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My dream last was that I had gotten pregnant without even having sex and my mother acted like it was no big deal then I went out with my mom and my cousin to gas station and then I went to a resturant with my little sister we met three grown men who one if them approached us and asked if we thought North West was going to be a huge brat when she grew up and I said yes she will be just like Paris Hilton and we had a discussion about it when his other two friends came over and one of his friends gave us their social media account and I snuck it under my leg then I went to the bathroom and my stomach had swelled up in a matter hours and I appeared nine months pregnant I went crying into a bedroom when grandma asked me why did you go into the lovers bedroom and I said it was an accident I also remembered the thoughts of the abortion I wanted

I was working at a daycare, but not my usual one, one I was filling in for. It was almost in a summer camp type setting. I was filling in for different lunch breaks, nothing particularly memorable going on. I was walking across the dirt parking lot after just talking with boss and a car was slowly approaching from the driveway entrance. There was a Muslim lady driving a dark brown Sudan, she also worked at the center. She looked to the right before entering the parking lot. I saw a child walking /running freely as if it were a summer camp and kids were roaming free run from somewhere and was to the left of the car. I put my arm up to point at the girl and yell at both to be careful, make sure they were aware of each other , but I could get my breath out in time and lady turned left running over the child. It was almost as if she got sucked under. I ran over, people had gathered , the Muslim/nikab wearing women was asking what to do, like back up and expose child or leave the car on top. I wasn't able to give an opinion before the lady backed the car up. I ran closer to the child and others did too. I wanted to help I yelled out to call 911 but they reached her before me and I said I'd call 911 and told them to help her.( I wanted to take charge, but backed down ) I run and I can't remember what I used to dial but when I'd dialled 911the numbers kept changing after I'd raise the device to my ear. Wasn't able to. I tried my cell and a computer. Eventually so frustrated I decided to run to a business of sorts where a male acquaintance was. He was an ex firefighter . As I ran over the driveway turned to stairs and the child laid motionless on the steps a couple sand toys near by. I asked an adult passerbyer why I they moved her body. They didn't know. No one was helping her but my mission was 911 so it didn't occur to me. Ran to this guys house..was really scared and anxious trying to explain I needed to call 911. He was helping someone when I got there I waited 2-3 seconds then interrupted , at first he got angry as if I was being rude, then was annoyed I didn't come in screaming a instead of waiting 2-3seconds to interrupt . He dials 911 for me and hands me the phone, I explain what happen and hang up. I feel emotionally exhausted at this point break down crying and keep going over images for this kid being run over. Venting to this ex- fireman. I do at this point realize that no one was with her on the steps and think I should have stayed to help and got someone else to call 911. I stay a little while ranting and crying while the man tries to consol me... As I head back to the daycare center I wonder if I should talke the Ativan from my purse. I worried I look too relaxed if I do and people will think I'm cold, but if I don't, I am having a hard time managing myself right now. I didn't make a decision, but I made it back to work and woke up.

I was at school and a teacher purchased me liquor. She left it behind her car and told me to bring it to the front of the school. As I did I was rushed by administrators saying I could not have liquor on the property. Instead of going to the office to be expelled I started walking home. On the way down the hill two acquaintances asked if I wanted a ride. In the back seat say my first love. He is deceased and was now alive. He said he never died, he just went away for a few years to get things together. He held me in his arms and stroked my hair and kissed my forehead and said I'm sorry for not telling you I was leaving. I love you.

California was flooding, probably the entire U.S. The water kept rising higher, like waves, and we found all these flooded towns where people drowned. We were trapped on this hill and we didn't have a lot of time, my entire family was visiting. So we were together. My grandma and I were looking fir ways out when we found this family that had shot themselves, even the kids before the water could get there. The man had this card in his vest pocket that said This Is My Choice. I took the card to use if I decided to do the same. I knew we were going to die, and my Uncle had this gun. I didn't want to drown, it terrifed me, where's the only thing I was scared of shooting myself for was the water receding and me making the wrong choice. As I was debating, and my grandma told me it was my choice if I wanted to go through with it, that she wouldn't stop me, these hundreds of people came out of nowhere, walking towards us. To be honest we thought they were zombies, because what the hell thats our luck. So we started shooting. I took the gun and while i really didnt know how to shoot i did pretty well, and it was when they started dropping we knew they were human, because i was too unskilled to get a headshot. So we thought they were just trying to steal our home and supplies and remained on guard. Finally they convinced us they just wanted shelter until the end, and we let them stay on the worn out bus we had. I was there with them protecting the kids and still trying to decide rather to shoot myself or not, and that was like the tenth time i had put the barrel to my temple and put it down when these little girls ask me not to shoot myself. I laugh hysterically and say " do you have any idea how many of you i just slaughtered? And you're asking me to stay alive? Why?" And before they could answer i thought "Leigh Ann" and burst into tears. The girls asked what was wrong and I said that I was going to die here and never said goodbye to the person who Was always there for me, that i loved her like a sister and now she was probably dead. I kept trying to call you, because some. There were towers that were still working, so I tried to get signal, to warn you, hoping maybe you had a chance in Texas, tell you I loved youand thanks for everything, but i couldn't get through my phone rebelled, and just kept playing recordings of us talking, which made me cry harder, and The kids tried to comfort me while the gun fell beside me on the seat. Then i woke up.

This is a repeated dream it starts off as a fun kind of maze through a home the home is unfamiliar to me other than occurring in my dream each room has a way of a different escape whether it be tactical or intellectual it starts off very easy getting through the room is just kind of looking around for key the next is there are creatures that are kind of frightening slipknots in the corners kind of as like a fear arises it makes it harder to get through the house I am usually with the same group of people every time in the dream every now and then one face will change to faces will change towards the end groups of the people on With diminish my mother usually ends up no longer being through the maze being stuck in a particular room I do not notice till the very end the end of it my my mother usually ends up no longer being through the maze being stuck in a particular room I do not notice till the very end the end of it my sisterWho is in every reoccurrence of the stream find our way out of the last room which is always the hardest always the scariest she goes up this long stairway and when I look up sheis very young she is on top of a book case or bookshelf she says she's never seen this room before there is a moment when I look away towards a bed in there my sister is laying on it there is a unfaced is very young she is on top of a book case or bookshelf she says she's never seen this room before there is a moment when I look away towards a bed in there long black haired creature holding her when I look back to the book shelf where she was there is now a doll that looks like her I walk over to the bed and try to trade out the doll for my sister it takes a minuet but it work I then get her put her on my hip and leave the room when I look at her when we arrive at the end of the stairs she is holding a little doll I always rip it open and a saw dust component falls out revealing a key to the final door the escape I look around and notice my mother is no where I fear and I start working backwards at super fast speeds running through all previous room it's is so fast so full of adrinalin I awake and am usually really nervous or awaken with a freight

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