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I was at a school, and I didn’t want to go to class, because I had feelings of fear, and I was scared of something. So I started looking for any escape possible out of the building. On the way to the door I saw a janitor, and my councleor. He tried to approach me but I ran. He chased me up a stairway and I dropped to the floor and curled in a ball, and would not talk to him. He kept asking me what I was doing and what was wrong, but I wouldn’t answer him. I was wearing a blue long sleeve sweater, and blue jeans. I was crying, and shaking.

We heard a strange sound. Then we realized it was a bat. Lighys were all turned off, then I turn it on. I saw the switch of the light. Then first, I saw the shadow of the bat, then the bat itself. It was flying. We moved to the other room. We were in our old house and I was holding a baseball bat so I can hit the bat with baseball bat. We were scared but we conquered the feeling. My uncle showed off his tongue like a maniac when he was riding a car. I imagine a rape scene in my dream. I told my self in my dream that if he will try or attempt to rape me, I can shoot him with a gun. I saw the bed. I saw the gun. Someone asked for my salary. I think it was my ex-colleague, Teacher Kat. Then I was talking with the kids. I asked them something. I saw my cousin. We were sitting on the chair, while the kids are eating on the table.

I was at a school, and I didn’t want to go to class, because I had feelings of fear, and I was scared of something. So I started looking for any escape possible out of the building. On the way to the door I saw a janitor, and my therapist. He tried to approach me but I ran. He chased me up a stairway and I dropped to the floor and curled in a ball, and would not talk to him. He kept asking me what I was doing and what was wrong, but I wouldn’t answer him. I was wearing a blue long sleeve sweater, and blue jeans. I was crying, and shaking.

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