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One dream that I visual remember was when I was 11.My dream had a theme on Lord of the Rings a movie that I've only seen once or twice. I was giving a task to retrieve a sword that was stolen from this blacksmith. The Blacksmith was part of an elite group of swordsmen, who I was trying to join. I was told I could do them a big favor, if I retrieved this sword. I was given a ring of invisibility to take the sword back, because it was stolen by a beast/man. He was a beast who could transform back into a man, which made him to strong to face head on. The beast’s lived in a secrete area, where no other houses were around. The ring for a brief time was making me invisible from being seen. I was wandering through it’s house to where I found the sword next to a fireplace. Over the fireplace, hung skulls and old ancient swords. The closer I got to the sword the more I was becoming visible. The second I touched the sword the beast found me and without hesitating knocked me out unconscious. I became conscious in a loony state, where I saw a cliff, and a fire where the beast stood hunched over. It looked as if he was about to eat me or something else. He noticed I was conscious and rushed towards me, he told me the sword did not belong to the swordsmen because it belonged to him originally. I did not respond I was too shocked by his physical form. After he got his message across he threw me off a cliff where I plummeted to my death.

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Last night I dreamed that I had a twin that was connected to me. I don’t know what it’s called when there are two heads on one body, but it happened. Her name was Jessica too. We got all of this special attention and I didn’t like it. I didn’t like having someone connected to me because I like being my own person. I was super mean to my twin saying things like “You don’t belong with me” and “Leave me alone” when she obviously didn’t have a choice to leave me alone or not. She was really nice and always helped me, but I never really gave her a chance. I woke up sweating and super upset because of that dream. I am glad the way I am in real life.

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My husband just wouldn't come home. I found hi up the street with another woman. She was not nice and very over weight. I gave me money for rent and extra money to live comfortably. This woman was screaming at me to leave. There wee 4 eggs on the ground. They told me they were my kids. One egg cracked, I sat down and looked at it. It looked like a devil, evil egg. I opened it. It was a child that wasn't mine. The child belonged to the woman. I told her this is your child. I not raising it for you, you keep your child. She started to feed these babies with a spoon and it made no sence. My husband gave me money for rent and gave me extra money so I wasn't without a need. This upset this woman so she started to yell and scream for me to leave. I walked into her home. Kiss my husband and we said goodbyes. Suddenly there was a bed between us that this woman placed there. I pushed it away. Then there was another bed. My husband stood up and to his back this bed was strapped. We hugged once more, he assured me to always be thee if i needed him. We had a different bond than what this woman had with him. I could see he was sorry, but trapped. I left

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It always started with a vibrant color red slowly fading into the background, like a backdrop of evil setting the scene. Around the edges and into the corners of my vision were black shadows, the darkest I had ever seen. I entered from the left, terrified beyond measure, yet determined to get what I came for; my grandparents’ release from Hell, from the bondage of Satan himself. Nana and Papo, my paternal grandparents, would enter from the right, distraught, resigned, yet, a bit hopeful. I ran to them, hugging and kissing them. I can still feel the way my grandfather’s solid middle felt against my skinny, half-grown arms. And then there was Satan. His voice boomed over us like thunder. My heart seized with panic and sank like a rock within me as terror washed over me like an ocean’s wave. For just a moment, the three of us huddled together, Nana, Papo and me. Then, after what felt like an eternity of being frozen in fear but seconds of being comforted by the warmth of their bodies, of their love, my voice found me. I freed myself from the entanglement of their arms and knew I had to do this on my own. I demanded their freedom. I asked that they be able to return with me to my home. While I do not remember the words that roared from the scoffing voice overhead, I remember that my request was denied. Nana and Papo had to stay in Hell. There was no question about it. Then, they turned and exited back from whence they had come, resigned, saddened but willing. I screamed. I screamed their names. I screamed in protest. I screamed because of the injustice. They did not belong there. They knew Jesus. And yet, it had not been enough. In that moment, He had not been enough. That’s when I would awake in a panic, crying, hardly able to breathe. Yet another thing was out of my control. Yet another injustice was being committed and I could do nothing. My voice was not being heard. My stomach was churning as was my heart.

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