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On a sail boat with family in the ocean , a powerful storm came(at night) with huge tidal waves crashing and spinning my boat all around. tidal wave after tidal wave some 20 or 30 feet tall. hit the boat and flipped and rolled it over as water was pouring i had only 10 sec to take a breath as we rolled over and over gasped for air only letting a small amount out and taking in water to my lungs as we turned up right and the water drained out i could see light but the storm was not over yet so i ran out side to try and secure my boat with a friend the tidal waves kept on coming and finely one knock me way away from my boat and family when i realized what had happen i looked up and saw the biggest one yet a 100 footer and i look around for a safe place and just saw tidal waves all around so i ran into a out house ( bathroom) with the friend and waited for the impact when it all changed. Im now stepping out the shower and drying off like i just got finished with my shower and everything is bright and sunny and my family is there and every is telling me that ever thing is going to be ok then i realized that non of us had made it threw the storm

In my dream, I am a blonde. I'm in a prison cell, yet the room around my cell resembles that of a salon. Outside my cell are my "parents" arguing. The mother asks him how he could have kept my imprisonment from her. In my hand is a gray cellphone and a voicemail is playing and it said something like "Take a left at the door. Right down the hall. *There was a pause* Pretty..." and then it ended. My cell is now unlocked and I walk to the door of the salon, with the phone held to my ear. Suddenly, it's an old-fashioned tape-recorder, playing a different, but similar message as I walk down the sidewalk. Looking around the corner, I see a bald, buff man in a suit, I can't make out his face though. The recording says "Take a left down the hall. See the man. His name is Dog. Your nails look pretty." Turning, I run out onto the parking lot towards my dad (he is my real-life dad this time). He sees that I am scared and walks towards the direction of "Dog." That's all I can remember.

I was doing a science project mixing chemicals. When someone started screaming. I turned around and I saw someone with a huge needle, with something that looked like poison inside. Then I saw another kid lying on the floor. I ran away but my crush came and tried to act all nice but had some knife needles or something. When I ran I lost my younger brother Adam and my mom. I tried to close the door of my car but he stopped it with his hand right when my mom and brother got in the car. My mom drove away with his hand in the car, but then I woke up.

I was with a foreign friend and we were walking down in san Francisco and we got dropped off of a car to find my id that I had and we looked to the left and a girl stranger was just about to jump off of a building and she did and and did summersaults down and I looked away just as she landed but my friend saw and were distraught and held hands and then when we walked to the right there was another girl who also committed suicide and there was blood all around her. we walked to a hotel where I saw new and old friends all together checking into a hotel room and then we came back to the car that dropped us off to find the one girl gone and just the blood on the sidewalk

It was a terrible organization. Courtney Jarmush was in charge of it all. Isabelle picket said Courtney was screaming at someone on the bus so Isabelle asked. Courtney threatened her that if she didn't help get it going she would kill her. Was supposed to go drama meeting. Saw Alaina Kahn. White shirt turquoise pants. Christy was in bathroom In banquet dress. Talked to her. She warned me but i was too afraid to listen i was so tense takjing to her i was listening but not hearing her words. Cims was md people were late. Was in elevator with Jake penrods dad and others when someone tried to shoot me. Escaped for a while. Was in dixons room when the music came on. The music came on to scare us but it was peaceful music. but it meant they were coming to get us. They would take random people. I hid behind the desk. They walked by. About to take someone else but I said no please take me don't hurt them. They took me captive . I was only one they took that time. Walked me through delchers room and I was crying because other people were being hit and I was begging to let them go. and delcher just told me to shut up stop disrupting class. Have to talk to leah white have to talk to her. Thoughts in my dream And and conscious head. (Probably cause I was supposed to call her before bed but never did) Survived for a while. Went to their hut. Bridget lindsay was bad and so was Aly Julian. Bridget magenta hair aly dark red. I I was with Veronica Olsen. Bridget asked me if I had been given a knife to cut myself. Because they made you do that. and I said I don't do that anymore id get in trouble. ad so then she told the person holding me to do away with me since i didnt listen. I felt myself being killed. Head cut off. The scary part. Who killed me? i knew who everyone else was but her or him. . Everything returned to normal. Shelby Janicki messaged me saying she missed me so much. I couldn't respond. I typed. Message did not send. At this time point I tried to wake myself up from death started to open my eyes(in real life too) but failed. My subconscious wanted to see more even tho my real life self was getting hurt. I was still in school but nobody could see me. I was walking with Brandon Kolb but he couldn't hear me. I was gone. People were sobbing. Mourning. I yelled why didn't you pay attention to me when I was alive!!! And they disnt hear what i said yet they cried louder!! And I said I'm sorry I didn't mean it I'm right here look at me I'm right here. But nobody heard.

In real life, I am a brunette, but in my dream, I am a blonde. I'm in a prison cell, yet the room around my cell resembles that of a salon. Outside my cell are my "parents" arguing. The mother asks him how he could have kept my imprisonment from her. In my hand is a gray cellphone and a voicemail is playing and it said something like "Take a left at the door. Right down the hall. *There was a pause* Pretty..." and then it ended. My cell is now unlocked and I walk to the door of the salon, with the phone held to my ear. Suddenly, it's an old-fashioned tape-recorder, playing a different, but similar message as I walk down the sidewalk. Looking around the corner, I see a bald, buff man in a suit, I can't make out his face though. The recording says "Take a left down the hall. See the man. His name is Dog. Your nails look pretty." Turning, I run out onto the parking lot towards my dad (he is my real-life dad this time). He sees that I am scared and walks towards the direction of "Dog." That's all I can remember.

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