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I show up at my job. Both my wrists are cut and bleeding. I make my way to the manager’s office and there I see Joe and Dianne. As I reveal my bleeding wrists I tell them, "Thank you for making it so clear to me that this is what life is like and will always be like. Thank you for making it so clear that I can't keep living my life like this." As my sobs and tears increase both Joe and Dianne just stood there and did nothing. Then in burst the meat manager Sammy and Tony who also works in Meat. Both of them confronted Joe and Dianne. Sammy punched Joe twice on the face yelling at him and asking him why the hell he hasn’t called the ambulance or even tried to help me his ‘adopted daughter,’ and Tony was yelling and cursing at Dianne asking her the same thing apart from the adopted daughter part. While they were doing this before I could collapse from the loss of blood; the produce manager and closest friend that I have at Safeway came in a lifted me into his arms. As I looked up at him my eyes growing heavy, I knew that anyone who looked into my eyes could see that they were dead, that I had already giving up on life. As I looked up towards his face I was shocked for there I saw tears in his eyes that were threatening to fall. His face filled with concern, worry, heartbreak, and anger. He carried me to his car and drove me to the Hospital. Before arriving at the hospital I said to Chris in a weak whisper, "Please forgive me Chris. I know that I told you that I would try but I just can’t take this anymore. I know that you must hate me and are upset that this is what I have chosen but please know and understand that I am finally at peace and finally free." As we pull up to the hospital he turns his head in my direction and says in a soothing and worried voice, "Don’t you dare talk that way Danielle. Don't you dare give up. Don’t you know how many people will be crushed to have lost you? I know that I will be grieving beyond belief. You matter Danielle and are love by so many people. Don’t throw that away because Safeway is treating you like shit, but that doesn’t mean that you need to allow yourself to give up on your life and all that you will be missing out on. Please don’t," He then comes over to the passenger side door lifts me into his arms and says with such sincerity that I have never heard him use, “Don’t give up on life. You will be greatly missed by so many, and you will undoubtedly will be greatly missed by me.” He then kisses me gently on the forehead and then runs in as fast as he can while carrying me. As we enter he calls for help and we are surrounded but before I pass out and hope I am finally dead and at peace, I see his haunting tear streaked face drilled and captured in my mind and the last thing I see. The crushed, worried, concerned, grieving, angry, and a hint of love, all emotions written on Chris’s face as my eyes close and I feel death coming most of me wanting it to come now, but the image of Chris making a small part of me hoping for life to give me a second chance. That is when I wake up from this dream/ nightmare.

Moved oit of state with my ex husband and three kids...after telling him everything was taken care of frok the move I told him I had to go shopping. My dream flashed me to the mall where I stood still and watched as family I haven't seen in years walked silently by me. Then my brothers girlfriend walled by placed three tickets down and continued walked and said that's the end date. When I went to look at the numbers I saw blue sparkles on the paper and was then back at the house with my ex husband when I looked in the master bedroom our one bed had become two beds when I asked him what happened he leaned down and touched his forehead to mine.we were both looking down eyes closed and I had an overwhelming emotional response than woke up.

I am in a park surrounded by table filled with people eating meals, these people I do not know stare at me as I walk by. Then I walk away from the park ever so slowly I find I cannot walk very fast or run. The faster I try to increase my pace the slower I find myself moving. When I get myself out of this park I find family friends dining outside the park in a small table, however they do not invite me to sit, they only say hello. I find another person I know quickly short after and is asked to follow them to a location down the street on foot and I agree to do so. As stated earlier I am walking slowly forward I cant seem to keep up all to well though they never leave my site so I dont worry, until I hit this object a man Is handling. I cannot tell what this object is but he was about to load something onto it. The object looks kind of like a hand truck or dolly. So I knock it over and as if I could help him set it back up, before he answers I pick it up and kind figure out how to set it upright for it continues to fall over and over again. It is then I realize I am helping out a paramedic crew with this item and I am standing next to an ambulance. Eventually with help we get the object up behind the ambulance and I have lost my friend of who which asked me of some assistance. I feel like I know the place that he walked into however I have an image or an indicator for where it is but I cant find it where I feel it should be and walk up and down this strip. During I am getting bumped and pushed by people in the way because I cannot keep up with a normal pace I am still walking slowly, so I start grabbing on to thing to try and pull myself faster but that makes people stare at me and it really is not increasing my speed all that much. At this point I see this girl who I always imagine is my ex- girlfriend who I became to attached to highschool. This person always seems to have at least one trait of her, this time it was here face. Generally now I dont really think of her as my ex girlfriend , I usually accept it as a falsely idealized love affection. Anyway, she and I cross paths going in opposite direction and we meet eyes side by side. She looks extremely happy, maybe even happy to see me and might say something, but I just stare at her maybe even glare or leer just coldly with no emotion. In my dream I even saw my face but it seemed to focus on our eyes more than anything. After that she is gone and I feel a negative feeling Im not sure which one but I know it there. At that point when she is gone I realize that If I walk backwards I can actually move faster maybe even at a faster pace than a normal forward speed so I walk around backwards for a while(in most my dreams its this way I can only travel quickly and effortlessly while walking backwards...its just awkward). Somehow shortly there after I find another friend I feel though I have no idea who it is I just feel comfortable with said person and we are finding these bodies of dead people scattered around laying face first in the ground and we are trying to follow them. We think we see a murderer but he gets away he was to fast, to sly. Following I see a bear and it comes after us. As it gets closer I realize that it has a head of a wolf and can run on all fours or on twos. We run and my friend escapes I think I might have but I woke up at that point. Fin.

