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It started out in a weird looking three-story building. I was with a bunch of men in suits. All of the sudden, there were zombies flooding through the doors and we were trying to survive. I somehow managed to get out fairly quickly. I then was in my apartment. It was a lot bigger, like it had been obviously stretched out. There were some people there, but that part is a little bit blurry. I remember that there were all of the sudden a guy and a girl in front of me. For some reason, I knew they were demons. They were trying to do something, but I was trying to fight with the girl to stop her. She knocked me on the ground and then they were starting to hurt my dog. They made her pee herself. Then she lost control of her legs and fell to the ground. She rolled over on her back in pain and they started to cut her chest open. They never touched her. They used their minds or something. I woke up after that.

I was walking downtown and was stopped by what looked to be a Arabian or Iraqi man who was trying to direct me across the busy intersection. As I looked past the man, I saw another Iraqi/Arabian man pull out a medium machine gun and began to shoot at all the pedestrians. I dropped down on the pavement to protect myself but was shot in the back of the head once, and then repeatedly in the back. I felt these shots but remained alive in my dream until I awoke in heavy tears and cold sweats. I knew where I was when I was shot (intersections).

I was sleeping on compund wall with open eyes on a bright day (may it was a kind of evening) one person who's hip was tied with a rop and that was holded by another person behind. Both theses persons were laughing. They walk towards me and they wanted to shake hand with me, but I was felling uncomfortable to shake hand and avoided them. But still they were insisting and I started levaing that pleace, however they still approaching me and I was really afraid of them a started running, I turn back and saw were they still following but they henven't following, I ran too far. But when I was checking on people following me I saw a bus and disappeared. I kept on running looking for a way to reach home, however I enter a old building. I saw people sitting on the side of the road of a basement in that building, I was stilled feared to ask them for a path. However I asked one old man sitting but he didn't talk to me. I kept running inside the building and reached a place ans stopped runing and started walking. I saw many women, some are aged, some young. At last I reached the balcony kind of place where I saw a huge broader four road junction with very little traffic of vehicles and people. The balcony didn't had any kind of stop wall it was a open. I saw if I can jump but it would have been a wrong decision if I have jumped, so was wondering how to read the road. After a while a mid aged lady took a small tumbler on her right hand a swing it and hit on my right upper chest and that tiny tumbler went inside my chest. I woken up from sleep, but still on bed, having very disturibed sleep. I was afraid and started praying. I forceful woken up myself as I was to rush to work.

I had a dream that I was laying in bed with my ex boyfriend and we were about to have sex and he went to take a shower first and my current boyfriend called me and he knew I was cheating on him and was crying and said our relationship is over. So I left the apartment to try to call my boyfriend back without my ex listening and then I left a message in his voicemail and all of a sudden my ex grabbed me from behind and the only though I had was "Oh my god, he's' going to take me into the woods and murder me." Then I woke up.

Having an argument with my father, he was yelling and screaming at me and I was trying to respond, trying to yell back but nothing would come out of my mouth it was as though I had no voice, i couldnt speak, and he left me, abandoned me, and I chased after him, I followed him to the house I grew up in and I was trying to talk to him but couldnt and I was afraid, he said horrible things to me, that he hated me, that he never loved me and that he was ashamed of me, that I wasnt his daughter any more. My mother was there, but my mom is dead. She just sat there, silently, she didnt move and didnt speak.

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