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First time, my daughter went with my husband on a rollercoaster and he didn't have her buckeled in. She was holding on so tight screaming, scared, and trying to climb to him but he kept saying "You're fine, you're fine". He was recording it for me to see her first rollercoaster ride. She is only 3..I was screaming and horrified that he allowed her to go thru something like that and not comfort her! She was alive, but had to go thru the fear. I woke up angry, scared, and sick to my stomach for the whole day. Second time, my husband and I were crossing a bridge that was broken. I wanted my daughter to be inbetween us so she wouldn't fall. My husband failed to watch her and she ended up behind us. When I caught it, I screamed for him to get her since I couldn't but he said, "She's fine, she doesn't understand fear yet". That's when she fell. I didn't see her body fall..I knew she was dead, she was gone. I stared out and screamed, "No! NO!" My husband did nothing..he just said, "Well, we know what that means." He had no saddness, he didn't try to even catch her. I woke up screaming and crying out, no..no..no..and started moaning in such pain of possibly losing her that way.

It started out with me and my long term ex girlfriend in a kitchen together, talking and possibly making food. We were then about to get into a bed but i found myself walking down some stairs, into a street and meeting with a number of people i don't know but was friendly with. I was then walking down a street, bumping into an organization of people. I then found myself inside a the lobby of a hotel, staring at a laptop and phone charger. I needed the charger and after talking to a member of the organization that had appeared earlier, a voice told me to take it, which i did. The owner, who was an member of staff from my old college, came and stopped me. I then appeared to wake up. I looked over at my laptop and it was smashed. I got out of bed and tried to get out of my room but began to fall backwards slowly, sinking into the ground. I was now walking down a street. I stopped in a town square and felt one of my teeth come out. I told a friend who had appeared next to me what had happened.

I'm at a big club-type party with my best friend K. The party is an event that's going through town, not one of the local clubs. It's in a western-style building with an L-shaped staircase. Most of the party is on the main level, I don't go upstairs. A dark-haired man catches my eye through a crowd. Later, that same man has me pinned to the floor and is attacking me violently. I'm terrified and confused, as I don't understand the reason for the attack but I know it's me specifically he's after. Later, I'm walking up a large, broad, off-white marble staircase with K, leading to a patio-type area on the front of a building. It reminds me of something I've seen in movies, there's definitely nothing like it in the city where I live. On the patio area there are tables, also off-white marble. We are going to an art class, and I am looking forward to it. There is modeling clay on the tables, but we have cameras and are going off to take photos. I have my ex- boyfriend 's camera (that I used to borrow when he got a better one and was teaching me photography). He is there and sees me with the camera, but we don't interact. Later, I go back to where the party was with K to look for clues, possibly as to a reason for the attack. I'm feeling traumatised. I'm terrified and upset and wondering if I will ever feel normal again after being attacked. I recall wondering if it's anything like what my friend felt after being sexually assaulted. At some point as we look around the club, I am descending the L-shaped staircase after finding nothing upstairs. We go into a small room to look around. The room is well-lit with natural light and is all painted off-white. There is a table in the middle. The room is familiar somehow. As we're looking through the room, the teacher from our art class walks by. We don't think anything of it until we go to leave the room and find that the door is locked from the outside. It's an old door, painted off-white like the rest of the room. The top half of the door contains a large, undivided window. A boy about our age who has been in the room the whole time but only comes to my attention now breaks the window and suggests we climb out through it. Only the lower half of the window breaks. K looks at him like he's stupid, reaches through the broken window and unlocks the door. I woke up shaking violently and afraid to go back to sleep. All through the dream I was terrified and felt like I was in danger. Extreme paranoia throughout.

I had stolen from someone, and was on top of the egyptian pyramids, but they were made out of gold. It was very vivid, and I could see a large desert expanding in all directions, with a river nearby. Suddenly I was being chased, possibly by the people I stole from. I jumped down the pyramid, and started sliding down the side of it. It started to crumble and fall down as I was sliding, and by the time I reached the bottom it was just rubble, but on the way down I had taken some pieces of gold off of it. I was then chased throughout the desert, alongside some of my friends.

A body in my garage. Can't remember the name, possibly leroy. Body is in the open. My mother warns us not to touch it. My brother or I, never both, touch it. Then our fingers twist like animal ballons, just skin no bone and like a string, but intact, not bleeding. They have to snip it off or the same will happen to you wrist and ankles, then the knees, until it gets to your head. So they snip off my or my brother's fingers so it wont take over the body. Always wake with pain in fingers when i touch the body. A lot of my dreams end wnd i wake up feeling pain like a cut or stab in my hand

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