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I had a dream that my 5 yr old son was shot to death! The dream started off as a tv show or something like he was shot & then I was reflecting back on what actually happen & finding out the story behind it. He was selling drugs for these older kids & something went wrong & they sat him down & shot him to death. When I was listening to what happen I asked the kids how old they were & they said 9 & 12 yrs old & they were brothers I started to scream out that my son was only 5 yrs old & started to cry & morn histeracally! The look on their faces were as if they didn't know he was that young & they didn't want to continue on with confessing what happen after that & I started screaming for them to continue & not to stop now...

My boyfriend and I bumped into this girl we know which he used to have a thing for and he asked her to hang out with us even though I didn't want to. He was paying more attention to her and was very rude to me and even when I said I'm not happy with the amount of attention he was giving her it made him worse and he was getting closer to this girl and was winding me up and I ended up punching him in the face and grabbing the girl by her hair and dragging her away and smashing her face in the wall numerous times.

I was at the school I work in. I lost my materials (books and cell phone). I don't recall putting them down. I looked all over the school for them and couldn't find them. It seemed like walking around the school was hard and took forever. Then, for some reason, I walked a my church which is a few blocks looking for my things. Again, the walk was hard and long. I then returned to the school, having missed my last to classes. I woke still never finding my materials.

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