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I wake up in a dark room to the sound of crazed laughter and screaming. I jump out of bed and run to the front door which is glowing blue. My father is trying to open the door as he laughs crazily. I try to hold the door closed with all my strength. Then a white horse with black eyes covered in scars kicks the door in from the other side, throwing me backwards to the floor. I look past the horse to see a wooden cart full of rotting corpses. they are covered in a blood stained blanket and I can't see any ones faces. Then I look to the carts driver. It is an invisible man. He has an old tattered top hat on and worn out white gloves holding the horses reins. My dad grabs me by my hair as I kick and scream he throws me down on my hands and knees before the invisible driver. Then everything goes dark as I close my eyes. I hear the crack of a whip. I wake up and I feel pain on my back as if I was hit by a whip. I've had this dream every Halloween night since age eight... I am now 21.

I saw that boy I used to know lost his father. I was comforting him. I went to a library or a bookstore. I left a book there and wanted to buy another. I decided to come back later and leave the book there. I went home. There were so many books there. I had to get back to the store, but I was läte. The store was to be closed at nine o'clock. There were ten minutes left, but I couldn't find the store. There were so many doors, long dark hallway. It was autumn and muddy. I was jumping of a roof with a balloon. There were many blue, yellow, red balloons. I had gym class, but we didn't go. I went smoking with a stranger.

I'm on the landing in front of my apartment watching a young grandfather mutilate corpses to build a new body for his granddaughter. She is tied to a table, naked, crying and screaming for her father, who is standing in the doorway, to help her. Her father can't move because he is afraid of his own father, who has threatened to kill him if he does anything. Even though the grandfather keeps running in and out of my apartment looking for things, the father can only think of where he could hide his cell phone so he can call the police and leave the phone running so they can find them without him having to speak to the operator.

Early morning and i see people through the glassdoor of my house. a man is holding a child in his arms, i open the door and ask hi what he wants. i feel aprehensive,. i lock the door. later i go outside i nightwear and and use the tiolet in the open. i see people moving around inside my house. it is a lovely fresh , sunny, summer morning. The house is large, well appointed and in good state. the people walked towards me and i considered challenging them. they grab my arm and accuse my father of treating their sister badly.

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