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I was in the hallway of my high school. The walls were blue and yellow. A funky bookshelf was against the wall. I was calmly talking to Savion. As the dream progressed I began to sob hysterically. I was crying and pleasing for him not to leave me, to which he responded with an air of indifference. He walked away, down the stairs. I was on my knees, crying, when Johnnie came and kneeled fown next to me. He wrapped an arm around me and tenderly placed a hand on my shoulder. After a short while he started running it throygh my hair. He told me in hushed whispers about how he would never leave me. He said, quieter than everything else, so i wasn't sure i heard him right, that he loves me. That he had loved me for a ling time. I looked up at him, and asked, in a quiet voice, "do you really?" He nodded with a small smile and reached over to hold my hand, which was now resting on my lap

So first I was in an abandoned warehouse, with a bunch of strangers. not feeling left out or in any way that I wasnt supposed to be there. I had sex with a stranger and it was passionate. After this happened, my dream jumps to my fathers house where i grew up. I was in the yard and saw my fathers truck (from back when i was a child, which he no longer has) hooked up to Two different trailers. These trailers were filled with construction material. The truck was also running. Almost felt as if I had come home from a "party" and seeing my dads truck running, I felt as if I should have been home to help him load up the truck and trailers. So i went inside the house. Walked up to his bedroom, and inside i found him laying with 3 other GUYS in his bed. MY DAD IS NOT GAY! He wakes up, along with the other men, and he looks surprised but happy... he asks "What happened last night?" I replied, I dont know, I was going to ask you the same thing! He then tells me he got his 3rd DUI and he was smiling about it. Then I walk out on the balcony and am frantic trying to figure out what happened to my dad the night prior. Looking out to the yard I see a bunch of people leaving the house. The neighbors are at the end of their driveway looking up at dads house shaking their head in disapproval. Then, after freaking out and punching dents into a van, someone tells me my dog got hit last night by a car, and it died. WHAT THE HELL DOES ALL THIS MEAN?

I am waiting in a shelter outside a shopping centre when I leave to go to the bathroom and leave behind my handbag. On returning I see a young woman walking quickly away from the shelter and I think my bag has been taken. However my bag is still there but the purse has been taken and the handbag is full of denture cleaning tablets. Next I am with my husband who died around 6 years ago and we see the young woman arrive at the car park with a friend and when they leave the car my husband tells me to get the number plate number but the bonnet of the car is covered with a sheet or a blanket thrown over it and covering the plate. I check the back of the car and the number plate is showing odd symbols, not numbers or letters. I dont understand these symbols and tell my husband I dont know what these mean.

Bad police surround my lover in a public park. At first, I am helpless. I wait with a sympathetic park security guard, along with my infant daughter. When I hear shots fired, I know he is dead. But then I change my dream. I leave the baby with the guard with instructions in case I don't return. I go with a knife.I am a Native American. I hunt. I kill the bad guys and save my lover. Then, we are doing al these things to escape to Mexico. We throw away our cellphones. We get all the money we can. We switch licence plates several times. We throw the knife and guns and other evidence in the river. We are using an obscure route to drive on. Once we get there, we go to live on the coast. Very worried about how we will make money to live off of.

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