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My friend died a month and two days ago today. He was only 19 and took his own life with no note or anything. He was a very happy and cheeky lad (or seemed to be). I met him nearly a year ago. The night we met i was in a bad way as i had just split up with a boyfriend and lost our baby days later. I wanted to end my life. Then my friend Jack came into my life. He just followed me and a friend one night and that was the night he kissed me, cuddled me, held my hand, protected me and made me feel new again. He gave me hope, like he was an angel. Atone point he even cuddled me, kissed me and told me he loved me. We never went further and we werent exactly close but i did love him, for what he had done for me. Anyway last night i dreamed of him. We were in a house similar to my mums, but his mum was there. He was laying on the floor under a cover, half naked. We talked a little but i cant remember anything he said to me. Then we had sex. Then we were in my mums livingroom, his mum was on the sofa and my dad was walking outside. Jack ate something then dissapeared. I asked where he was and his mum said he was up stairs, when i got there he was in my old room, under the covers again and i was kissing him. I think we had sex again, but then i woke up.

I dreamnt of leaving a red carpet event with an acquaintance when my dad and brother began taking photos of us like paparazzis. And then acquaintance and i were in a classroom and i fell in love with him, my two best friends completely ignoring me. Then the location moved on to a haunted guesthouse where my class and i had a room each and i met/interacted with ghosts. At the end of the dream, i saw all my friends gather outside from a window and i run to find one of my best friends who forgot that we were leaving.

I was with my mom, dad, and my fiance. We discovered that my mom had been killing people. My mom couldn't stop. She would torture them and give them pills. My fiance and I didn't support the killings, but did not immediately try to stop her. We then saw a guy lying on the floor outside of my mom's house as we were leaving my parent's house with my mom and dad. The guy was unconcious and my mom dragged him into the house and hid his body. He was not dead yet. My fiance and I went back into the house to try to figure out something to do, but left they guy laying there to die. We got in the car and my mom was driving, my dad was in the passenger seat. My fiance and I were in the back of the car and I tried to confront my mom, but she became defensive and angry. My dad did not seem concerned about her killing people and did not respond. My mom reached back and grabbed my hand and was attempting to hurt me. I grabbed her to try to get her to let go. We both became very angry. I was mad because she was doing something so awful.

I was with my mom, dad, and my fiance. We discovered that my mom had been killing people. My mom couldn't stop. She would torture them and give them pills. My fiance and I didn't support the killings, but did not immediately try to stop her. We then saw a guy lying on the floor outside of my mom's house as we were leaving my parent's house with my mom and dad. The guy was unconcious and my mom dragged him back into the house and hid his body. He was not dead yet. My fiance and I went back into the house to try to figure out something to do, but left they guy laying there to die. We got in the car and my mom was driving, my dad was in the passenger seat. My fiance and I were in the back of the car and I tried to confront my mom, but she became defensive and angry. My dad did not seem concerned about her killing people and did not respond. My mom reached back and grabbed my hand and was attempting to hurt me. I grabbed her back to try to get her to let go. We both became very angry. I was mad because she was doing something so awful.

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