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I went to see my mother and asked her to give me my stuff back and she said no and i had a gun and a knife the gun was in my hand and i asked her again she still said no so i shot her in the arm and then i asked her again and she still said no so i got the knife out of my bag and started cutting bits off her and then my older sister came in and i told her to leave she said no so i shot her in the head then i went back to my mother and kept cutting and i kept asking for my stuff back and she just kept saying no so i eventually shot her and left with my stuff.

Me and a bunch of friends that I didn't recognize were very tiny, almost fairy sized. We were trying to survive at my local park and we built hiding places made entirely out of popsicle sticks so we could hide from the giants that wanted to kill us. We always had to carry weapons, but all we had were forks and knives. Then, I remembered that I had a bowie knife in a drawer in my room, so one of my friends and I go to my house to retrieve it. We still hid from the giants. They would pick up the popsicle stick huts and we would cling onto the ceiling of them to make the giants think we weren't there and they would be on their way. When I found the bowie knife, we went back to the group of friends in the park and we made a plan to escape by making a road of popsicle sticks to continue hiding from the giants. We would see them walking on top of our popsicle stick roofing that we built on the road.

My dream last night was placed in a room where there was one wall of the room was glass. Jennifer and I were inside of the room talking about something and she looked over into the glass room. When I looked over I noticed that Brian was in the room. But for some reason I could only see his feet and a little bit of his legs. He was wearing blue sweatpants and tennis shoes that were red-ish orange and black. I asked her what he was doing and she nonchalantly said, “Oh he is talking to your mom about the twins. He is making a decision because she told him that she is going to have to give them up if we don’t take them.” I looked back over to Brian and now I could see his face and somehow hear what he was saying. “I don’t think we can. I don’t know what we can do….” Then I couldn’t hear Brian anymore and went back to talking to Jen.

I was in Belgium (I'm actually Irish). I walked into a bar, and I met a man called Tom Dice. He's a 23 year old Belgian singer, and he was singing one of his songs - "Firekisses" - at the front of the bar. I knew the lyrics so I sang along. After his slot was over he invited me to have a drink with him, and said "Hi, my name is Tom. I've been looking for a girl like you for so long." We talked for a while, and we went back to his apartment. We slept in his bed (which was shaped like a racing car) and my purse was bigger on the inside and it had all of my stuff in it. The next morning Tom and I flew to Vegas and got married.

I found myself at a high-school reunion many years in the future. The reunion was held in a large meeting hall or old house turned public gathering space. We were all outside on the porch; it was evening, and the sky was dark blue with yellow on the horizon. The house was white, made of bricks, and it looked like an old English manor with climbing roses and neatly-trimmed hedges. Most of the people there were my friends from grade 8 (I had this dream in grade 9), and though I don’t remember the topic of discussion, we all seemed fairly friendly. I then decided to go off by myself- there was a low, stone wall and a grove of trees separating the yard of the house from a beach, and as everything was well-lit by lanterns, I decided to walk along the beach and then swim in the ocean. The ocean was very calm, there was little wind and the waves were very subtle and slow, though I couldn’t see into the water because of the lighting. I was only in the ocean a few moments, and I was still in a shallow region where I could stand on the bottom and have my head above the surface, when I saw shark fins. I wasn’t afraid of them. The sharks then started moving in a very unusual way- their heads coming above the water so they were perpendicular to the surface and then going back down again, rapidly thrashing and squirming about. I got out of the water to see better what was going on, and I then saw the sharks walk out of the water; they had the heads and torsos of sharks and human legs. I then realized that they were part of a band which had become quite popular for some reason, called Onkle Donkle. I somehow became completely dry, despite having worn all my clothes into the water. The shark-people were wearing inner tubes (each differently coloured) and carrying their instruments (how, with no arms, I have no idea). Others had gathered around and saw the shark-people-band, but no-one seemed to care. I then went back to the reunion, where I went inside the house to see that my old friends were gone, and my colleagues from my job were there (I think I had joined the FBI). We then played an odd game with silver marbles and funny-looking cards.

I was in a shopping mall with my identical twin sister Grace and one of my friends, Emily. I was four and half months pregnant but I wasn't showing. I had no baby bump or anything. We went to a new shop on the top floor and began to talk to the woman there. The shop was a teaching nursery and I told the woman that I wanted to learn how to care for my baby when it arrived. She made my sister and friend go away and sat me at a two person table with her. She asked me about why I wanted to learn how to look after my baby and if I was happy being pregnant. I was very happy being pregnant but I told her that I didn't have a boyfriend and I had never had sex, she told me it was normal and that my baby would be fine. She asked me if I was guilty about being pregnant at fifteen, I said no and she said that was a good thing. Then we went on a walk around the shopping mall. She gave me a book to write in and asked me all to write down all of the things I wanted to learn but she said I needed a pen to write with so she'd buy me one from W H Smiths but we couldn't find the shop. We walked to the bottom floor of the shopping mall and met a boy from school and his girlfriend who kicked the wall and it lit up a map of the shopping mall so we could see where the shop was. I'd been to the shopping mall in a previous dream and began to remember where the shop was. In stead of going to the shop we went back to the baby shop and it turned into a nursery which I decorated and then I grew a baby bump and rubbed it.

There were these 8 girls. They all were contained to a very small area. They had been like this for ever. Their dad let them out of their room each day to go in an even smaller gated off area. One day they decided to sneak out. I, being one of the girls, could not control my own running. I ran back home just in time to getin bed and lock my room before the dad came home. Somehow, he brought this ridiculously amazing guy in and he slept in a cot next to my bed. The next day, the dad woke us and declared that it was time for a show. A show was when we got in to small costumes and did tricks in a very small fenced of circle. The dad invited all the neighbors. He did this whenever we got in trouble, and during our tricks, he would read everything we had done wrong, starting with our childhood,up to the last offense. He would let the neighbors laugh and mock us, then we watched as he made everything smaller, till we could barely fit. Hen he let the neighbors choose a punishment, which this time happened to be getting chased by a dog, a snake and him chasing us with a whip. We did it all with our hands and feet tied. Then we went back to our rooms and were left untreated for two days until the dad decided to get us.

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