I am in a garden sitting on a stone bench, there is a WHITE Crow perched in front of me. As I sit the crow is pecking at and grabbing my Right Hand with his beak but not causing pain or injury, As I open my right hand and move it towards him he begins to peck at my Left hand, tearing away at it and causing it to cut and bleed. At no time did this cause me to bleed or be in pain. The only emotion that I had in the dream was that of surprise and annoyance initially as the Crow was pecking at my Right Hand

I fell asleep at roughly 11:15 on Monday, which was much later than usual. I am wondering if the odd dream I had was in any way attributed to the disruption of my sleeping patterns. Perhaps as I recall these dreams over time, I will be able to conjure up something resembling an answer. Every once in awhile, there will be something that makes me fall in love with the human mind all over again—dreams are one of those things. They are the pictures I wish I could see with my mind in a conscious state. First of all, I don’t remember the dream in its entirety, and the parts I do remember are fuzzy and difficult to recall in details great or small. Before going to bed, I remember feeling embarrassed because I had fudged the name of my favorite Dodos album. I like being right—not in the obnoxious way that makes me correct everyone all the time, but in the way that makes me feel silly when I make mistakes. Trudging forward, I had asked a friend, Kaveh, what his all-time favorite album was. I knew what it was the first time we were friends, but I wanted to see if time had changed his answer. In my days at Purdue, my favorite way to talk to someone new was to ask him or her about music. Naturally, one of our first conversations, and probably the only one that I remember so clearly, started with the same question on which our communication ended last night. Back then it was Beep Beep’s “Business Casual,” which, as it turns out, hasn’t changed. The funny thing about “all-time favorites,” is that I don’t think people understand that the “all-time” makes their response very important since this is, essentially, the end all be all of your favorite _____________. My mind is scattered, and so it is only appropriate that the writing of my thoughts follow suit. Back to my dream, though. As I mentioned, the details are quite difficult to recall. They enter into the visual part of my mind in little snippets, like in movies when there are flashbacks that are supposed to all of a sudden bring you to this great understanding. I have not reached this understanding yet. I remember the overall color of the dream was blue—it was almost like there was a blue neon sign outside the window of the room I called “bedroom.” I remember being aware that the apartment that I was in was one that I lived in previously, during my time at Purdue. The carpet was the same, I remember that much. The layout of the room, though, was entirely different. A much smaller version of where I once lived. My bed was near the window and it was raining. My blankets were like white, fluffy clouds. I like to think that it was the white pillowy down comforter I have always wanted. At least in my dreams I am comfortable. It was raining outside, which I enjoyed when I found upon coming back to reality that it actually was raining. In the dream it was raining big, full drops. The beads of water made a beautiful pattern on the window—I remember admiring them. I have always loved watching rain on windows. When I was little, I used to sit in the recliner by the window in our living room and pretend the drops of water were racing each other. I didn’t have many friends. That’s beside the point. I remember feeling like I was having a conversation with someone, but I was alone. The next sequence of events is most likely out of order. Maybe as I read over them upon completion I will notice what needs to be rearranged. I noticed that my phone lit up. This part, I think, was brought on by the fact that prior to actually falling asleep, I had texted someone and fell asleep before getting a response. In my dream, it was Kaveh (it was in the world of consciousness as well). It related vaguely to what we were talking about before I drifted off, but there was something unrelated to what we were discussing. I don’t remember what the extra part was, but I remember enjoying it. The details here are quite fuzzy, and at this point the dream skipped around a lot. Maybe I was drifting in and out of sleep; maybe my mind is telling me not to remember. I often times think that our rational minds are waging war with their emotional counterparts. At the dream’s conclusion, or really just the last part that I remember before waking up, it was still raining quite a bit—I think that it had picked up significantly. There was lightning, which made the room light up for fractions of a second. I couldn’t see very well because of the flashing light. I felt confused. There was someone in my bed, but I don’t know who it was. I gave them a hug before they ended up there—a friendly hug that makes me think it was someone I already knew. I can’t recall their face.

In my dream, i can not determine if that was my ex boyfriend that i really love before or my current boyfriend asking for break up using a text message saying that he already fall for some one and the scenario was i was with my uncle and some person outside a car waiting for something and then he text saying 'i think we need to terminate this relation because i am no longer in love with you. i already fall for someone" then i kept my emotion so that my uncle wouldn't notice,then while thinking for my reply for that message,i suddenly wake up.

The day of my confirmation was an emotional day for me! I remember standing in the back of the sanctuary with mentor who helped me through this program to get me ready to be confirmed. When I was talking with her she was crying because of how happy she was for me! Well that night after everything, I went to bed and the day replayed! Everything from that day was replayed except for one event wasn't exact at all! That was me and my mentor standing in the back of the Sanctuary. God was telling me what to do while talking to my mentor and telling me that he was proud of what I've learned! Now I should go and do what I've learned and tell other people!

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