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Dreamt I was sitting in a chair and a spider was near a fly. People were talking about would the spider eat it or let it fly away. The spider jumped on the fly and sunk its teeth in. I was grossed out and looked away. Then j noticed I had these huge blisters on my leg. But I could just take them off. Suddenly I was babysitting a friends newborn baby. I was in university and had the baby with me in class. The baby turned into a lizard and kept slipping out of my hands. I left my classroom to chase the lizard. Eventually I was looking for my classroom and couldn't find it anywhere.

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In my dream, I was in my uncle's house and it seemed like as if they didn't really care about me. they made me look like and outsider and they just ignored me all the time and talking behind my back in their language, at first I was patient but then it got too much for me to handle, so I started to pack my things wanting to leave the house upset and they still didn't seem to care. so I became very angry that I started shouting at his wife, she wanted to hit me but instead I pushed her backwards to the ground, she called my uncle and she was screaming and shouting, so my uncle brought a stick he wanted to use to hit me I was very scared but he didn't touch me upon all the threats. So I quickly grabbed my belongings and left. But then I woke up in that same dream and it was like as if time went back, I was with my uncle and aunt again, the same thing went on but instead of shouting and arguing I just grabbed my things and went out in peace.

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I'm sitting on the stairs on my grandma's attic with an autistic kid maybe 2 or 3 years older than me. Blonde hair, green eyes, blue and white striped polo shirt, and tan shorts with a ton of large pockets. I don't know him, but I feel that he's important. A short man maybe as tall as me jogged pass us up the stairs panting, "Quick they're coming!" I know what he means, airplanes that drop dangerous bombs and fighter jets. I grab the autistic boy's hand and chase after the man, climbing another set of stairs that never really existed in reality. I look back and say, "We might need to turn around and go down." However I keep going up, ending up out of the house in a field. I had never been there before. Taking the boy's hand we run in the open and I see the jets circling. I see a set of bleachers, knowing somehow a person is going to save us and come in a plane to take us to safety. I see hundreds of innocent people climbing the bleachers. Standing there waving their arms. Looking for hope. Me, the boy, and the man are a hundred yards away from the bleachers. Then I see the bomb dive into the bleachers. Bodies are thrown everywhere. In front of me a hole opened up acting as a tunnel into a laboratory, we run in seeing all the scientists. They all in unison say, "Everything is ok." I turn around and the boy is gone. So is the man. As if they disappeared. I leave the laboratory and sit in the grass, holding my legs. Rocking back and forth, then I feel calm as if nothing happened and that everything that happened was all just a game.

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