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I don't remember exactly how it started, but basically the "devil" which i cant remember what it looked like but it was a male &had hooves but stood.... and basically he was going to come and iwas going to die, and my stepsister who i'm very close with was there guiding me through the entire process and we were talking about this kid who my step sister had known who's also gone through the same thing and how its almost like killing yourself and there wouldnt be any turning back or taking anybody with you or letting anybody know and so we were picking out clothes that we wanted to take with us and we would either just drop the clothes onto the ground and they would get sucked into the ground but it wasnt working well and so the other way was to drop them down the sink which was like a sharp vacuum cuz it had small blades and would cut my fingertips each time i put clothing down it, and after i put a pair of dark blue shorts, death (devil) appeared behind me and like stabbed me slowly down my back and told me that i cant be dressing to impress any other dead people, and then me and my stepsister were by our front door and my dad came home and i was walking with him the entire time from the door up the stairs and he told me to come into his bedroom and he was basically going to yell at me for something and i was so sad that he didnt know i was dead and so i started crying cuz he technically couldnt see me but he still thought that he could since he didnt know the truth and i didnt want him yelling at me to be the last thing that he could remember doing before i died and so i walked into my room instead and my stepsister followed and i sat on the floor leaning against my bed and she sat on my desk chair and he stood and started yelling at me and i kept crying and he was so angry and he kept telling me how stupid i was and my step sister was like "billy, stop yelling before you make her upset, you're going to make her upset" and then i was crying and screaming "dad, stop it before YOU get upset!" and he kept yelling and i kept apologizing and crying cuz i really didnt want him being left with the guilt of yelling at me and he was like "Megan, what" and my step sister was like " billy, punch her" and he thought she was joking around and he laughed and playfully did but his hand went through my face and he was just like "....what.." and he sounded so broken and upset and confused like he had just been ripped into pieces and i kept saying that i was sorry and that i couldnt even leave him the note that said in green highlighter, "I'm sorry daddy and tell mom im sorry its too late now" (because me and her dont have a relationship and she hasnt come see us in over 6years) but the devil told me he would have to cut my back again if i tried to leave it because it would of messed up the entire process? and so i was cleaning my room and i left my water bottles that my room is always trashed with for my dad to try and remember me by and it was so sad and he was so unbelieveably hurt by the entire thing and then my step mom came home and he was just sitting and crying and then i was watching her car from the sky with them both in it, and she was complaining about me and he started crying and then i woke up in tears.

I had vivid dream at my now ex Ira's house about how the earth was on fire and I felt compelled to draw a picture of how I saw it in my dream, Ira saw the picture I drew, I don't know where it is now. Well, I've not had another dream like that this whole time until this morning and it's the reason I'm awake right now. In this dream I was somewhere, I don't know where but it was primitive like a medieval place and everyone around the place seemed to be on edge. Then all of a sudden at dusk all the animals and I mean all of them took off running away from something all in the same direction. When they passed everyone was arguing about whether or not to follow the animals or stay. A group of us decided we were going to leave with them so we started gathering our things. I was looking for bags to put my stuff in and I filled one, then I picked up another bag, a green kacki army backpack which was out of place for the time period I was dreaming about. I then decided against taking it thought it would be too much of a load since I already had one bag full up, because it seemed like we'd be in a big hurry and I didn't want to be too weighed down, so I left the backpack on a bed there. As I turned to walk away to leave I looked back at it and I thought well good thing I decided to leave it behind because there was the name on it and then some one would know we had been there. I didn't see the name that was on it. Then, it just got dark in my dream like a pause, then this voice finally came and it was loud, like I was actually hearing it in the real, it was a mans voice but I didn't recognize it. He said 'They've turned the T.V's off. And my thought was that it was really all happening and was definitely time to go now and I felt real fear from head to toe and then I woke right up

I dreamed that I was with my family on vacation when I was about 15 and we went to the middle east but not a specific country. We arrived at this riverbank where there is a boat and the river is almost completely filled with huge black snakes. We get into the boat. I go to the bow and reach into the river and grab the tail of one of the huge black snakes and it begins to pull the boat down the river. We arrive at our hotel room which was a small bungalow amidst several others. Later some men came who worked with my father and our family got into their car and we were driven to a small brick building overlooking a valley of trees. We went inside. A button on the wall was pushed and one wall opened to reveal a window looking down on the valley below. A different button on the wall was pushed and the trees that covered the valley began to move towards the edges of the valley revealing atomic missiles. We were warned by my fathers friends that we would be witnessing the end of the world. A third button on the wall was pushed and missiles launched from where all the trees once stood, gushing out of the earth with an intensity that severley shook the building we were in at least a mile away. Then the scene shifts to my brother and I driving in a car in a middle eastern city where there are lots of wires above the streets and lots of buildings stacked on top of one another, buildings built on top of buildings. In the center of all that is a hill covered in green grass with one tree on top. I can see it sporadically between buildings as we drive. Then at some point all the missiles that were launched earlier in the dream all hit the green hill in the center if the city. The end.

I was going to give a homeless man some change. He was slumped against the wall with a hat on and when I looked at him he appeared to be someone dressed as Michael Jackson. He was staring ahead as if he were dead, which freaked me out so I let out a scream and backed off. There was another one around the corner. I was quite far away now but he jumped to his feet and started running after me. I knew Katie (my housemate) was in the shower so I was screaming like I’ve never screamed before but she never came. I was found the next day at the tip, on top of a pile of rubbish, raped and murdered. Somehow miraculously, I came back to life. I was terrified at this point he would come after me again. I went back to see Katie. She and some others were making parachutes. I asked why she didn’t come when I screamed and she said he wasn’t after her. This meant that the guy was specifically targeting me. We looked it up and realised they were hitmen and someone had paid for them to get me. I was terrified of them coming back and nobody would seem to understand why or offer any sympathy. They did come back but there was a crazy lady that scared them away. My boyfriend asked me why I was so afraid, to which I replied, “I was just raped and murdered by these people!”

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