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I was with some two men I just met and also with some of my siblings then we split up into cars to go to a different location but I ended up in a car with none of my siblings and with one of the guys we just met. Then there was also another girl in the car with us and she put something in her eyes. Then the girl was chasing me trying to throw sand and dirt in my eyes so she can hurt me. I was on the hood of the truck when she through the dirt up in my eyes and it blew back in hers but her eyes were protected from the solution she put in them before. Next thing I know she and I were both choking one another trying to break each others necks. Then I think I broke hers but then she turned into a little blond doll but she was still a human. As I was holding her little broken body in my hands I could feel her broken bones and broken wind pipe in her body. I was trying to get help from a friends kids at there house.

I'm at my grandma's beach house, a place that is very meaningful to me as in I might have my ashes spread there one day. I am looking down at the steps I have to get walk down and only view the stair case. I don't look up to see the beach or anything just the numerous amount of stairs I have to endure. When I look down at my feet I see that I am wearing roller blades. I hold onto the railing with my hands and inch forward ever so slightly with my feet. I make it safely to one step as I suddenly take a nasty spill on the landing deck (about 10 stair fall) I pick myself up and see all the stairs that are left for me to fall down. However when I am living this dream I am not seeing this first hand when I start to fall I see myself fall as an outsider creeping in the beach grass. When I go to pick myself up is when I creep back into first perspective. As I pick myself up and nurse my cuts and bruises is when I wake up.

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