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My boyfriend and I recently 'broke up', although it wasn't anything we'd talked about or decided upon...he drifted apart from me and I know it was my fears and insecurities that drove him away. He was the most wonderful person to me and I love him more than life itself, but even the most wonderful of people have their limits. I had a dream last night that his parents, who I've never met (spoke with his mother via phone once and had emails from both his parents), came to my home for some reason, and that my father (who is deceased) was there as well. I had a gift wrapped up to give to his mother. I remember feeling hesitant to say anything to them because I didn't know where I stood with them, and they didn't seem to speak either...they were just there. After a while, his parents left and I noticed that his mother forgot to take the gift I'd had for her. My father said he'd take it to her but I told him that I wanted to. Then I was standing outside my bedroom window and saw 2 large brown spiders inside my bedroom and felt afraid. I hate spiders in reality. End of dream.

Trapped in an old fashiondimmly lit bus surrounded by people I don't know who are all talking casually, but I cant understand anything that they are saying. I sit in my own thoughts trying not to be noticed. I check my jacket pockets but they are empty. The bus is cold although I'm dressed warmly. Then I look up and see a grotesque sickly looking figure. Hes covered in lumps and seeping filth and disease and I attempt to look away. But I cant. Then the man sitting beside me begins to laugh and stands and smacks the sick person. When he does the.lumps and filth splatter over the attacker. I sit and watch but the longer I do I rrlise some of the nastiness is on me. I try to wipe it ofttimes but I cant. Its on my face and for somereason my jacket is gone and the disease is kn my arms.and in my long hair. Although in the real world I have short hair. Then I begin to cry that I cant get clean. As I do I wake up.

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