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I've recently been getting anxiety about certain things. My mind would be messing with me, making me think things like "you may be friends with all the kids in your school but what if they're fake?" or things like "they all hate you". My mind would also randomly dig up things in the past just to point out evidence that all my so called friends are "fake" and it would kill me inside. I didn't want to talk about it to my friends or anyone because my mind would also make me think that it would make me a "toxic" and "needy" person. My mind would dig up all my past mistakes and make me think I am a villan to everyone, and that I was also a human parasite. I just kept fighting it and I didnt tell anyone about it. The weirdest thing is that everything has been going well for me and I dont have any quarrel with anyone at my school. But I cant help but have this dream..... I was at a fair full of people and even all the kids at my school, and strangers and other people. I would run into a friend and greet them, but all of them reacted negatively. ALL of the friends would. For example: The first friend, we were good friends but not super close you know. I went up to her to greet her but she seemed confused, creeped out, like she didn't even remember me. Like all the good memories of me and her were just.. gone. The second friend, was my best friend I've known for 5 years. In real life she had curly, long hair. But in this dream her hair was straight and medium length. So next, I went up to the second friend, complimented her hair, then have her a hug. She shoved me away and said I was creepy and that everyone at the school thought the same way. The weirdest thing is. I was known to be the "popular but kind" Kid that was friends and cool with everyone. This dream felt so real. After I met her in the dream, I would try to meet one school friend after another. They would all just act like they don't remember me and that I was a stranger. I greeted all the friends I knew. and they all traded me in an unfriendly way. Then this one kid that I didnt know of, appeared in my dream and just yelled out things like "Why do you even think that people like you? whats wrong with you?? Why are you so creepy everyone hates you!" Things like that. and I replied with things like "I dont understand..... I thought I was friends with them" We had a argument then mystery girl attacked me. I hit her in the face and pushed her off. Then I ran to a corner to pick up a high heel boot. She ran and tried to tackle me, then the lights went out and it was pitch black. I used the heel of the boot to hit her in the head repeatedly and get her off of me, then the lights were back on. The mystery girl was gone. There was nothing but a boot and blood on my hands. A teacher runs up to me and yells at me "Why did you do this?!?!?" And I just replied with "There's no such thing as real friends" and then I woke up. Crying more than I needed to. And now I have to know what it all means. like why was i at the fair?!?! why did all my friends turn against me? Why did I kill someone for self defense?

In my dream I was climbing a very tall and rocky mountain, the next thing I knew I was laying on the ledge of the mountain with a broken leg. A rescue helicopter had flown up the mountain to get me, the helicopter had nowhere else to land but over the top of me. After it had landed and the rescue people jumped out to help me I slid head first off the mountain to my death. I could see everything as I was falling, I could see the rescue workers try to grab me as I was falling over the ledge, I could even see myself crashing head first into the rock that killed me. I could see my lifeless body spread across the rock.I woke up in a panic

The dream started at my house. My brother and I were home alone. Then these black vans surrounded our house. I remember being told to "watch out for black vans." I try to get my brother up, saying we have to hide, but he didn't believe me. As one of them walked up to the house, I slammed the door shut and locked it. Sometimes we leave our front door open for fresh air. After I did that, they left us alone for a while, but they were still watching us, watching our every move. I tried to call my mom, or 911, but I guess the men did something to our service too. So we hid and waited. Then I got the bright idea (why, dream me, why) of trying to run to the neighbors house and ask for help. My brother and I took the back door out, but the men were still encircled around the house. They got a hold of me, my brother escaped. They took me to this abandoned, overpopulated house that was in terrible shape. It was in the middle of downtown San Diego, I'm surprised no one saw it. By overpopulated I mean it was filled with other kids I knew, who were also all abducted. We were allowed to roam freely around the house, we just had two unofficial rules to live by. 1: Don't try to escape. 2: DON'T anger The King. We also had these weird tracker collars. They would send signals to The King, and he'd send his little men in black vans to go and kill us, and the black van men were everywhere in the outside world. Who is The King? He's the head honcho, the big kahuna of that house. No one knows who he is, or his motives. In fact, no one knew why we were taken here. Nothing bad was happening (yet), but we knew something sinister was brewing underneath. We were scared shitless. One day, The King revealed himself. He was a short, squatty man, but had the face of a sour lemon. He had a sword tucked in its sheath in his belt loop. He didn't announce him as The King, we just all kind of figured, since he looked way way older than the rest of us. He would just walk around the house, as if he was on patrol. If he didn't like the way you look, he'd kill you. If you attempted to kill him (many did), he'd make sure you die the most brutal death. He was terrifying. I avoided him at all costs. What I saw from him was unfathomable. A transgender boy was having a mental breakdown and wasn't in the right mind. He confronted The King, pleading on his knees that he'd let him go. The King looked down at the boy. "You want to be a boy right?" The kid looked up, a little taken back by this comment. "What does that have to do with anything!?" The kid responded with, getting more frustrated and angry. "I'll help you pass better as a boy." The King grabbed him by his fluffy, pretty-long-for-a-boy hair, and scalped him with his sword. Like, he cut off his hair, and scalp, so all you could see was his brain. He fell over dead. The King did all of this with such a deadpan face. He turned to the boy's body, spat on it, and muttered, "Tranny pig." Everyone watching, and there was a lot of them, turned away once The King turned to walk away. This man was a monster. I saw a lot of kids I knew there, who were from school, dance, the neighborhood, etc. I saw a girl I knew from school and cheer leading on the verge of death, anothr cheerleading classmate, who was also her best friend, cradling her, crying. The King shot the dying one in the thigh, because she tried to escape, leaving her to die slowly. It was pretty merciful, compared to the other methods of punishment. This broke my heart. The two most popular and joyous girls I knew were at utmost despair. Throughout the dream, I could only think about my parents and my brother. Flash forward to another day, I'm walking around the house, like usual, with the rest of the "herd" of abducted children, and I meet up with that one girl who was cradling and crying over her dying best friend. We talked a little, she's very damaged because of what happened to her best friend. She tells me we need to escape. That her friend's death cannot be in vain. I'm very reluctant, but I'm pretty fast on my feet. I agree. We climb over the wall, and run a couple meters from the house. I look back, and I understand why no one sees the kids, or anything that's occurring in that house. There's some sort of protection field that makes it still look like its abandoned from the outside. The sirens go off. Green lazor lights are everywhere. Those represent the locations of the Black Van Men. We make it as far as the freeway. We try to remove the collars but we can't. Then I wake up.

