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Someone picks me up and I get in a large black car. He starts to rape me and I'm screaming out and there're people everywhere but no one listening. I finally get away and run with my sister up a large hill and come to an opening. In the opening there are three very dirt old coffins, she laughs and says they just showed up there one day. I find my dads and she laughs while opening it, he's not inside and I start to scream and run, but she won't come with me, she says she doesn't have the money, she can't go. I just want to get away from him, from her. I wake up.

My crush and I were standing by my dads truck in a Kroger parking lot just talking when he said something really funny. We laughed so hard and then our eyes met and he kissed me. We kissed for a few minutes and then looked at each other and then my friend walked up and talked to me so my crush walked away then stopped and I could see his face. He smiled and kept walking. My friend asked what happened and I told her we kissed then she went aww and my dream ended.

My brother and sister have to die by a going under a water fall because they pour surp at the wrong time. My dad and I are agianst it but my grandparents think they should die. Later onas we walk to the waterfall my grandparent are talking about the christain religion. Then when we get to the waterfall just when my siblings were about to be pushed to there deaths my dad instead grabbed my grandparents and pushed them to there death. Also my sister was 5 months preganent

I walked dowwntown at night by myself past a store a few times. The store was set below street level and you had to walk down a staircase to get to it. A few other young peoplevwent in there but I never did. Eventually I walked back to a car, and a middle-aged Native man that O didn't know was standing under a the light of a street lamp near the car. He had long dark hair that was tied back in a pony tail, and was wearing light wash dirty jeans and an old grey, dark green, and red sweatshirt. He tried to talk to me but I jumped in the car and locked the doors. I hid on the floor curled up so he couldn't see me. Facts about kidnapping went through my mind. I tried to call my dad but then I tried calling 911. No one answered the phone. I cpuldn't drive away because I didn't have the keys or a driver's license that allows me to drive alone. At some point the Native man got in the car but I don't know how. I didn't let him in and he didn't open the door. He started driving the car away and I asked him to let me go, but he wouldn't. He was now wearing a blue button down shirt and his hair was down. He staryed talking to me, and told me he was taking me somewhere nut wouldn't say where. I thought about more kidnapping statistics and that I probably would never see my parents again. I tried to figure out how to escape but I couldn't think of any solutions.

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