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One day, I had tickets to a Green Day concert, and as I was singing along, I got strangled by some idiot next to me. Billie Joe Armstrong saw and beat the living crap out of him. He then saved me by taking me to the hospital, while I was hyperventilating and coughing up blood. Then the next morning, he was next to me, and we talked and talked. Then, he kissed me. Then I went to his house, showed him my scripts and played with Joey and Jakob. After, he said he wanted to make out. I said no because he\'s 26 years older than me. I'm 14, he's 40. Well, we did and we got out of the basement and said hi to Adrienne and I went home and stayed in contact.

I was swinging on a swing set, there were other swings nearby. (I've always loved to swing and still do.) On the swing set next to me sat some of the jerk's cousins, or so they were in my dream, in real life they don't even exist. They were very loudly shouting insults at me and talking crap about me. On another nearby swing set the jerk's brothers were swinging. They walked over to the cousins and told them to stop with their crap. Eventually the cousins walked off. Then the jerk and his step dad showed up, and the brothers told them about what had happened. They got angry and were talking to me about what happened. Then they wanted to hunt down the cousins and teach them a lesson. We all got in the car and they eventually found them in their car, waiting in line to get in the high school. They slammed the car to a stop, the jerk got out, drug the cousins out of their car and beat them til they were barely alive. The whole time I watching in horror. Then they put the unconscious cousins in their car and drove off with them. All I said was, "That's not what I wanted to happen at all."

My fiance was bitten by a spider and became very ill within 24 hours. The doctors could not do anything for him and as a group of us were walking from a dock onto land, he fell in the water and drowned. We could not get him out of the water. Some hours later, someone saw him reaching and trying to breath. We attempted rescue again, but he was dead. I was sick with grief and could not be left alone. I went with my aunt to get pizza for dinner and cried the whole time, as everything reminded me of him. There was a strange group of people outside of the establishment. Which is an old building, two-floors, with an antiqued smoky-gray wood. I have dreamed of this building before. After coming outside, a woman in the strange group teased me for being so sad. She took the fabric off of an umbrella and used the sharp ends to scrape my abdomen and drew blood. She then had a branding tool, with a small copper coin at the end, heated it, and burned me all over my abdomen and breasts.

One day, I had tickets to a Green Day concert, and as I was singing along, I got strangled by some idiot next to me. Billie Joe Armstrong saw and beat the living crap out of him. He then saved me by taking me to the hospital, while I was hyperventilating and coughing up blood. Then the next morning, he was next to me, and we talked and talked. Then, he kissed me. Then I went to his house, showed him my scripts and played with Joey and Jakob. After, he said he wanted to make out. I said no because he's 26 years older than me. I'm 14, he's 40. Well, we did and we got out of the basement and said hi to Adrienne and I went home and stayed in contact.

I was at my friends house and one of her friends were talking to this boy I was sort of talking to and her mom came and beat the crap outta her for beating up someone else and I was at someone's house he was my sat teacher in the dream I'v never seen him in real life at all and I was in a wheelchair and he was all the way at the other end of the drive way and started shooting me he shot me several times but it didn't hurt and I seen that boy that I was talking to and he was waking up the street with his friends and they were behind a marching band and he was crying cause someone died but I don't know who died and I came over and have him a hug

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