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I had a dream that my mom (who has been dead for 4 years) came back to visit. I could see her and touch her, she talked to me and my my kids could see her too. No one else could see her. We were back at my grandparent's house and she took me upstairs to her old room where we talked about how much I missed her and she told me she loved me. I can't remember much more of the conversation but it was interrupted by one of my daughters coming into the room to say good bye as she was leaving to go to a movie with my aunt. I remember that my mom was just about to tell me something important b/c she sat me down and said you need to hear this. That is the end of the dream.

I am outside in the backyard of a house, being chased by a man who looks crazed. he seems like a distorted version of my uncle or father. there is a house, it has big long windows without glass and a deck made of wood panels. everything is wooden. inside there is stairs, also wooden. there are tiles on the walls, i dont see them but i know they are there. i run to the house and up the stairs. i don't know how i got in because there's no door. but i get partway up the stairs and stop. I can't move upward anymore. I cry because I sense that my parents are gone that I won't find them. I feel an uneasy discomfort and fear. There is no resolution

I was in an unfamiliar house I've never seen before, with parents I have never seen before and a brother and sister I have never seen before. I watched them all get killed. I survived, but was taken to an insane asylum, and put in a jail cell. Where I had a protector. Once I woke up in the cell an there were life sized dolls that watched me. I asked to get rid of them, but my protector said no they were gifts. Then the dream shifted and I was in the middle if a field. I started killing people. In the dream I could see the blood everywhere and hear the people I was killing screaming, but in the dream I liked it. In the end before I work up I was in a pool of blood and body parts

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