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I had a baby at home that my creepy neighbour delivered and I didn't know I was pregnant. The birth made no mess and I was back on my feet straight away. I went into the living room with the baby and my neighbour was doing the washing up, all my flooring had been taken up and my furniture had been sold. The midwife came to look at the baby and said she was sick and needed to go to the hospital as was born at 22 weeks gestation, I wasn't allowed to go. Instead I went to the casino where the hospital were phoning me with updates and then someone stole £10 from my purse.

My mother and I are in a Walmart-like store that sells everything from food to furniture. As we are walking around not shopping for anything in particular, I notice there is no one else in this store save for myself and my mother. I walk into an area that seems to be produce but there is nothing on the racks except one clove of sprouted garlic - I pick it up and set it back down again, seemingly annoyed at the poor quality of the garlic. I am then suddenly in the furniture section of the store and my mother and I both notice a large crack in the ceiling with torrents of water pouring through soaking a Persian style rug on the floor just beneath it. My mother says "let's get out of here because that ceiling is about to collapse. So we hurry out the store and find a troop of security guards on walkie-talkies rushing in. I decide to go back in (without my mother) and notice that the furniture in the room is actually fake - it made of wax or something --it's not wood I am a bit upset by this and just as I am about to go tell my mother about this I wake up.

There were a lot of people hanging around outside just chilling. They were not making noises, but it was a lot. I was walking through my mothers new house that she traded in and it was nice. I was trying to see which way my furniture would fit inside the house, but then had to stop. I was walking through the house to look around and that when I started to see her beautiful basement. On the lower level the house had so many large room and a view that was just beautiful, but scary. You could see the ocean and a huge waterfall. We went out to take a better look and I slipped off the edge. I was hanging from a ledge surrounded by water and some man was holding my hand trying to pull me up from. His wife kissed me in on my lips and she was telling me to trust her I didn't trust her at all and she was trying to pull me up. I begged her husband to save me from the ledge and finally he did.

My old friend wanted me to go on vacation with her to this cool house. It wasn't HUGE but It was pretty average sized, but the street was right out front, there was like no lawn or anything. Just street. We were sitting outside the house when I just randomly decided to go into the house, and found myself in this kind of dining room (where the front door was). In the dining room, this lady came over and told me "Coffee isn't allowed" referring to the coffee machine infront of me, so I was like, alright, and walked away. As I walked away, I ran into this guy who was a little older than me, or just really taller than me, with kinda like pin straight blonde hair that was sort of flippy. We just kind of said hi and exchanged names, then we both walked into this elevator along with some other people. Which was weird, because the house didn't look big enough to even hold an elevator. It was fine for a few seconds, but all of a sudden the lights started flickering and all of the pictures in the elevator fell down and broke on the ground and eventually the light just went out. I screamed obviously, and found myself holding on to the guy who apparently was named Justin (I dont know anyone named Justin so this was weird) but anyway I was holding on to him for dear life and said, "I just met you and I'm sorry but holy ******* god I'm scared." Then the elevator doors opened, and everyone else just walked out like nothing happened, so we both just did the same and walked right out. Now we were in this room with no furniture in it, but a lot of doorways surrounding it. One door was open, and out of the corner of my eye I saw something white blur around. When I turned, nothing was there. But when I looked back, a little girl who looked about 3 with really short red hair and a pink dress holding a teddy bear stood infront of us. She smiled and said something, but I forgot what she said. For some reason after everything weird happening, I got really worried and said, "We need to get out of here." Justin gave me a weird glance and then two more people showed up. One was fat and one was small, I'm guessing a brother and sister, but they showed up and gave us worried looks. The bigger girl spoke up, "You can always use the front door..." I laughed at myself. "Yeah." I said silently. Then, Justin looked worried again. "Wait, wait. I'll go out first, okay?" Everyone was silent, so he just nodded to himself and walked out the front door onto the street. The front door was glass, so we could see through it. When he walked out, two guys grabbed him and shoved him on the ground then burned him alive. No one reacted, we all just stood there. Then the dream changed, sort of to like a flashback, and it was Justin and the Coffee Lady fighting over this black dog. "Don't touch her!" Justin yelled, and the lady fighting back more, but then giving up and dropping the dog, walking away angrily. "I'll be back." She whispered. Then, the flashback ended. The little redhead girl walked up to me again. She started telling me about another boy, one that was "looking out for me" but he "refuses to show himself." For some reason, I knew exactly who she was talking about and started crying, and fell against the wall. I don't know the person she was talking about, but apparently in my dream I did really well. I can't pronounce his name, or type it, it was weird kind of name I'm guessing another language, but I kept screaming his name over and over while sobbing against the wall, then this older lady with her hair in a bun and a green dress walked by, smiling and mouthing "Soon" then I woke up.

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