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I saw a newborn baby boy wrapped in a white blanket with light blue and pink stripes- sleeping with his arms up in the air. i then saw him open one eye- his left eye. next, both of his eyes were open and he opened up his mouth slightly. he had big, bold, beautiful eyes. then he yawned. after that, he had on a pale blue hat, white pajamas that had blue giraffes, elephants and monkeys as decorations on it, blue lining the feet of the pajamas, a blue collar and blue lining the arms of the pajamas, a sky blue blanket wrapped around him and was turned on his left side with his hands curled up and body in a fetal position while going to sleep again. now he is awake again- but this time he has his fingers on his left hand in his mouth and no blankets on him.

I had a vision of seeing twin boys-newborns- dressed in blue shirts with mommy's favorite written on both of them in blue writing, white diapers and were laying on a white blanket. they were sleeping quietly- one facing right, the other facing left, with their hands curled up in an almost fist-like shape. later, they both opened up their eyes- the one on the left being lighter than the one on the right and just stared at each other. they soon changed outfits rapidly- from red button-down pajamas to pale yellow shirts and diapers or white shorts- then to grass green shirts and diapers to white shirts and diapers. then finally to royal purple shirts and diapers, orange shirts and turquoise shirts and diapers.

My grandmother who in reality died last year of cancer is in her sitting room. She has a really pale face and blue lips. She asks me why the doctors lied to her but is in good humour and smiling as she asks me. She is transferring papers from her pocket to her bag and when I try to see what is on them it is only scribbles. I feel her forehead and she is like ice, I start to cry and ask her not to die again. She laughs and pats my pregnant belly and tells me shes always around.I dreamt about her months ago also and there were papers blowing around her with the same scribbles on them.

I find myself lucid dreaming, so I know that I'm asleep. I'm in a dark room during the night, in some sort of sitting room. I try to light up the area by making candles appear, yet the room refuses to light up. I decide to explore the house, realizing it resembles the house of a friend of mine who passed away a couple months ago. I find a living room, where someone is sleeping on the cough under a blanket. It's my dead friend. He rises himself up from the couch, revealing pale skin, bloody scars all over his face, bone and flesh where his arms were supposed to be, and several gaping holes in his chest. He looked dead. I cover my eyes and force myself to wake up, afraid to look back. I awoke right after.

It was a dark restless night and I was driving with a pale white passenger wearing glasses. We arrived at an apartment complex and I blacked out. Next thing I remember was a being caressed by a female with silver hair and she smiled at me. Others around her were whispering "he'll do nicely" then I blacked out once again. I awoke out on the street feeling very strange. My eyesight sharped and focused on a window on a parked van moving back and forth. Through the window, I saw a man with long black hair had a gun pointed at a half naked woman who was crying in distress. Without thinking I quickly jumped into the Van and grabbed the front of the revolver and the man shot my hand 5 times but I did not feel pain nor bleed. I twisted his hand with ease, noticing I was incredibly strong, pointed the gun towards his head and made him pull the trigger. Next thing I saw was him laying in a pool of his own blood and the blood on my hands disappeared into my pale skin. Suddenly I was apprehended by the police who were much stronger than me and I blacked out once more. I then found myself in an office belonging to the man sitting in a chair on the other side of the desk. He spoke to me and told me that what I've done was wrong because the rapist did not deserve to die. So I was injected with a chemical that turned my veins a neon blue. I was also told that it would be going on my record. After that I was put back in front of the apartments where I first started and everyone outside including the girl with the silver hair went back inside and locked their doors. So I decided to suck out the neon blue chemical from my veins and spit it onto the floor and then my dream ended there.

I find myself lucid dreaming, so I know that I\'m asleep. I'm in a dark room during the night, in some sort of sitting room. I try to light up the area by making candles appear, yet the room refuses to light up. I decide to explore the house, realizing it resembles the house of a friend of mine who passed away a couple months ago. I find a living room, where someone is sleeping on the couch under a blanket. It\'s my dead friend. He rises himself up from the couch, revealing pale skin, bloody scars all over his face, bone and flesh where his arms were supposed to be, and several gaping holes in his chest. He looked dead. I cover my eyes and force myself to wake up, afraid to look back. I awoke right after.

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