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I was in an abandoned run down strip mall at night. I was with two other people, they were both young adults, a young man and a young woman. At time I would see myself in the third person, I looked like a vital old man with a strong nose and a head of silver hair. (Though In reality I am 20 years old) We walked into the bowels of the mall and could here the sounds and voices of the city fading behind us. We walked to the end of the corridor and felt an evil presence. Down an escalator at the end of another short corridor was a pile of garbage. in front of it were two dead bodies and a man tall and muscular with a crew cut and pitiless sandy eyes. "What in the name of Christ is going on" I shouted as I ran down the stairs towards him. He acknowledges me with a casual nod and grins. (What he says next is lost to my memory but I remember a chilling fear as a result of his words) Immediately I turned to my companions, I am between them and the killer. "Go get help" A bright light is on their faces yet concealing their eyes in shadow. The girl is two paces from me and the boy a pace behind her. She smile first, a little reluctantly I shift my gaze to the boy and he meets my gaze with a relieved smile. And in a moment they are gone. I turn back to the killer (He says something else that I can not recall) This time his words have no sway. He jogs over to a door in the wall, with a remorseless grin he beckons me to follow. Through the door I got into a small dusty room. The room is small and very dusty filled with metal objects and two metal workbenches in the center. The killer speaks one last time and moves close with his hands outstretched to choke me I assume. I grab his arm and using his momentum throw him down onto the ground. He gets up and continues to assault me. Soon it escalates and he grabs a metal blade. I move in close and disarm him hoping to hold him in check until help arrives. Unfortunately he slips away and now he is slashing and throwing anything sharp he can find at me. I manage to evade him and finally my compassion gives way. I take a long 10 inch blade and drive it down to the grip in his collar bone. He looks at it a moment with disapproval and continues to assault me. Now I am desperate and anything sharp I can find, I plunge into his body. Finally I find a small piece of sheet metal with a tapered edge and drive it into a long wound across his chest where his heart should of been. I throw him over my shoulder and he smashes into the wall and lies crumpled on the ground, a bloody mess. Tears well in my eyes "Why do you live like this aren't you in pain?!" He answers laboring "The pain is great..." Suddenly there is a bubbling sound he pushes himself off the floor and walks slowly toward me. All the metal in him is receding, disappearing into his body until there is no sign of conflict at all. He stands in front of me, puts his arms firmly, almost tenderly on my shoulders "...That is what I want for us" I am shocked no words come to me. He walks me to the door "Wait I have something to show you" He walks around a corner and brings a white towel over to me "look" he says He opens the towel a little bit and I stoop down to see what it is. A can of cat food half opened. light glints off the sharp edges of the lid "Its just cat food I promise" he mumbles as he walks into the shadows of the room. My heart skips a beat and I walk slowly out the door and start down the hall" I take two steps and my heart skips again as I hear from behind me the sound of the metal lid being pulled back from the can.

I wake with a start as a young female child screams in terror. I seem to be sleeping at the beginning of the dream and am related to the child in some manner I believe she is my daughter or younger sister that I have to take care of, neither of which I have in my waking life. I run into her room and find a female ghost, crouched in an animalistic fashion over her bed, she turns and screams at me, with a distorted voice her eyes are white, her skin a mottled grey, wet hair plastered onto her head. Then she lunges at me with immense fury I fight her off and cradle the child for the remainder of the night. The same happened the next night except the creature reacted a bit different, it was angrier and more vicious when I intervened, I felt that the creature was trying to take the child and I had to protect her. With every fiber of my being. And before the third night it was like I was looking through the eyes of the creature, it was strong enough to stop me this time. And when the third night arrived, It started differently The creature hovered over me as I awoke, it's milky white eyes staring into mine, then it moved inhumanly quickly into the child's room. I chased after it determined to put an end to this. When I ran in it was already facing me, ready, it then roared. Black creeping into the corners of its eyes as it's face contorted in a horrifying manner. It lunged at me and I woke up. I know it got the child. I dont know why it wanted her though.

I wake with a start as a young female child screams in terror. I seem to be sleeping at the beginning of the dream and am related to the child in some manner I believe she is my daughter or younger sister that I have to take care of, neither of which I have in my waking life. I run into her room and find a female ghost, crouched in an animalistic fashion over her bed, she turns and screams at me, with a distorted voice her eyes are white, skin a mottle.d grey, wet hair plastered onto her head. Then she lunges at me with immense fury I fight her off and cradle the child for the remainder of the night. The same happened the next night except the creature reacted a bit different, it was angrier and more vicious when I intervened, I felt that the creature was trying to take the child and I had to protect her. With every fiber of my being. And before the third night it was like I was looking through the eyes of the creature, it was strong enough to stop me this time. And when the third night arrived, It started differently The creature hovered over me as I awoke, it's milky white eyes staring into mine, then it moved inhumanly quickly into the child's room. I chased after it determined to put an end to this. When I ran in it was already facing me, ready, it then roared. Black creeping into the corners of its eyes as it's face contorted in a horrifying manner. It lunged at me and I woke up. I know it got the child. I dont know why it wanted her though.