I wanted to act or something. Model like white girl got in way moved me down to bottom. I went to tell on her. On my way back i get called. Its Jesse, Mr. Moore and some others. "Chauday how did it go...ooo..did she say when practice was?" I say "idk maybe 2 times out of 10 days" mr moore laughs "she we make her just for saying that" (push?) "U should always practice. Here" he hands me a flute. I try to play it but its clogged and something is sticking out. Edward appears. "What's this" i say "what do u think it is" he pulls it out to reveal a long pipe cleaner. I began to unclog all the gunc out of it and tried to play the first song i ever performed. Edward taking his time to show me. The background changes to a forest. And Edward to two new asain teachers. Im sitting in the same chair stuggling with the notes and slowly lifting my leg as if trying to march. I ask "how am i suppose to march like thi-" but before she answered i turned my leg into a perfect 90. The second teacher smiled at me and said very good then told me to stand up and march as i played as the first teacher continued to instruct my playing. I kept moving and playing until the background changed again "Chauday come on come on its suavemente" i look around realizing i was in a room now the flute was gone and two ppl were facing front at the screeb as it played suavemente. I took off my shoes and socks and began to follow the screen. After the dance i left the room to walk into another. Everyone is working around this table. This is when i noticed the window. The first deer burst threw the window and grabbed the ladies hair in his mouth. "Help me" she spoke. Ppl came to her rescue only for a fat half naked mad to come in to try and strangle her. Again ppl came to her need 'let her go' they said until he did. The man vanishes and everyone continues to work like nothing happened. I see the deer lurking in the window again. As if on repeat the lady walks by and the deer attacks again. "Help me" she says. Ppl come help only for the man to follow again "help me". 'Let her go' theyd say. And he would. And leave. They return working. "Chauday can u go untie the string in there please" someone instructs me. I walk inside the closet. Reached for the scissors and cut something. "Its in the back tied up..." Listening to the new instructions i know ive cut the wrong thing. I walk further down cut the right thing and head back "what happened to the power" i hear them say i return to the room but everyone is exactly where i left them. Stuck yet busily working. Only difference is now the room is lit by the now broken open window. The tree stands just outside of it like u could almost walk out unto it like a ledge. I see the deer, majestic and beautiful standing in the tree lurking. I see the lady walking by. Ik what was going to happen....

My girlfriend hears a noise in the closet in the spare bedroom. I go to investigate. Before i open the door i hear a loud noise of multiple items falling to the ground. I then decide to bang on the door to the bedroom loudly with my hand. The door smashes and splinters away with tremendous force from the force on the other side of the door. I run for my life before i can see what it is into the other room. I see that the window is smashed out in this room. I then panic and jump out the window. At this point i wake up from the dream and i'm in my bed and i can see Morgan next to me out of the corner of my eye on Skype. I try to talk to her and move my head and i can't. I start yelling i can't move over and over and over. Finally i'm able to get up but Morgan said she had no recollection of me yelling I cant move.

I end up being friends with my ex boyfriend after an incident where he put his hands around my throat. he apologizes and says that he only wants to be with me and that he's sorry. I take his phone and see that he's talking to all of these other girls. I go to a hotel with his phone and can't seem to find my room. I search everywhere for it. I finally make it into a room and realize that he has my keys. I try to get them back but he won't meet me to give them to me, so I can't go anywhere. I tell him that I have his phone and that I'd give it to him if he gives me my keys. all the while girls are constantly messaging him while he tells me that he's done with everybody but me.

Majestic deer in window. Nice white lady in room. Everytime shed go by the deer would be huge and jump in to attack her "help me" somehow. Not long after a fat white man would come in to stangle her "help me" it took so a couple ppl to get him off. Again and again this repeated "help me" shed say. This time i saw it coming. Tree in broken window. Deer appeared majestic and beautiful. White lady appeared deer violent lunges in to get her "help me" black female friend goes to help. Deer backs off only to let fat white boy come in to grab her. He lays on floor with her in hands i yell "let her go" worried he may throw her i tell her to try to hold me while i try to push in his eyes and choke him as he chokes her. But it was hard. It was like i almost couldnt do it. I couldn't manage to push hard enough to feel his pain on my fingers...i wake up

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