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It was a diffeerent time period, and i was riding a bike on a dirt road, past fields, and stuff. really nice. on my way to visit my sister. Got to this old town, buildings made of stone. my sister wasnt home, so i went into this shop to kill time. then all of a sudden me and the shop keepers, were rushed out of the buiding. and brought to what i think was a roof top. to hide. after a few hours i heard my son calling me. frantically. I waved him over to wear i was. and we just huddled. few hours later, we were put into this old car. trying to get away. He were kinda in between my legs, and then we started getting shot at. I got shot 3 times, and slumped over onto him. I told him to stay there not to move, untill everyone was gone. I hoped my dead body would hide his so would live. then i woke up.. I beleive it was the 1930's and we may have been jewish. which I am not.

I dreamed i was at a gathering and i was talking with a lot of people my sister nwas there and i walked out side to a gathering like a lot of tables and chairs with church people that i know pastors and ntheir wives and members dressed in all white . i was walking around speaking to everybody about my trip i took and how i had a goodtime. i had on a red dress and my hair was in a frenchroll style it was very beautiful, then i saw a lady come out on stage and began to sing a song as i walk back into the white building.

Well my dream was about some guys breaking into my house and shot me in the arm, my sister, brother and mother was home. my brother was down stairs with me and i told him to go upstairs and call the police. while i was downstairs with all the men who shot me in my arm. i start to talk to them and tell them why they should not do this, after that they put down there guns and they helped me by wrapping a shirt around my arm so i will fill less painful. they shot me and then they helped me, its something about that, that i wonder why they did that instead of just shooting me to make me die

It's my first day on college. My sister and some of my friends are with me, althought they don't go to the same college. They have all found their classroom and left me alone. I cn't find my own classroom and soon I get lost in the school. Soon I meet one of the professors, she tells me I'm a thief and that I brought everything I stole with me to the college. She shows me where I hid everything. Everything I stole filled and entire hallway. There were some stuff from ancient Egypt, ceramic bottles and paintings. Every professor in college was trying to clean up the mess I've made.

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