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When I was about 5 or 6 and my little brother was about 4 or 5, we were playing at our grandma's house. Everyday she would go to hang the clothes she had washed on the clothes line and there was this big window in her room where we could watch her do it. So we're in her room and she tells us that she is about to go outside and hang up the clothes. So we hear her go out the back door and she starts to hang up something and she suddenly stops and she just stands there. A few seconds later, she turns around, almost like a statue, it was weird, and she looks at us. Her eyes were blood red and glowing! She didn't say or do anything, just looked at us. My brother and I heard a noise coming from the next room over, it was a bang; we turn our heads to the sound for one second, we look back out the window and she's gone. A few seconds later my grandma walks out of the room and we asked her if she had gone outside and she said, "No."

Friend driving a car, kids in back seat with husband, wife in front seat. Got to a bridge in the road, but we could t go across it. We had turn around. Husband got out to help steer the car, friend went to far with the front wheels and the car plunged into the water. Husband stands on the bridge and watches car with wife and kids and friend go down. Husband dives in and cannot get to family, car sinking too fast, water too deep. Husbands comes up for air thinking this cannot be happening.

Myself, my parents and my grandpa are all at my grandpas house and it seems like its thanksgiving because the rest of the family is not seen but heard in the living room as we are in the kitchen. my dad stands in front of the kitchen sink where he always stands with my mom right next to him. my grandpa is bent over the oven with the door open. i am standing at the bar with my back facing the dining area and my grandpa says just ask the head chef over there so i glance and dont see anybody in the area my grandpa was pointing and talking to. then all of a sudden i here wake up you have to wake up now and it sounds like my deceased grandma and my living mother

I was shopping and talking to a girl in a red shirt and she said she would beat me up and I told her I would turn her into a can I pointed to, it was red. She told me to meet her somewhere so I went there and there a shifty guy who said come on we'll have some fun and I got the idea it was a trap and said no I have to get out now and ran. Then i was 15 feet away running towards a different Guy with a tan cowboy hat, red shirt and dark brown pants. He said "you can't get away." While pulling out a silver postal and turned the rivaler when I saw this I ran faster past him and partly turned around to see him narrow his eyes and shoot me in my right side. I flinched, turned around and ran to hide under I clothing rack then he came over and said "no one wants you" and shot me in the right side of my stomach. I got up and started running down the aisle as I was running he shot me in my back. I was ducking in and out of the clothes stands when I ran out the clothes stands going to the other side he shot once again in the right side, I kept running to hide to get out of the store. When I was finally close to the sliding doors and ran towards them I didn't See the Guy at first but then I saw him out of the corner of my eye and he shot me again in the right side. I finally got out the store took a few steps and calapsed

Trapped in an old fashiondimmly lit bus surrounded by people I don't know who are all talking casually, but I cant understand anything that they are saying. I sit in my own thoughts trying not to be noticed. I check my jacket pockets but they are empty. The bus is cold although I'm dressed warmly. Then I look up and see a grotesque sickly looking figure. Hes covered in lumps and seeping filth and disease and I attempt to look away. But I cant. Then the man sitting beside me begins to laugh and stands and smacks the sick person. When he does the.lumps and filth splatter over the attacker. I sit and watch but the longer I do I rrlise some of the nastiness is on me. I try to wipe it ofttimes but I cant. Its on my face and for somereason my jacket is gone and the disease is kn my arms.and in my long hair. Although in the real world I have short hair. Then I begin to cry that I cant get clean. As I do I wake up.

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