A few days ago I had a dream where I started to cheat on my boyfriend but after making out with the guy in my dream for a little bit I quickly stood up and told him no, I couldn't do this to my boyfriend . Of course when I woke up I felt weird and a bit guilty even though it was just a dream and I have no interest in any other guy. Then last night I had a dream that I was cuddling with my boyfriend but at the same time he was (fingering) another girl. Basically, he had one arm around me but the other hand was working on her. In the dream I was upset but tried to ignore it and let him continue to do it. Now I'm shaken up and feel pretty terrible (even though it didn't really happen.) I trust my boyfriend so I don't understand where these dreams are coming from but could they have a meaning and what is it?

I was giving a tour with Kyle at the CIncy Zoo and we went into the alligator/snake room. The floor collapsed and a snake bit my left hand. Kyle left me and I was looking around for Christian when I found Tommy and his whole family. Tommy ran up to me and hugged me and told me he was so happy that I had my sorority there for me when we broke up. If that wasn’t perfect timing enough, Christian walks up and introduces himself as my boyfriend . Tommy mom hugs me and says congratulations he’s so cute. wake up

I don’t know when this is but for some reason, it is in Chicago or Los Angeles I meet an alien who the size of a toddler. He states that he and comrades come in peace and hope to stay on Earth. People approve and people disapprove, others are just frightening. The aliens are nice enough to introduce advanced technology. The doctors take it an advantage. I use it on my grandma with my own discount they give me and she is given a whole new body. But it’s sadly a Russian model, who is loved by many. My grandma is 65 but is in the body of a 25-year-old. There are even a store and school dedicated to her. I’m with these group of people: Jason, Clare, and two other people I don’t know. I actually become the watcher at this point The aliens confess that they have refuged from a darker source. Sadly, the Russian model is involved. The world turns its back on the aliens and separates them in reservations. This makes me sad because the alien who I got to know had become my best friend. The group of people actually help me find out how to make humans believe they are no better than the violent aliens they think they see. The entire world is in fire and rage, almost like an abandoned city in the Walking Dead Our plan was to try to show the advance technology the doctors believe to take advantage of was good to do. Jason, giving the fact he said he was studying to be a surgeon, puts his blood in and makes beautiful but vicious plants. But our plan backfires a bit because the Russian model is a bounty hunter. We leave Jason with the experiments to find out that the darker force is coming, in large black glowing ships, the world panics as the ships just stand there, while that happens, Jason is murdered by the Russian model by drowning in the water and being eaten by the plants. His blood and his body fill the tank as the plants suddenly die. We come back to find him like this and I state that it’s the Russian model and I state I will be the one to kill her because her technique of killing is at closing time, she walks casually out while another rush out and she shoots a tranquilizer with pink liquid at her victim. The Russian model knows what I plan to do so she casually just goes with the process I say. At closing time, the model is ready to leave while I casually walk in front of her. She shoots it but I turn my back, catching it. The model runs to me and pins me down, trying to put the tranquilizer on me, but I reverse her hold and inject her with the pink liquid and push back in the purple dark aura that appears to return herself to a nicer but dizzy state. We help her out and turns out my alien friend is there because he could sense me. We go back to the clinic with Jason covered. We look at the purple aura and try to use the system to try to find out what made her calm and “normal.” We find that the pink liquid was meant for the model because she had been given nanobots to made her that way. It only killed others because they were aliens. The purple liquid, however, that was inhaled, was the negativity that was in her. So, we all decided to take liquids that the doctors had tinkered with and take them back to the aliens We come outside when it turns out the reporter states how we will be arrested for taking doctors’ equipment and trying to go to the reservation. But we say, “so?”. I hide the alien friend in the bathroom and keep watch as the reporter gets upset and grabs a heavy hammer that she thinks she can carry. Behind her are other reporters, they all get upset at one another and apparently beat each other to death. In the end of my dream, it’s stuck at the point where all reporters are dead.

I was staring at a painting and I saw my crush from the corner of my eye. I continued to stare at the paiting and noticed my crush getting closer. He ended up with his face right next to mine and I just stared at his side profile for a bit and then he turned to me. He walked over to the other side of me and I rest my head on his arm and grabbed it. We just stood there talking like that for awhile. My best friend came and started chatting with us. At one point of the dream he lifted his hand and asked me "can I hold your hand" and we held hands and stared at our fingers interlocked. We chattted for a bit and then I asked "why are we holding hands?" I was happy holding his hand and leaning on his arm but I asked because we weren't exactly dating in this dream. When he answered he did a little embarrassed laugh and said "do I have to explain" or something like that.

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