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It started as we were in school. My school uniform but in a library that was a mix of my high school and primary school one. It was me and a few teachers that looked familiar but i couldnt recognize them, same with the students around us. The teachers told me that because i was really smart they wanted to do these tests. So this teacher who looked really familiar but something was off about her go into this room in the middle of the library. Right in the middle made of all glass. We sit down next to each other at a regular school desk and chairs. She starts asking questions off of the paper in front of her that are just general knowledge and math related questions. She then starts asking for personal details like my age, name, weight etc. As she keeps asking them in suddenly sitting in a big leather chair that slowly starts lifting up towards the roof. There was a cut out in the roof the perfect size of my body. I keep going up in this chair and enter this cut out but it stops at my elbows. It is tight to my body and pitch black. It is so tight that the chair lowers down but i stay up in the air. The teacher keeps asking the questions and starts taking photos of me. She starts taking photos up my school skirt too. I then heard this faint beep and then the words "scanning complete" and i was suddenly in a new room. This same teacher and i, along with another who looks familiar are walking down a light purple corridor. we are just having a general conversation when the teacher from earlier says "i had to go get a blood test after i did my tests, make sure you do that and give us the results". (i have a fear of needles). We then walk into this room that is dark purple with computers along one wall and a kids play area in the back corner. My friend is sitting in the room. I go to walk into the room and they stop me. They told me that i had to take my shoes off before entering and i turn around and see the corridor lined with little kids shoes, so i take them off and walk in. I then walk in the room and turn around to look at the teachers. they smile and say in perfect unison, "and if anything is said or done in this room, just make sure it is recorded and documented." They then shut the door and suddenly im in a new room. I knew that it was later in the day and i was at my old primary school. I was sitting on the steps waiting for my friends, there were kids and parents all around, and that same teacher just watching me. I hear footsteps behind me and turn to see my boyfriend and his friends behind me. we start talking and all sit together. My boyfriend s is looking at his phone and starts laughing, so i ask him to show me. he turns his phone so i can see and shows me a video of a girl crying talking about a test. Saying the same things that happened to me. I start crying and my boyfriend hugs me but then i start screaming. Every person is sitting up perfectly still, not moving and staring straight ahead. I keep screaming but everybody is frozen still.

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Was picking up Qjr from school and was walking through a hallway full of little kids, me myself wearing a bookbag because I must’ve left a college class or something. Some arab looking grown-up guy with big almond shaped eyes who appeared to be picking up a child from school too (since he was walking through the hall with a kid) gave me a weird look as he walked by. Another grown-up walking down the hall gave me a weird look as well, assuming because I was a grown man walking through an elementary school wearing a bookbag. Anyway, I went inside a bathroom down the hall to the right and saw Qjr with his bookbag on and wearing a striped shirt, trying to fight his way for a position in front of a stall to pee amongst other jit boys. He stepped in front of this white kid and peed and somehow, he got trickles of pee on his arm, probably from another kid who couldn’t pee straight. I got mad and rushed to clean him up. Woke up.

Being framed for murder. A body was buried in front of my bathroom but I never noticed. One day I’m showering and I see a undercover police or detective staring straight at me. Whilst he does that, I see a pair of feet of a buried body outside my window. I tell my cousin Christa and she was like "what? Did you not see it on tiktok?” Everyone knew about a found body except me. I automatically fear being suspected of murder and cry hysterically. Investigator comes and tells me that he’s suspicious of me but has no grounds to arrest me yet. The reason I didn’t notice is because I had not showered for days due to my depression and anxiety.

My mom and grandma are both passed. My mom,grandma and I were at a house that was very dirty and no lights. Mom and grandma were talking about getting life insurance polices straight. Mom sitting there naked from the waist down having both sex genitals. I am like shocked. She was not hiding anything...showing all and didn't care. We started to clean up this dirty house and she still naked waist down. We went outside to sit on the porch and kids were riding in the street on their bikes...mom is still naked waist down. The kids stopped to talked and started to stare at mom. Finally for some reason a cop pulled up and mom tried to hide her male mental under her leg but it still showed. The cop could still tell she had both general is and naked waist down. What does this mean.

On the first day, I'm walking along narrow path and I come to pass a Mosque where an Imam startles me. He intercepts me, placing his hand on my left shoulder. He impales my shoulder joint with his Tallon and gestures to the Qur'an he is holding. He asks me with hostility: "would you like to hear it in English or Arabic?" To which I answer: "neither" as I free myself from his grip and continue walking briskly. I sense that my audacity has angered him. I look back to gauge my safety and I see the Imam colluding with another person, talking secretly and pointing me out. This other person seems to take instruction and proceeds to follow me. I periodically look back to stay ahead and the person has morphed into the dress of a Catholic priest while having gained some ground on me. I look again and now he is a Presbyterian minister and stalking me like prey. Next glance he is Rabbi and chasing me. Every time I look back the person adorned a different religious attire, many of which were familiar from various Christian denominations I would ordinarily feel comfortable and friendly towards. I manage to stay ahead of the pursuing adversary. The next day I am walking along the same path and approaching the Mosque. I notice that the Mosque looks more like a cathedral and there are no distinguishable features that tell me it is a mosque, however there is no doubt in my mind that it is a Mosque. I become weary that I am nearly at the spot where the Imam cornered me the day earlier, so I look ahead and walk to the edge of the path in hopes to avoid him. Out of nowhere, he intercepts me and impales between my bones with his claw once again. "English or Arabic?" He hisses, as he begins pulling me towards the mosque. "Neither!" I say, as I painfully rip my flesh to get free. Again I briskly walk and am pursued by a shapeshifter. The third and final day I am walking along the narrow path. I have come to expect confrontation as a permanent obstacle. I consider crossing the road to avoid the ordeal, which would be out of my way and slow me down. Then I think to myself "why should I". Why should I make an alteration to my life and routine for such evil? Instead I march fearlessly towards the usual spot. Sure enough, he jumps out hoping to scare me, but I was expecting him. But before he can insert his claw, like a true martyr I offer my shoulder to him with arrogance and willingness to suffer the pain. This robbes him of much satisfaction as latches on. "Which will it be, English or Arabic?" He asks with malice. I look straight into his black eyes and calmly say "of that book I will hear neither, nor any other tongue".

I am a man in a room with 2 woman I don't know. The one woman goes crazy and pulls out a gun and shoots and kills the other woman. I hide in the closet and then manage to escape. I end up outside. I then open the front door and go straight to the refrigerator. I take out food. I then walk outside and see a woman and her child. I tell them to get out of there a woman has been killed upstairs. They act as if its normal. I go next door to the neighbor who is an old woman.

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