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My hair turned white blonde, long and curly.. salt and pepper. grease? A bodacious woman sits in a lawnchair on her porch in the sweltering heat, she sprays her face with the hose repeatedly, I think shes an idiot and looks stupid and feel she’s getting what she deserves as I chuckle to myself maliciously… she talks about how old she is and how clear her skin is, I can see her double chin… she lets down her long curly sun bleached hair, it reminds me of my own… something about cottage ??? cottage cheese??? My Elderly self…

My hair turned white blonde, long and curly.. salt and pepper. Animal fat grease? A bodacious woman sits in a lawnchair on her porch in the sweltering heat, she sprays her face with the water hose repeatedly, I think shes an idiot and looks stupid and feel she’s getting what she deserves as I chuckle to myself maliciously… she talks about how old she is and how clear her skin is, I can see her double chin… she lets down her long curly sun bleached hair, it reminds me of my own… something about cottage ??? cottage cheese??? My Elderly self…

We were driving in his Jeep. It was dark and we were talking. We were driving down the back roads and we saw a big beautiful house, the size of a mansion to the right. The Jeep started to make a strange noise and shut off. He pulled to the side and tried calling a tow service but we had no signals. We decided to walk to the to house. The driveway was very long and he kept telling me to stay close to him. We got to the door and rang the doorbell. A lady in her 40’s answered the door. Behind her were 3 young ladies in the late 20’s early 30’s. They wore 20’s ball gown dresses. Their hair was pulled back in fancy buns and wore white gloves. He asked if we could use the phone and the older lady said yes. We followed her as the 3 ladies walked behind us. He grabbed my hand and whispered to me to stay close. We went though a few hallways and ended up in this big room. I heard a thumping noise coming from upstairs. I asked him if he heard it and he said yes. She pointed to the phone and he tried to call out. I heard them thumping noise again. And I asked the ladies what that noise was. They said it was the house. The phone was not working so he told them we would be on our way. But the older lady insisted we stay a bit longer. There was something about the way she looked that made him grab me and pull me behind him. He told them again we were going to leave and walk to the next house. The 3 younger ladies started to act weird and creepy cornering us. He yelled for me to run but I did not want to leave him. He then screamed at me to run and get out. I ran and the older lady tried to grab me. I looked back and saw them attacking him. The older lady ran after me but I got lost running through all the hallways. I needed up in a wide hallways with many doors. I heard the thumping again. It was coming from one of the rooms. I ran to the room and opened the door. A girl was in chains and gagged. I ran to her and she was telling me we have to get out of here. I heard the older lady coming down the hall. I closed the door and tried to keep her out as long as I could. I heard the other 3 coming down the hall. They pushed open the door and I fell down. They grabbed me and when I saw there faces I screamed because they were frightening. They knocked me out. When I wake up, I am wearing a ball gown and one of the younger ladies is doing my hair and makeup. I keep asking were he is and she tells me he left me there to say himself. I tell her she is lying as tears roll down my face and my heart sinks. They put me on this stage with this other girl and we just walk around being video taped. Days go by and this is all we do. As we are walking past a room I see his shoes and tell me that those are his shoes. They yell at me and say that those are someone else’s shoes but I know they are his. I tell them he is here and he never left me. I wanted to know where they were hiding him. She just laughed and threw me in the room. I screamed I am going to find him. The other girl came a hugged me but looked at me with sad eyes. She told it was going to be ok. A younger woman came in the room later that night that I have never seen before. She told me that he was still here but he was dead. I called her a liar. She told me she would show me where he was. He took me to this room that was outside. There were cement slabs as the floor. She pointed to one and I went over there and removed the slab. There was a wide tube with this watery liquid. I put my arms in it and felt his head. I went down farther and got under his arms and pulled with all my strength. His eyes were closed and he was not breathing. I lunged at her began slamming her repeatedly on the ground. I wanted to kill her. The older lady came in a pushed me to the ground. I crawled back to him and tried to wake him up. I cried and cried begging him to wake up because we had to escape. I could here both ladies laughing at me. It got louder and louder. I held you and screamed. Then I woke up screaming and started crying.

