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Me, my boyfriend and my friends boyfriend had all gone on a residential kind of trip and my friend couldn't make it but her boyfriend still came, we were put into rooms, i had to share with my friends boyfriend and my boyfriend was on his own in a room. the first night we were there, me and my friends boyfriend cuddled up in bed and then i slowly started falling in love with him, a few days later i was talking to my boyfriend and i told him that i loved him but i was falling in love with my friends boyfriend . he started crying and it hurt me that i'd upset him but that night i still went and slept with and kissed my friends boyfriend , then my friend eventually made it to the trip and she shared a room with us and her boyfriend had to pretend he was still in love with her when actually he was falling for me.

1. There is a large cliff/cavern that I touch and it explodes. The rock hurtles towards a crystal box that contains a small delicate, white flower. I try to stop the rocks although I can feel that I am not present in the room. I feel as if I am panicking and that my whole existence depends on this flower. The rocks smash the crystal box but somehow miss the flower. I feel myself attacking the rock, using brute force to push it away from the flower. Eventually I get buried by the rock and the last thing I can see is the flower with rocks falling all around it. I always wake up sweating and out of breath.

I'm in a large room with my best friend for 20 years, we are looking for something or trying to stay away from something. All of a sudden chairs and desk begin to fall over around a doorway and out of the corners of our eye we see something but there is no one there. This invisible person grabs my friend and prevents him from moving. I grab a laptop nearby and hit something close to my friend. He then tells me that nothing is holding him now, and that's when I feel something pressed against my face breathing. I try to move it but the invisible skill just stretches.

There is a special country that is oceanside and a long, long, winding road that leads alongside the water and reaches a hill that is steep and difficult to manage. Eventually the steep hill which I climb brings me to a an opening that is fragmented and filled with people camping there. I go further along the pathway and come to the opening grassy hills where I like to camp. My brother is sleeping there and he comes and stays in the cabin with me. I also meet 2 older woman who are beautiful and they ask me to join them to go to church.

I walked dowwntown at night by myself past a store a few times. The store was set below street level and you had to walk down a staircase to get to it. A few other young peoplevwent in there but I never did. Eventually I walked back to a car, and a middle-aged Native man that O didn't know was standing under a the light of a street lamp near the car. He had long dark hair that was tied back in a pony tail, and was wearing light wash dirty jeans and an old grey, dark green, and red sweatshirt. He tried to talk to me but I jumped in the car and locked the doors. I hid on the floor curled up so he couldn't see me. Facts about kidnapping went through my mind. I tried to call my dad but then I tried calling 911. No one answered the phone. I cpuldn't drive away because I didn't have the keys or a driver's license that allows me to drive alone. At some point the Native man got in the car but I don't know how. I didn't let him in and he didn't open the door. He started driving the car away and I asked him to let me go, but he wouldn't. He was now wearing a blue button down shirt and his hair was down. He staryed talking to me, and told me he was taking me somewhere nut wouldn't say where. I thought about more kidnapping statistics and that I probably would never see my parents again. I tried to figure out how to escape but I couldn't think of any solutions.

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