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I had a dream this is how it went, I stood at the top of a stair case, it got darker the more down you get. At the bottom there was a blanket of gray fog. I just stood there staring, as if I was waiting for someone. Then a little girl appeared, She looked lost so I went down the dark stairs and then she said "Hi.." it didn't take me long to realize this little girl was me when I was about 5, I started to panic but when I turned around to run away the stairs were gone. She said " Wanna she what you've done to me?" Her voice well little me's voice was so hushed and haunting. She took my hand and dragged me down this dark hall where she made me watch all of my mistakes, they were being casted on the wall , they were all in black and white and all were vivid flashbacks. When we got to the end of the hallway she pounced on me knocking me to the floor and grabbing me around my neck in a tight grip and started screaming "YOU CAN'T FIX ME! SEE WHAT YOU DID !? " and then I woke up choking for air.

Okay so I was babysitting this little boy & his little sister. the boy was 5 & the girl was 3. well it was me, mykenzie & Michael. & like 2 guy friends of mine show up at the front door & they're like we just got jumped, they're after us. I looked over & saw like 20 guys & I was like oh hell no, I have kids in here; they're going to bust my windows in & everything. & so I ran inside & hid the kids & locked the door. I looked outside & they were getting jumped & they were shooting guns at my house. blah blah blah. well eventually the cops cleared everything out. & I was walking the street with the kids. & I got a phone call & they were like you're next. & I turned around & there was a line of guys on dirt bikes & four wheelers. & stuff. & I ran with the kids & took them to a neighbors house. & i took this car & drove as far away as possible. & then I got thrown into this museum thing. & they found me. I ran. & found some kid & he looked exactly like Dylan. & I stopped. & I was like can I hug you? & he was like yeah. so I hugged him. & then I continued to run. I got back in the car & drove back to the neighbors. they broke in & took the little girl but couldn't find the boy. & they killed the old lady. & then they found me again. & then they all jumped me & started trying to slice my throat & at that time I woke up.

I was with my work colleagues, but it was after work had finished. The place looked like Newcastle train station, but I knew it wasn't. I crossed a bridge that was slowly closing as I did so. Then I stopped at another bridge and started to make oat biscuits. All the ingredients where around me and the bowl was medium size and white. I was sat between the legs of a guy from work called Matthew, we were talking while I was mixin the ingredients together, I saw there was a segment of lemon in the bowl so I took it out and squeezed in into the bowl, the mixture then became too watery so I added more oats and that point the bowl was too full. Matthew tasted the mixture in the bowl and told me it tasted really good and he could taste the rosemary in it. After a moment we started kissing quite passionately. He heals my head in both hands and said 'I wih I wasn't the only one who's allergic to what I've just ate' I asked him if it was the oats and he nodded, I told him he should never have tried it if he knew he was allergic. He just shrugged his shoulders and said he didn't care. We started kissing again, then some colleagues from work walked in and they were all in Halloween costumes. They asked if we were coming to the party, we could see the venue is we looked over the wall on the bridge we were sat on. I told them I couldn't go because I didn't have anything to wear other that my work clothes. The girls from work each gave me something I could wear so I went off to start to get ready.

I dreamed jennie and i were in ireland at the hotel we will be staying at. we were poking around the rooms, having a great time. we went downstairs to the pub, there were men sitting around an outdoor table drinking beer. i was blockaded so the only route i could see was to climb over their table. i put my hands on the table and started to jump up, the table fell over sideways and lauched some items at top speed toward another table with a man sitting there. people thought he was dead. i walked over, thinking omg, i may have just accidentally killed someone... he was lying on the ground with a pizza almost embeded in his face (thats what was launched!). i gently pulled the pizza/cheese of hoping he was still alive. he opened his eyes amidst the red pizza sauce (whew, thank god hes alive!) then i realized... it was mel gibson. swear to god...what the hell does that mean???

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