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I went with a friend to his house.There was nobody at home except a friend of his.His friend left as soon as i came.Then my friend made me sit and he went to have a bath.Then later he came back and made me sit on the bed and ke started applying talcum powder over his body and then he started kissing me on my waist and then tried to undress me.I started running away and when i reached the ground floor of the building.I was all of a sudden surrounded by police jeeps and vans. and when i turned back i saw my friend behind me.he kept screaming asking me to come back and i started running.and a cop had caught me saying it was a raid. he took me along with other women.He photographed me. Then they published my picture in the newspaper.and then i took the help of my friend and asked the cop to take of my pictures from the file that has to be published. and when he gave me the file.There were photographs where i had been beaten black and blue. i dont remember when i had been beaten. we tore the photographs from the file and then i saw my friend and woke up startled

I am walking into a very large kitchen like in an old war camp or something. Then i guess im walking with a little house on the prairie character. weird right? any ways this little boy whos like ten likes this little girl in the kitchen, also about ten. now she wants to show us the ice cream selection. again weird!!! so we go look and there are like 40 different tubs full of different kinds of ice cream on a counter layout type thing and one is missing. where it was supposed to be was this big hole in the layout. the little girl reaches in and is pulled into the hole. now in horror movies you know how they have the shower scene where its all fogged up and then you see the hands and face come up and freak you out, well thats what happened. she was behind the now somehow empty ice cream tubs. then somehow i figure out that shes like pure evil and shes trying to lure this little boy into her creeptastic little lair and eat him alive or something, so i try to get him out but he doesnt believe me that shes bad and doesnt want to go. then i finally realize that im dreaming and try really hard to wake myself up.

Looking through my own eyes there were different shapes in my room That did not look right, there was a doll just above my head which I know was not there my boyfriend was standing by my bed next to the light so in the dark I asked my boyfriend to put the light on but all that came out was a growl I kept screaming for him to turn on the light but I was just growling no words were spoken except my bf's voice saying he was scared. I Must of then woke up asked him to put the light on again which he did. Talking bwt it after he said I scared the s**t out of him as he wasn't asleep he said I stopped breathing and then startled him by asking him to switch on the light wat does this mean!?

I was sorting a pile of very wet pool towels (I have a pool) that had been used and left around. My mother was there, but she has been dead for the past 6 years, in real life. Then I was sleeping in my bed with my mother and the doorbell rang. I went to answer it and it was a male that I went to high school with thirty plus years ago who I have never really had a relationship with. For some reason it scared me to see him through the glass in the door and I screamed DADDY and woke myself up. My husband also woke uo and said I had screamed. Something that might be a clue to this is we are considering moving.

I feel like I was somebody else in this dream, because I called some lady my mother but I have never seen her before in my life. And this girl that had a romantic interest with me was either my best friend or my "dream sister" (I've never seen her before in my life either), but either way she was really close to me. Anyway, so I'm a co-host of some event, where we are entertaining strangers, serving cotton candy and whatnot... Feels like an outdoor mini-carnival in the middle of nowhere. Just me and this "sister", though, no mother yet. We are talking to strangers. There's a little girl, her family. Looks like her older brother maybe, and a dog. Have a (disgustingly pleasant) feeling that something evil is about to happen. Time passes, events blur... We are murdering the strangers. Bodies lay on the ground and my hands are bloody. The dog is dead and unidentifiable members of the family are strewn about. The little girl is still alive but has sickening injuries that my "dream friend/sister" caused with a shovel. She is screaming. I try talking to my friend/sister but the screaming is too loud, so she just ends her life while I momentarily look away. I feel no remorse or pain or disgust, and I note that in my dream. On my way from the massacre, I pocket some cash I think I got from the dead people, and this black guy sees me do it. He gives me shit about not having my cash out around a black guy in public, saying "you probably think I'll steal it" and other meaningless accusations. I purposely goad him into becoming violent (I forget how) and then I draw out a pistol and shoot him. He dies and I feel good. I meet a young man, late teens/early twenties, and his mother. I predict his death. He is stubborn and arrogant and I just have this feeling that he will die soon. Then I pull my friend/sister aside because I want to ask her about the sick shit we did today. And whether or not I'll go to Heaven. I wanted to ask her why I didn't feel any guilt or remorse when that bloodied up little girl was screaming for her life. Events blur again; the woman in my dreams that is called "mother" (the woman I don't know) gets off work, comes home and seduces me. I was aroused at the thought of more murder, and of sex with these two women whom I don't know but in my dream they were either family or close friends and knew of what I did. I didn't feel any guilt and wanted to do it all again. Incest

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