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No one has a face. I am in my bedroom(I am an infant), and this evil angel comes in and picks me up. It takes me out of my room and into my parents' room. It puts me on their bed and makes me watch It murder my parents. Then, It takes me to our stairs and turns them into an escalator. It takes me down the escalator and pulls out a machete and hacks my head off as if It is cutting a huge baby-shaped steak. Then, It pulls a cleaver out of It's robe and and commits suicide. The whole dream(nightmare) was extremely graphic.

A motherly figure, like a mother in-law is wandering around a house that I am in. She is trying to get me up, or get my attention to help her son of which is like a husband to me. I am in and out of a bed trying to hide something sexual that I am doing. Kids keep coming in and out of this room where I am. Her son is in the hospital because he is hurt. His mom keeps telling me he is in danger with other women and she needs help. There are two guards around her house along with me and her inside.

In my dream, I was in a opened pavilion, wooden structure that was filled with beautiful people. The women were dressed like Greek goddesses. They were welcoming and even made me feel as if I was unique in special quality beauty. They were speaking to each other and casting admiring looks toward me. I sensed there were men around, but no faces or forms. I sensed I was at a place that was just western outskirts of my home town. A man entered and I recognized him to be my real life lover. He was wearing a covering around his waist made of a cloth and sandals, that looked to be Roman like. I remember studying his shoes and how the laces tied around his lower calves. In my dream, I didn't know him to be my lover, but as a very handsome man that entered the pavilion. All the women were looking at him and sending him pleasant smiles, yet he walked over to me and took my hand. I felt like a stranger to him, yet very receptive to his unspoken request that I go with him. He led me out of the building to the yard in the back. The sun was quickly setting. He had me to sit... which now seemed like the back of the bed of a truck covered in burlap and hay. Perhaps it was a wooden wagon, I am not for sure. He never spoke, but I was felt so completely elated that he chose me above all the other women to cast his attention. He stood next to the bed, where I was sitting and then he looked up to the heavens which were now very dark. The sky was completely covered in brilliant, sparkling stars. I marveled at how brightly they shown. He reached up with his hand and swirled the stars around in a circular motion, causing them to fall from the sky. They fell directly on top of me, showering me with real diamonds, collecting in my hair and my lap. My hands were cupped to catch them as I smiled and squealed in delight. I looked up to thank him and he was no longer there. I suddenly felt saddened. Appreciative that I would mean so much to him that he would pick me, yet not understanding his departure nor if I would see him again. I reviewed his swirling of the stars many times in my mind, and how he gave them to me.

I flew to an unknown location to meet my parents. I rented a car and was driving to somewhere that I did not recognize. I heard my father speaking to me yet I could not understand what he said. I went into a house that was assumed my parents home. I could see my mother with a young boy. I went upstairs to take a shower. Water was running out of the door at the bottom and on the sides. The water flowed into the next room and was flowing upward to a drain. I had to return home the next day and did not know what time my flight was. I was next at home and had no recall as to how I arrived there. I next began to worry about the rental car. Not sure if I drove it home and realized I needed to take it back and fly home.

I am in the point of view of a boy from my school named Kurt. We are in a creepy commercial about injuries in the 1970's. The shooting of the commercial is during a strange time. It was made to run away from the current world that we barely survive or are afraid of. I am the father of in the stereotypical happy family shown in commercials. The commercial is also secretly an FBI investigation. I then show up at my neighbor's boor who is a murderer with my little daughter and son planning to kill the housewife because I slept with her and she acts like an evil step-mom. The kids want to stab her in the face. We magically knock the door from behind their tree in the lawn. A mangled body is thrown out the door that is not the wife even though we thought it was at first. All laughter stops, and my children begin to scream very hard. There is suddenly a complete eerie silence. A loud scary noise is heard as the house bends which strangely forms an occult sign. The murderer rises out of the occult roof shape by floating. He can control our bodies and wants to mutilate more people. He wants to send my daughter to find more people to kill. She is screaming at the top of her lungs as he touches her face. Objects begin to move around, and blood is slowly pouring on the sidewalk.

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