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It was the day before and I was getting ready for a dance recital. I was super excited and I was getting makeup and bringing pretty clothes and everything. The next morning, my mom took me to a cafe to get me cozy before the recital. We were in a big hurry then because we were going to be late and then when I got there, I was tardy but the dance hadn't started yet. I still had time so I was relieved. Then a fellow dancer of mine was welcoming me, and some of the girls were applying makeup in front of the mirror. I thought I should follow lead, but then I realized I had forgotten something major and had to go back. So I went back and I was in this secluded place with mountains near. It was like something from an ancient folktale with mountain tribes. Then, as I was about to go into a little private shop, a few people caught my eyes. They were, like, wearing gangster clothing and they had big beards and kind of looked like hippies. Except they weren't, because I knew they were gangsters. And as they began to stomp, slowly and rhythmically, through the surroundings, I felt a sense of impending doom, and I was waiting tensely. As I waited, they finally attacked and began to shoot people down. It passed quickly, and I didn't remember much of it. When the attack had finally passed, I felt like I had just woken up from a long dream. I knew I had been subject to a shooting, but it felt really surreal. And since so many people were dead, and there was a loudspeaker talking about how people had died in this recent shooting, I was confused. Did I survive? Or was I dead and just a ghost of my former self, pretending to be alive? Anyways, I was really incredulous because I had just survived this shooting and the news had just been here and they didn't even care about what had happened to me. Then I could go back to my school, but now I had missed the recital and my teacher would be angry at me. So I went back to school for a short while and didn't let anyone see me, and I saw all the other dancers and people congratulating them and I felt disappointed I hadn't attended. But I didn't tell my mom anything and we drove to the psychiatrist because we had an appointment that day. However, I didn't want to tell the psychiatrist what happened. I just hung around the hospital lobby for awhile and the doctor at the front was staring at me. I went to the psychiatrist's office for awhile, and we talked, and then I left. Then my classmates began filing into the same hospital I was in. An alarm went off and everyone was told to remain calm and go with their heads down and their arms covering their heads. The scenery kind of morphed into a school and I felt like we were waiting to be dismissed. So anyways, suddenly all my teachers and the students of my school were there. I was bending down with a bunch of boys near me. I think they were joking around. I saw my history teacher speaking to everyone and once, I caught the head of my psychiatrist. People were telling the kids to remain calm.

I was at my neighbours eating a meal before going out for the evening. When we went out i found myself at a checkpoint without my neighbour, where everyone wore white tops and gray trousers. They were like robots walking through in single file. I was then singled out by a man in shiny black shoes, black trousers and a flamenco style orange and red shirt. I was dancing with him but when i said no more as i couldn't do the dance i found myself all alone there. There was no-one going through the checkpoint. I went into a room of people who didn't speak my language to ask them to let me go. They muttered amoungst themselves, then a woman said they wouldn't let me go as i refused to dance with the man in the bright clothes. I then woke up/

I was in a school gymnasium. shiny floors of the basketball court... red and white line markers on the floor of the court. i am standing in the middle of the gymnasium, the bleachers are full of people. I can see them, notice their clothes and feel that I know who they are... however, I cannot see any of their faces. They have blank faces. Like skin pulled down over them or something. No features, just flat skin colored faces.They do have their hair, I believe... though none stood out that I recall. In front of me is a man in all black. pants, long sleeves, and a black ski mask. He has a knife... a jagged edge knife like a hunting knife or something. He is repeatedly stabbing my mother who is hunched over and dressed in some sort of dress or long skirt and long sleeves. I cannot see my mothers face but I knew it was her. I start screaming and trying to run towards them but cannot move. All of a sudden, an old friend from school 3-12th grade friend, Cory was beside me with his arm around me as though he were comforting me. His face was the only one I could see in the whole nightmare. All of a sudden, my mother drops to the floor and lots of blood. The man swings his head up and looks at me straight in the eyes. I can see his medium brown almond shaped eyes. the skin around them was of a light brown color. He lunged towards me to come after me and I was able to turn and run - this is where I woke up. When I woke up, I was hysterical and as if in another world. one that I couldnt get out of. My roommates say I satt in the closet for three days. Rocking and crying and talking about my mother being dead and that he was coming for me. All I remember is that anytime I would close my eyes, it would continue so I didnt want to go to sleep. The next thing I know, or realize, or came to... so to speak... I was standing in the kitchen cooking macaroni on the stove and my friend was standing there looking at me and asking what I was doing. I dont remember coming out of this state at all. If three people hadnt told me and were all very serious about the fact that I had been in the closet freaking out for three days and nobody could calm me down or get me out of that place or state I was in.... I wouldnt believe it. I didnt think I had been there for three days, nor did I remember a lot of what they said I was doing... All I know is what I felt and what seemed so real to me to this day. I usually dont remember details like these from my dreams/nightmares... this one didnt feel like a dream... it felt like reality. people continue to tell me it was only a dream, but all I can say is that I have never had a dream feel like this or put me into such a scary and helpless place. I never EVER want to go there again. This was when I was 18yrs old. Since, my mother has passed from alcoholism when I was 33.I am 40 now.

I was playing soccer outside on the street, and suddenly this van parked itself on the strret that we were playing on. I looked at the van and inside the van was a family. I took a closer look and my crush was inside the van, but she had her face covered. Her friend was sitting next to her and they caught me looking at them. I had stopped playing soccer, but my crush did not want to speak to me meanwhile her friend was just laughing at me. I was very confused. Then, the family got out of the van and they were dressed very formal. My crush had a nice red dress. She looked at me as she got out, but put her face down and did not want to listen to me when I called her.

It all started with falling pregnant yet knowing I was a virgin I was oblivious to the fact of how it happened we came up with ideas but couldn't make sense of it, I am 14 so obviously I know I was young however I still chose to keep it. In weird excitement I told my pregnant teacher (Mrs warpole) and she believed me. We went to scans and I watched my baby grow I even quit smoking and drinking. I remember throughout all the pregnancy I was so scared of losing the baby yet I am so young I had this motherly bond with the thing growing inside me. I seen an at home way of aborting your child and thought I may have to do this, I watched my friend tonaia suck out the baby and realised I can't do that to the thing I love so I pulled out. We all went to a party knowing I was pregnant I tried cutting down on smoking and did not drink, I have birth at the party and it was to a gorilla, and the parents came up to me and asked for the baby I thought yes you can, some relief came to me when I was throwing the wine down my neck and smoking. We're all ordered to go outside then I see me ex Mitch. He pushes me on the stairs and tries to kiss me I back away at first then we go upstairs he helps me to pop my cherry then we have sex, then I guy I used to speak to turns up and was jealous so I said "don't worry you have a big willy" after that we go walking around until we get to this house, I did remeber the house I think from a previous dream and I decide to stop there.

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