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Last night I dreamt that I was staying in a hotel room and laying in the bed. While I was laying down I was texting a stranger who apparently one of my friends had given me their number. I was texting them for a hook-up. (I have never done this nor plan to in my waking life). While I was texting them they asked who I was and such and I never actually asked the stranger to come over nor did we ever hook up in my dream. Instead I decided to take a hot shower. This was the end of my dream.

I was on a bus and we came to an accident on the road and someone exclaimed oh how terrible, and told us not to look because the bodies were strewn across the ground and torn(very graphic), I kept my composer while looking as we passed, as we got near a foot of one of the deceased almost touched me but i shyed away from it or more like the skin of the bus did, i then walked to the front of the bus and as i walked i looked at the seats as i passed and there were dropps of blood on some. I reach the front of the bus and almost decide to sit in front of the yellow line but instead choose a seat behind the line. I'm then given a small white dog as a gift that is loveing, then i get off the bus at my stop.

Nose falling off. My left side of my nose splintered off. It turned dark blue in a matter of minutes. I didn't try to put it back on. Instead I walked to a mirror to look at my reflection. I found a small mirror then a larger mirror. I saw my nose, my left nose wing was smaller because that's the side the splintered off. In my hand I was holding my entire nose. I debated on putting it back on. I looked in the mirror again and I was fine with my new nose. So I split my splinter nose and found veins like that of tree leaf. It had patterns like the back of leaf. The were orange against the dark blue background. Then I laid down my nose and let it go, let melt into something. Then it was gone, but I was happy with my new nose.

I'm standing in a dead, yellow meadow. The outskirts if the five acre meadow are lined with healthy oak trees. A wind stirrs the trees, but I do not feel it. A faceless (not masked) man in blue jeans and a black turtle neck sweater approaches me with a handgun. At first it is an unassuming gesture, gun at his side. As he gets closer he takes aim. I begin to fear. The anxiety builds until he shoots me; fist in the stomach and then in the head. Instead of waking I float above us as he slices my body with a filet knife. I still feel the pain when I awake.

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