotcha *shoots*" and he shot my crush in the heart and i started crying really hard and i was trying to clean the blood up but it didnt work because he was dead and it was not going to stay in his heart (you get the idea, haha) what does this mean??

I was about twelve, and my mother was gone, I don't know what happened to her, but my dad was there. We were in Georgia living with my dad's mother and my aunt. My dad and I had to go to Connecticut for me to get a IQ test that was only offered in Connecticut and I needed transcripts for my new school. We got to Connecticut and we were driving a UPS truck around. When we arrived at the testing location, my dad wasn't allowed inside of the building, so I went in and wandered around lost for a while until a man pointed me in the direction I needed to be going. When I was finished, I quickly sped out of the building and to my dad in the UPS truck. I hopped in the back where the packages go, and a cop came up and grabbed my dad. I saw him flail under their restraints, and they cuffed him and took him away. I was suddenly back in Georgia in a wood panel house quivering beneath my aunt and grandmother. I explained to them what had happened and they didn't want to believe me, so they hit me. I heard from the other something calling my name in an eerie way. “Brittany...” “Brittany...” I went into the room to see a bunch of internal organs: kidneys, livers, lungs, and many many others. They were floating in the air, and talking to me. A gallbladder and kidney shut and locked the door, and then they started speaking to me. “Your father created us.” “He said he was going to set us free.” “He said he was going to make us real.” I was quivering and crying, and I didn't know what to do. “We're keeping you until we get free.” I knew I had to think fast, but I didn't know what power these things could really have. I started talking on my feet, “Give me a week. My father is gone, but if you give me one week, I'll get you out of here. I'll get you out, and you can do whatever you want.” The contemplated sounding maniacal and dangerous. The door opened, and I left, making sure to shut it, so the organs wouldn't get out. I locked the doors, and I was crawling through the walls. I connected a line to the room that filled it with water to drown the organs. Then I filled it with poisonous gasses, and I was sure they were dead.

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