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I was in my room with a doll my grandparents gave me and my mom came in and told me she wanted to put new skin on the doll. So as my mom was scrapping the plastic off I kept seeing the doll moving but my mom didn't. The doll was moving its arms and opening its mouth. When I said that was happening and my mom went to look the doll shut its mouth and stop moving. My mom told me that it could have been me that made the doll move and that I just didn't remember. My mom then took the doll to the other side of my room to continue scraping off its skin. It moved again and said so to my mom and this time my mom seen it. Then it started moving a lot more and hit my mom.

As i woke up on the porch of a run down 2 story ruggedy shack i quickly realized i have had this dream before. i quickly walked into the house and darted up the stairs. i saw a huge hole in the side of the house and looked out. While i was looking out i heard a teeth rattling soul shaking roar of a dinosaur. i knew from my previous dream it was a t-rex type dinosaur but not a t-rex. I crouched in the corner of the second floor so that as the dinosaur looked in he could not see me. He soon left the area and i heard a person yelling and i quickly ran to them and said “stop that yelling he knows everything that goes on. EVERYTHING.” the person quickly agreed to follow me. we went into the house again and i quickly remembered there was a landing through the other side of this jungle. we left the house and started to run for the tree line. right after we entered the tree line we heard that iconic roar only the dinosaur could make. we looked around and saw foliage and a log which we hid under. The dinosaur walked by to investigate and did not see us so he left again. we got up and kept running in the same direction we saw where the tree line broke and right before we crossed it i stopped us just short and i said “wait he knows when we cross this line he will be here in a heartbeat”. we then saw that there is another tree line just 30 yards from the one we were at so we sprinted for our lives. we heard the roar just as we got half way across the clearing. he came to the tree line and clearly saw us but he stopped like he wasn't able to leave that jungle. we crossed into the other jungle and i stopped dead in my tracks to see automated electronic sensors in this swampy water that would pop up and electrocute us if we entered the water. i soon realized that i was being hunted for some reason that which is unknown to me. i asked my partner what we should do so we went back to the clearing and saw that it continued into a field and we heard the dinosaurs roar. i soon had to wake up for school and the dream ended.

It started with me at Natalie's apartment, where we talking about something that I don't really remember. For some odd reason, Natalie was wearing glasses and at some point during my visit I had my left arm stretched out in front of me and when I turned to face Natalie, I shattered her glasses, mostly the left lens. At that point everything else seemed to stop and I profusely apologized and did all I could to give her whatever medical attention she needed. I don't know why but she seemed withdrawn and in shock, or something. While I was getting a rag to wipe off the blood on her face, I kept thinking about a news story that a convict's fate would be decided by the people, a first in recent history. When I had a rag, for some reason it took me three tries to get the rag wet enough and once I returned to Natalie she had pulled out all the glass that was in her face, leaving very little left to do. While I was trying clean off the blood still on her face, I was also trying get her to talk to me but she was still very unresponsive. I kept trying by bringing up different things and the convict who's fate was in the hands of the people kept coming up in both my thoughts and my attempts to get a response from Natalie.

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