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I dreamed I was back at the Center with lots of people I knew. Carlye had her baby and had lost lots of weight. I was amazed at how skinny she was and then laughed at the irony of her being so skinny here. I saw Andie as well though only for moment, and Christine was nowhere to be found. I dreamed I then refused to eat and got tubed, but fought back and pulled it out several times. Carlye was then pregnant again and was doing last call but the half wasn’t up. Liv was also with, however simply visiting. I was so embarrassed to be back yet relieved and feeling safe. But everyone had been giving me crap for the tube, especially Amber. I didn’t deserve this, she said, I deserved to be living my life.

I was sitting in a stone cylinder, with a vat of acid sludge, or some sort of biological weapon above me. I was wearing a white jumpsuit with gold down the sides, and I had obviously just fought my way in. I was just waiting for the vat to be poured on me, and I wanted it to, but I knew thy were going to stop it, even as it started to be poured. I could see it tipping and wondered where the "guns" were to stop it. Finally the vat stopped and was put back, and I stood to wait for my release, thinking that it was great for them to stop it, but horrible for me because I wanted to die. I went to a training center where I was fighting really hard (killing people), and then went into the hallway. In the hallway, scissors used for torture fell down the stairs. A man came out and grabbed them, looked at me then ran away, saying "It wouldn't happen again." I was back home, and I came up the stairs, where I guess I was staying with some friends, or distant family. My friend Trevor was there, and I flirted with him a lot, even though he was in some sort of relationship. There was a little kid, about 8, sitting at the table and a woman was sitting near him (Trevor's partner) quizzing him on something. I told them that there was no point in quizzing him because it was a nice day and why on Earth would you need to know capitals? I It was Christmas morning so there were presents to be opened. Before that though, breakfast was still needed. A man with a goatee came down the stairs on crutches, and Trevor's partner told him that he needed to eat something because he hadn't eaten anything. I asked him if he wanted something, assuming he would say no like he had to everyone else, but he said that he wanted some good eggs. Trevor complained that I was already in charge, so I responded with the fact that I'm awesome. There was already coffee brewing, so I grabbed some and another mug for the man on crutches. The whole dream, I felt loathing for myself and slight happiness when with Trevor. I was extremely capable, and very dangerous. I don't know if I was on the good side or the bad, but that I was hoping to die.

I dreamt of two old friends that I have not seen in a long time. One was healthy once again and was living in my old home by the beach. Both friends were happy. One friend gave me a present of a huge lollipop wrapped in tissue paper. The other gave me a christmas music box that she started up and placed in the front room on top of a piano. It sounded like a stereo. We were all sitting at a kitchen table with them talking. I indicated i had nothing for them, though there were other presents on the table.

This horrible dream that my two older boys get kidnapped and I can't stop it. First time I had it was a week ago. They went exploring together in a place like palmer park and never came home. This time dreaming it again it was actually a week since they went missing and I was talking to my youngest son about how we don't need this much stuff since their gone :'( idk how to stop this dream or why my mind keeps going to it. Idk if it's because their getting older and I know they'll be moving out soon.

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