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I was in my bathroom, and my little sister was talking about some kind of monster. Then these fingers started coming through the wall, and it was a scary little Asian girl. She made me do things like steal something from my parents. My older sister came home for the weekend with her dog. I asked my little sister if the monster could follow us anywhere, and she said she thought so. I decided to risk angering the little girl and told my parents about her. I wanted to get away from the house, but they didn't believe me. Then, after about a minute, the girl appeared in the kitchen. At first they were confused, but as her face started to scarily transform, they became scared. Then I think she killed us all.

I was riding on a cargo freight train through a war-torn area, along with many others. The train was moving so slow that donkeys caring bags and suitcases could walk alongside us at matched speed. We were attacked by guerillas and those on the train with me began fighting back, shooting and pushing those attackers off that tried to jump on the train. I became overwhelmed and felt as if I didn't have the energy to keep fighting. Everything went into slow-motion, and I realized that our attackers are not carrying any weapons and are mere children (ages 10-20). In the trenches alongside the train, I see hundreds of corpses on top of corpses (as if these children were victims of a mass homicide and thrown by the train tracks). I started yelling for everyone to stop fighting these children, but they looked at me as if I were crazy, pushed me to the side, and kept battling. I jumped off the slow-moving train and saw a survivor in the trenches. Upon leaning down to help what appeared to be a severely wounded, malnourished boy of 10-13yrs, I reached to support his head and was startled at the touch of the pus and blood spilling wounds he had. As I was startled, I drew my hand back and his head fell off--only the skin had already grown over this wound, and now I had what was then a badly decomposed body in front of me. Convinced he was alive a moment before, I looked over at his head and was terrified to see that his eyes could still blink and look around--and that his mouth was still moving as if trying to moan. I tried to back up, stand up, anything to get away, but kept slipping on the other corpses. Then this boy's body attempted to stand up. I was terrified beyond belief and finally gained enough ground to stand and run. I looked back and saw his body standing, headless, and with very jerking movements, begin to walk...

It started off in a car, we were making out.. him basically carrying me through the house still managing to kiss me non-stop. we moved into the house, where my black cat greets us.. we stumble upstairs to the bedroom. then start having sex. i remember the intensity of the kissing, but all i remember is his strong hold. Dark hair and Tan skin. I remember looking at him and falling in love all over again. he was my first, and it he had been so gentle and caring. it was amazing. the way he touched me gave me a feeling of self worth and love. i fell asleep in his arms... only too wake up on his chest. i took a shower with him playing around.... but i never saw his face. only his eyes.

Me my younger cousin an old man and a younger guy(neither of which i have ever met or even know if they exist) were inside a house in the woods. The old man received an invitation in the mail to a family reunion that was going to be held in the Caribbean. he asked if we wanted to go and we said yes. Since he didnt have money for a plane or cruise we had to paddle there in a small canoe that only seats 4. We paddled through a storm and arrived there two months later. We enjoyed the family reunion and when it was time to leave we tried to get a boat ride or plane ride from someone that was already there. Noone would help us. I finally saw a family friend and he said he would help us but he wasnt leaving for a while because his daughter was on lifeguard duty on the beach we were on. When she got off of duty she had to change out of her wet clothes into something dry. She began stripping for me and the younger guy that was with us. When the family friend realized that we were watching her take her clothes off he refused to give us a ride back to the US. We decided we would just paddle back across the ocean in the little canoe. As we walked toward the canoe to begin going back we noticed a bunch of beer left over from the reunion. We got wasted. Our canoe was docked right next to a huge boat carrying soldiers and navy seals. We began yelling insults at them and they wanted to fight so we squared off to fight. Thats were i woke up.

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