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It was really bizarre. First, Logan came to my house and knocked on my bedroom door in the middle of the night. I woke up and opened the door and he started crying and telling me how much I had hurt him. He slumped down and just sat there crying so I gave him a hug and apologized. That part was so vivid! So I told him that I was sorry again and asked if we could be friends and if he would come to the movie night I was having the next time. It all happened this weekend. At the movie party I had, Ryan, Tim and Sam were all there. Tim and I were just friends. When Ryan Gordon there, he gave me a huge hug and then just sat there with his arm around my waist for awhile, which thoroughly confused me. Sam showed up later with a baseball cap for what was evidently my favorite team. Then he asked if I had plans for the 4th and said we should watch the fireworks together. I went and we were just about to watch the fireworks when I woke up.

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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.

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I found myself in my room standing next to my bed, I am very week I feal like I have been drugged, I can hardly keep an eye open, I am falling against everything around but my feet can\'t move and I slump down. I notice out side my open room door that there is a skinny female lion. I need to get up to make myself big... I feal if I wasn\'t so zombie like I could think and defend myself, even beet the lion.... Crazy? As I woke up I felt numb.. Hands,lips and so on

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I found myself in my room standing next to my bed, I am very week I feal like I have been drugged, I can hardly keep an eye open, I am falling against everything around but my feet can't move and I slump down. I notice out side my open room door that there is a skinny female lion. I need to get up to make myself big... I feal if I wasn't so zombie like I could think and defend myself, even beet the lion.... Crazy? As I woke up I felt numb.. Hands,lips and so on

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I was sitting home alone on a stormy evening. All of a sudden there was a knock on the door, which struck me as odd since no one was supposed to be home for another two hours. So I sat still and pretended not to hear anything, but the knock came again. The air around me became cold and lifeless. As if I was inhaling chalk. Then I heard it, the sharp bullet fire followed by the cracking of wood. The door hinge dropped lifelessly to the floor, followed by the door itself. Then a man wearing all black was in its place. Immediately I sprung up and lunged for the back door, but the man was trailing at my heels. Then as if I had went through a wormhole of time I was running through the slummy streets of a crime filled city, the fiend still close behind. I’m running so fast my feet don’t feel a part of my body anymore, I sharply turn but am reluctant to find myself trapped in a dead end alleyway. As I frantically turn he has the gun pointed to my forehead, before he gets the chance to shoot I’m jolted awake.

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