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I was sitting in a bar and there were very expensive whiskey bottles on the shelves. Two of my friends walked in and shot a spitball at me, but he missed and hit the shelf, sending a million dollars worth of whiskey shattered on the floor. Then a woman (who looked like my Chemistry teacher) ran by with a glowing stick in her hand. She ran by again and I asked her what she was doing. She then walked up and killed both my friends, making me extremely emotional. She then took me through the memories of a little boy, including his baseball games. Then, she took me to a white room where a convicted rapist was being held. The convicted rapist was apparently the grandfather of the little boy with the memories. The woman began reading the memories to the old man. She told me she had to do this everyday. The old man then motioned me over to a piano and we played a song together. (I have no idea how to play the piano, but I did perfectly in this.) Then, the woman asked the old man how he felt about his son. The old man said nothing. The woman then asked the old man how he felt about his grandson. The man said he wished his grandson was his son. The woman then turned to me and told me to "Solve the mystery" or something very vague like that. When I made the assumption the grandfather attacked the little boy, the woman locked me in a dark room with a purple door. She told me I wouldn't be able to get out until I solved the puzzle. I screamed for her to let me out, but she refused. Then I woke up mid scream.

My dad and I got home very late in the evening. As soon as we walked in the door, I went to the bathroom and noticed that the toilet tank was missing. I called my dad back to the bathroom to see that it was gone and he just shrugged it off like it was no big deal. So I went into my parent's bedroom and sat on the bed, when I heard a voice that sounded like darth vador. I ran back out into the living room and told my dad that someone was breaking into our house. A shirtless old man with red boxers and glasses and no hair ran down the hall and said "you're coming with me" and my dad just sat there.

I had a dream that I was at my old school today and had my last year teachers. I was not supposed to go there. I would go to class and all. I would lie and hide why the teachers wouldn't know I was not supposed to be there. Whenever I left one class I saw fights and all. I hung out with my friends. When I got on the school bus, my friend sat beside me. On the way home, the roads were bad and weather. Whenever the bus got to my street the bus driver asked me to help a someone get into his house and it was an old man. I helped him in and when I went out I heard a crying similar to a baby cry and I had saw that the bus had left me but I went back inside to make sure it was not the old man and when I saw him, he was sitting in the kitchen at a table. I asked if he had been crying and he held up his hand that had a ring on it. I went outside and it was raining so I put a jacket over my head and I had a short jacket on already. Before I started walking down the road a light blue van passed. As I was walking down the street to go home, it stopped raining. I ended up walking back into a classroom. I saw my sister and my friend friend. I sat down beside my friend and she told me that my other friend had this word search yesterday. I looked down and I saw a word search on my desk with my name on it. I fount one word. Then the dream ended.

I was in my local bar, that I work in, all my regulars were there. The bar picked up and moved to inside my home then immediately moved to inside my mothers home. My mother says she is struggling to pay bills and that she is going to prostitute my 3yr old son out to earn more money. One of the local bar regulars(75yr old man) stood up and offered to have the first round. I started to panic, all the other regulars at the bar held me down while the man raped my child. I could hear my child screaming for me but I couldn't do a thing. After the old man was done I walked into the room where my child laid bleeding and sobbing and seemed emotionally dead inside. I then ran out my mothers front door chasing after that old man with the intentions to kill him. Before I could reach him he jumped into and ice cream truck and drove away while I threw small rocks at the truck.

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