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In the beginning of my dream i was traveling with some ladys from church and we went to a pl ace where they fix vacum cleaners when we got there there were so many vacum cleaner there as if it was a vacum cleaner grave yard. so we left and i looked for my vacum cleaner and i could not find it, so i thought someon els got it for me but noone did, i was seemed to be disturbed for a moment. then the dream went into me moving to a new apartment in a apartment complex, my exhusband and my exhusband sister was driving my car to help me move but they was my enemies i know they didnot like me why was they driving my car, i got out the car to try to find my apartment where i was moving, i saw some people out side talking , so i moved on then i went into an apartment number 100 and my grandmother and father was there and some other person , my father said he was going to get his truck and help me move because he didnt trust the other people to much, then my grandmother said that i had beautiful hair and that i had hair like my father and ineed to not cut it again but let it grow. so i saw my apartment number which was 300 and a lady was sitting out side and i ask her where was the front door to the apartment she said there is no front door i said how do we get in the house she said we have to crawl under the curtain that attached and it has a small space to crawl upon so i crawl under it an d i saw a tunnel up there and i began to feel dizzy and sick i quickly pulled my way from it and looked around the curtain and saw the room of the apartment, then i saw the two people who came threw the backdoor that noone told me that was there, i saw a palate made on the floor for me witn stoff angels around it, then a wooden small bed for my doll nancy with stuff angels around it i ask where the angels came from , they stole the from someelses house. noone told ne there was a back door.

I cannot recall the build-up to the event (if there was any build-up at all). All I can remember is seeing my younger brother chained to a wooden frame. He was anxious. His friend (Richard) approached him with an electronic cutting device and started cutting the skin and tissue away from the left side of my brother's face and neck, damaging nerves and blood vessels in the process. I don't know why, but I knew he was't trying to kill my brother. I wasn't sure why he was doing it. Although I can't remember my brother calling out for help at first (as he would obviously do in real life!), as the cutting went on my brother's voice was damaged and he was trying to call for help at that point (in a hoarse voice). Up until this point, I was completely powerless to intervene. I wasn't chained or tied up myself ... it was as though I wasn't actually there during the event, but had witnessed it ... a really strange feeling. And once Richard had stopped cutting and walked several yards away, I physically appeared. I went up close to my brother and spoke to him. He was still asking for help in a weak and hoarse voice. I asked him if he wanted me to kill him, to end his suffering. I remember feeling immensely upset and overwhelmed with pity for what my brother had just had to endure. He replied to my question, but his voice was too weak for me to understand what he was saying. Then I took the cutting tool myself and tried to cut his windpipe (which was almost visible) to end his life and shorten my brother's suffering. And for some reason I couldn't do it which is ridiculous (as I am a doctor), but I could not find the wind-pipe to sever it! Then I woke up worried sick for my brother ... I was in a cold sweat, my heart was racing. I even contemplated phoning him at 5 in the morning to make sure he was ok. The dream was so vivid, especially the emotions I was feeling during the dream. I hardly ever have nightmares and weirdly, if I do have them I usually enjoy them and find them entertaining. But this was completely different to any dream I had experienced. I didn't enjoy it one bit. It was really horrible.

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