Last night i dreamed sleeping when suddenly somebody woke me up and askign me to pray to someone with a goiter. I first i minister to her with the word if she believe Jesus can heal her. i repeatedly ask her and she agree. when i pray the scene was changed that the neigborhood are looking so i pray " thank you Lord prove to this people that you are the real and great God " and the goiter was on my hand and some of the protrusion begun to shrink. i was amaze to see it happened so i cried. i woke up. saying Jesus. but i night before i pray to have the Elisha anointing.

We were destined for each other. We knew each other as kids and something happened and we didn't see each other till we were 16. He was hot. He was angry at me and everyone in our families. He was in this group where they did bad things but it wasn't a gang. Well, the group members took me without him knowing and tortured me. When they were done they sent a video of what they did to me too him and left me there tied up with a gag in my mouth. He found me and untied me and took me home. My family started yelling at me asking how I could be so stupid as to let them take me so I went upstairs. He came up to comfort me. He had me rest my head on his lap. I started to cry and said "No one cares..." He got upset and lifted my head and kissed me repeatedly then said "I care." and looked at the floor. I was shocked. I lifted his head and said "But you said you didn't when you first saw me." He replied, "I was angry. I didn't mean it." His eyes welled with tears and he kissed me again and said "I love you.". Then, I was against a wall and he was taking off my shirt. Then we were in bed, having sex. After that, I was asleep with my head on his bare chest and my aunt came to see if I was ok. He looked at her and said "She's better now." then looked at me sleeping and smiled. The next day, he left the group. Weeks later, we had hung out every minute that we could. Our families thought we were getting too close so they tried to keep us away from each other. One night we snuck out to see each other and we ended up making the decision to run away together. So we went home and packed a few cloths and took all of our money and met up back at the park. He brought his car and we left and never returned.

I was at my house. I was 11 years old in the dream. My stepfather started getting on my nerves, teasing me and physically abusing my mom and oldest brother. I finally took charge and got out a knife and at night, I sliced my stepfather in his face and arms and then I stabbed his heart and cut off his head. He was somehow still alive, and he beat me up and my mom and other brother was scolding me. I kept crying and getting angry and turned into a demon. I scratched with my sharp claws and repeatedly punched my stepfather and my mom called the cops on me, while my brother was trying to pull me off. A zombie and medusa showed up at my door, saying they're the "Demon Police", and my family sold me out, and they put me in a tiny cage. They walked away with me in the cage and started asking me question and the dream ended while Medusa was at the steps.

I had a dream about this boy in this program I am in, in which we go to te same school. He was in my art class this last school year, but he's one grade ahead of me in high school. The other morning, I woke up about 25 minutes before my alarm was set to start my day for the program. During that time, I had a dream about me and my friend being in an area that was like a store/restaurant/my house. The dream switches views, and my friend had vanished and the boy took her place. We talked and sat on the floor of the store aisles, and my stepdad came downstairs to get something. The boy whispered to me that he gave him a wink, probably hinting that he sees what's going on between us. For some odd reason, the boy was "waxing" his legs with tape, which I found ridiculously funny because I know he was trying to impress me and get me to laugh. Once again, my stepdad came downstairs and he told me he received another hinting look from him. The boy revealed to me that he sort of likes me, in which he hinted to me if I felt the same way. I was nervous, but I did let him know that I was crushing on him. What was to happen next is unknown, due to the fact that I woke up by the beeping of my alarm in my waking life. I'm wondering if this dream means something deep. What could it possibly mean? I mean, the guy in my dream is cute, and I've thought he was cute since the middle of the school year. I just never developed any feelings for him until after his dream had occurred. In class, he'd always tease me and say "You like me!" But I'd deny it everytime. I told my close friends about the dream and they instantly thought I like him. This happened about three days ago, and I still can't get him and my dream out of my system. I know I'm crushing on him, now. Was the dream just a sign telling me that I have underlying feelings for him? To make it even more shocking, he stood next to me at the grill line to order a grilled cheese, just like me. He cut the line and stood beside me and engaged a conversation playfully by saying "heyyyy girlll". My best friend (one of which I told about the dream), coughed obviously as he talked to me and nudged me in my arm repeatedly. I joined in with his "flirting" by nudging him back, but was this really flirting? Do you think that my dream has opened my eyes to reveal my feelings for him?

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