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In this dream, I see myself in some kind of stadium, almost like an arena-football stadium. Except the turf/field is set up for lacrosse. I am with my friends who also play lacrosse. In the stadium there were events that were taking place and it felt like we were forced to participate in them. Throughout the dream as it progressed, the events were like an average lacrosse practice (scooping up ground balls, shooting drills, defensive drills). At this point in the dream my friends and I began to get geared up, we warm up and from here on it was every man for himself. I remember I kept moving on to the next events because I kept beating other kids that were there. I also noticed that all of my friends have advanced as well. I was so determined to, and virtually unstoppable. i was catching every ball, making every shot in the net. I felt great, I was loving the way I was playing. Now near the end of the dream I had to go one on one with one of my friends. I could tell both him and I were feeling like No Mercy. The event was catch a ball that would get thrown in the air, and then carry the ball and beat your opponent down the field and shoot the ball past the goalie. The event starts, I catch the ball, I beat my friend down the field and then as I begin to wind up to take my shot, I wake up and my dream ends.

I am at a meeting with former employees I worked with (in real life many years ago since quitting my career and staying home to raise my children). I am totally bored and uninterested at the meeting. The higher up position employees are all sitting at the far end of the table from me and I am sitting at the opposite end with people that I am uninterested in. I realize I am not dressed appropriately for a luncheon later on that day so I slip away from the meeting to get changed. I am at a shopping mall and a man leads me into through a door way that is off limits to the shoppers. I am taken through some hallways and into a room where some people are that I have never met. I am intrigued to be in this room that is off limits to the shoppers. The room is filled with the largest collection of teapots in every colour one could imagine. It is amazing. I sit down with these people and the man offers me a tea that looks more like a dessert. He asks me what flavour I think it is. I guess raspberry tea. He tells me it is actually strawberry tea. As I am tasting the tea/dessert I discover my cellphone has fallen into the tea. A message is coming out of my phone stating that the phone has been irreparably damaged by the exposure to liquid. I am not too upset that my phone is ruined as I felt it was time for me to get a more up to date cell phone anyways.

I stabbed a stranger, I don’t remember why but he was in our yard. I killed him and I felt it, I felt his blood splatter my face, the warmth as I stabbed and stabbed and ripped open his chest. My husband was with me, not stopping me nor helping, Just watching me. I dragged his body over the lawn of this beautiful house I do not live in but I sort of did you know? The grass was freshly cut and covered in dew, even though it was midday in summer, It wasn't hot. It wasn't cold enough for dew either. I put him in the garden shed, He was dead by now. I went along and cleaned the grass off, not with a hose but endless tissues as if it were fine carpet. My older sister, which I don't have comes home. Her husband and her kids all have no faces, Just black. Daughter 3, Brown curls and pigtails. Son unknown, I saw nothing. Husband roughly 40, Dark hair. My older sister was a short, stumpy fat blonde, I have seen her before, I know this because she had a face. My husband and I were in our room, Which looked more like the intensive care unit in the Mental Health section of the hospital, It was empty and dark but I knew it was white. My sister walked in she brought sudden light to the room and asked me how I was. I told her good but she wasn’t satisfied and continued to ask questions, but the one thing she didn’t ask about and that I was sure she would, was why there is blood all over me. Was this a normal look for me? I told her, I told her how I killed a man and he was in the back shed, No one particularly cared except my sister, not even the children. She was so shocked, she asked me for the weapon and I had forgotten what I had used. Turns out it was some old dagger with what looked to be a big chicken bone as the handle, strange. I ended up stabbing her to death after catching a glimpse of the weapon. No one was bothered by my second killing, I suppose she did look like a nagging twat. My husband was known for the bad things he had done in the past, He has a reputation around here, He killed a man with his own two hands, He went to jail and broke out, disappeared for ten years, Turns out he was on the other side of the world working in a kitchen, Not a regular kitchen. drugs. He spoke for the first time that day and simply said for me to “Stop it”. “There’s already two dead, what’s left to stop”? I said to him tauntingly “I’m calling the police and you aren't going anywhere”. He shouted I continued to explain how bad this could look for him also, I cut my arm with the weapon and smashed a beautiful vase across my head and proceeded to hug him transferring most of the blood and slipping the knife into his pocket. I pulled out the cell and dialed for the police, I told them my husband was trying to kill me and he was already killed two, gave them the address and hung up. I kissed him and walked out of the house laughing hysterically.

Me and my boyfriend were running from a man named daniel. he chased us for several blocks before me and my boyfriend stopped in an alley. we began to laugh because we thought he lost us until i felt someone grab me by my hair and i fell to the ground. daniel dragged me by my hair between two buildings. My boyfriend began to try to fight him but daniel pinned him down and said "if you move i swear to you i will kill her right now" so he stayed silent. daniel then reached for my shirt and tried to remove it, then i realized what was going to happen so i began to struggle desperately so that he wouldnt rape me, but he forced me to the ground and raped me in front of my boyfriend . my boyfriend started crying when he understood what was happening and i began to cry too. when daniel was done he pulled out a gun, pointed it at my head and said "this will only hurt alot" and pulled the trigger. then i woke up

I woke up in a Soho doorway The policeman knew my name He said, "You can go sleep at home tonight If you can get up and walk away" I staggered back to the underground The breeze blew back my hair I remembered throwing punches around And preachin' from my chair Who are you Who who who who Who are you Who who who who I took the tube back out of town Home to the rolling pin I felt a little like a dying clown But with a streak of Rin Tin Tin I stretched back and I hiccuped Looked back on my busy day Eleven hours in the tin pan God there's got to be another way Who are you Who who who who Who are you Who who who who There's a place where I know you walked The love falls from the trees My heart is like a broken cup I only feel right on my knees I spill out like a sewer hole Yet still receive your kiss How can I measure up to anyone new After such a love as this Who are you Who who who who Who are you Who who who who

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