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I was sneaking into Robin’s house--a large house with large windows and wood paneling--at night time, because it was pitch black outside. I had some of his old dishes that I wanted to wash and then leave at his place before anybody got home to see me; in my mind, that was really sneaky of me and would make him feel stupid, because that would be my final legacy, and he would have to carry the guilt of knowing I was there, but that he never got to see me again. Then I could hear a noise coming from the next room over, but I found out that it was his mom who had entered the house from the backdoor. She was very friendly and talking stories with me, but I told her I wanted to leave before Robin got home; her response was that he had been there all along and she took me to his room to see him. I think it was the master bedroom. Jason was there, lying in the bed with Robin. They both got up, Jason said hi to me, and I quickly turned to go. Robin got up and started chasing after me, talking the whole time; I slapped/punched him, and he asked why I did that; I told him that just because I was in his house didn’t mean I wanted to talk to him and that “I was just bringing back his shit.”

I was sneaking into Robin’s house--a large house with large windows and wood paneling--at night time, because it was pitch black outside. I had some of his old dishes that I wanted to wash and then leave at his place before anybody got home to see me; in my mind, that was really sneaky of me and would make him feel stupid, because that would be my final legacy, and he would have to carry the guilt of knowing I was there, but that he never got to see me again. Then I could hear a noise coming from the next room over, but I found out that it was his mom who had entered the house from the back door. She was very friendly and talking stories with me, but I told her I wanted to leave before Robin got home; her response was that he had been there all along and she took me to his room to see him. I think it was the master bedroom. Jason was there, lying in the bed with Robin. They both got up, Jason said hi to me, and I quickly turned to go. Robin got up and started chasing after me, talking the whole time; I slapped/punched him, and he asked why I did that; I told him that just because I was in his house didn’t mean I wanted to talk to him and that “I was just bringing back his shit.”

I was on holiday in england with my family, when we saw rowing boats on their way to new york and decided to row there. There was a large collection on rowing boats sailing together, and one giant ship floating alongside which held food. My sister was aboard this ship when disaster struck, but I saved her. Soon we were in New York, but my parents were drunk so I caught up with my friends, who suggested we go shopping. However, I soon found that I had lost all of my money and I began to cry. Also, I was bitterly disappointed by new york, which turned out to be dull. At this point I tried to find my parents, but my phone had no signal and the phone box didn't work. In the end I found them and we swam to a bar, where I was alerted by loud ringing.

I was being chased by three men, I ran into one of my previous homes from about seven years ago, I ran into the guest bedroom, and the men were obviously stronger than me. Then I broke out of the room through the door somehow, and ran into a bathroom and locked the door. My mom was there, and she was calm, it kind of bothered me because, well, here I was being chased my three men who had sick intentions towards me, and she didn't care. I turned on the water in the bathtub to drown out the sound of me escaping through the bathroom window. I escaped and started to run back down the street, and then I realized that I had left my bike back at the house, riding a bike is faster than running, right? So I started running back to the house, and I saw one of the men up the road, he was angry and disappointed, I felt pity for him, and so I went over to him and we started talking, we found some things in common. Within like five minutes it seemed, we had, "Fallen" in love. And I went over to my mom, and then realized that he wasn't good for me, and that I didn't really love him. But I was scared to leave him, he found out that I wanted to leave and was furious, I don't remember the rest, but....I don't think it was a happy ending...

I was back in college ( I am presently 52) and on board a cruise ship that was anchored celebrating senior week with the other students, when it was time for the ship to take off again I had a feeling it may sink. I walked a different direction with a few other people and noted water was rising up to my nose. One of the teachers guided a few of us up a level just as the water was rising overhead. this continued until we made it safely to the top. Realizing I was one of a few people who survived this huge disaster, I called my dad and waited for him to pick me up and bring me home. All I wanted was to be home safe and sound and celebrate my extremely good luck with my parents and family

There was a natural disaster and the people who lived around us all went to the same house. On of those people was one of my closest friends, she is like a second mother to me, and I can tell her anything. Something happened and she and I got into a little argument and she ended up leaving and going back to her house crying. She didn't want to see me or talk to me and I didn't know why. So I walked to her house and her husband told me where she was and I went to talk to her and see what was wrong and if I could fix things. When I found her she was still cryingand she just kept walking away and avoiding me. She finally listened to what I had to say and then we both started crying, but we had made up.

I was at a party with my girlfriend and friends and we were playing cards with Eastern European gypsy old ladies. I didn't know how to play and every time it was my turn, they would laugh at me, but in a nice way. To my left was my girlfriend and to the right was my ex- girlfriend . Every time my ex walked past me she would pinch me or pull my hair, so my girlfriend was starting to get annoyed and left. I eventually left to go find her and ran into my friend who wanted to introduce me to this guy in a band but I was too focused on finding my girlfriend to really speak to him. When I found her, she was in bed and angry with me, wearing a chastity belt.

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