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When I was young, I had a recurring dream that I was last Among my siblings when instructed to roller skate to a bridge in town. This started at my house in real life, then went to a part if town that didnt exist. When we finished going across this intimidating bridge, my oldest sibling said we should probably head back to the house. So we started to, and then there was a flood I guess you could say of about 3 feet of water. This was harmless and seemed normal until I was swept into the parking lot of a mental hospital. I cried out, yet they found it unimportant to save me. Then I went into the place, they had expected me. The staff put me in a room with a very thin person in a fetal position. My parents came in to visit me, but there was nothing they could do to get me out. I woke up shortly after. What in the world did this mean?

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I was under a bridge with my 10 month old daughter there was a bench with broken glass all over it i looked away from my daughter for just a second when i looked back all the glass was in her back she was badly bleeding and crying there was 2 people in the lake and they looked at me as if i done it to her i shouted at them to get an ambulance when we arrived at the hospital my partner and mother where there and they where angry at me then i was put into the mental health ward and i was just after having another baby and they wouldnt let me home because they where worried about my state of mind and they where constantly watching me with the new baby

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I am about to wake up. I hear my alarm and reach to turn it off but I can’t move. I can’t even open my eyes. I realize I’m paralyzed and I try in vain to scream for help but I can’t make a sound. My head feels foggy and unfocused, like I’m of no substance. My body feels like an iron prison and my consciousness is struggling against it, trying to get the two to connect and move and free me. It’s as if my brain is trapped by my body. I can think properly and flutter my eyelids a bit but otherwise I cannot move. It terrifies me and I scream a silent, mental scream. No one even knows I’m screaming but me. When I finish screaming, I try to calm down and relax, thinking that maybe my paralysis will end when my struggling does. I wait, consciousness still, for what feels like forever. I try to move again to no avail. I remember in a nightmare I had when I was younger, I squeezed my eyes shut and was able to wake myself up. I decide to try that again. I focus on my eyes, squeeze them shut, and open. Nothing. Again. Again. I can’t move. I squeeze my eyes shut as hard as I can, and open them. This time I actually wake up.

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I am about to wake up i hear my alarm and reach to turn it off but i can’t move i can’t even open my eyes i realize i’m paralyzed and i try in vain to scream for help but i can’t make a sound my head feels foggy and unfocused like i’m of no substance my body feels like an iron prison and my consciousness is struggling against it trying to get the two to connect and move and free me it’s as if my brain is trapped by my body i can think properly and flutter my eyelids a bit but otherwise i cannot move it terrifies me and i scream a silent mental scream no one even knows i’m screaming but me when i finish screaming i try to calm down and relax thinking that maybe my paralysis will end when my struggling does i wait consciousness still for what feels like forever i try to move again to no avail i remember in a nightmare i had when i was younger i squeezed my eyes shut and was able to wake myself up i decide to try that again i focus on my eyes squeeze them shut and open nothing again again i can’t move i squeeze my eyes shut as hard as i can and open them this time i actually wake up

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My ex brought the new girl he is having sex with and her daughter over to the house I'm living in I warned her about how mentally abusive he is and to protect herself and her kid and then I felt drunk and layed down to wait for this guy I really like I sat on his lap kissed him and cuddled with him while my ex fiancee and his new fling cuddled on the couch she wasn't pretty but I felt like I still missed him even though I feel love for this new guy I was so confused

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I was taken the a mental hospital because i had some issues. at first things were okay and i was more free. but soon enough my true self came out and i started to become really wild, crazy and depressed. in the cell next to me there was this old lady that would talk to me and she seemed like she didn't need to be there.my parents came to visit me and the visit ended up so bad that i needed to be locked up and not let out for a year. i went crazy and banged on walls and they didnt feed me or give me medicine and my cell was just a blank concrete cell. once i got out i found out that the lady next to me was my grandmother. i never gor better.

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I walk into a mental hospital where my friend was at. There was no one there but me, the nurse was at the desk and I asked what room hes in she said " 247." I was walking down the hallway to his room and he was standing in the corner. I asked him "Are you okay?" he turns around and says to me "Do I look okay?" His wrist was slit open and he was bleeding a lot. I ran to him crying wrapping up his wrist. he looked up at me and said " I hope you know I love you." i said " I love you too Lance." And he slit my neck open and then he killed himself.

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I stabbed a stranger, I don’t remember why but he was in our yard. I killed him and I felt it, I felt his blood splatter my face, the warmth as I stabbed and stabbed and ripped open his chest. My husband was with me, not stopping me nor helping, Just watching me. I dragged his body over the lawn of this beautiful house I do not live in but I sort of did you know? The grass was freshly cut and covered in dew, even though it was midday in summer, It wasn't hot. It wasn't cold enough for dew either. I put him in the garden shed, He was dead by now. I went along and cleaned the grass off, not with a hose but endless tissues as if it were fine carpet. My older sister, which I don't have comes home. Her husband and her kids all have no faces, Just black. Daughter 3, Brown curls and pigtails. Son unknown, I saw nothing. Husband roughly 40, Dark hair. My older sister was a short, stumpy fat blonde, I have seen her before, I know this because she had a face. My husband and I were in our room, Which looked more like the intensive care unit in the Mental Health section of the hospital, It was empty and dark but I knew it was white. My sister walked in she brought sudden light to the room and asked me how I was. I told her good but she wasn’t satisfied and continued to ask questions, but the one thing she didn’t ask about and that I was sure she would, was why there is blood all over me. Was this a normal look for me? I told her, I told her how I killed a man and he was in the back shed, No one particularly cared except my sister, not even the children. She was so shocked, she asked me for the weapon and I had forgotten what I had used. Turns out it was some old dagger with what looked to be a big chicken bone as the handle, strange. I ended up stabbing her to death after catching a glimpse of the weapon. No one was bothered by my second killing, I suppose she did look like a nagging twat. My husband was known for the bad things he had done in the past, He has a reputation around here, He killed a man with his own two hands, He went to jail and broke out, disappeared for ten years, Turns out he was on the other side of the world working in a kitchen, Not a regular kitchen. drugs. He spoke for the first time that day and simply said for me to “Stop it”. “There’s already two dead, what’s left to stop”? I said to him tauntingly “I’m calling the police and you aren't going anywhere”. He shouted I continued to explain how bad this could look for him also, I cut my arm with the weapon and smashed a beautiful vase across my head and proceeded to hug him transferring most of the blood and slipping the knife into his pocket. I pulled out the cell and dialed for the police, I told them my husband was trying to kill me and he was already killed two, gave them the address and hung up. I kissed him and walked out of the house laughing hysterically.

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