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My boyfriend Nick, a co worker and myself are being held hostage by an unknown male. We are at my parents house, alone. He seems to be mentally challenged, gets frustrated and yells orders at us. In my dads garage he has my boyfriend In a chair and has me typing out a kind of list of demands or something on the computer, I'm not sure. As I cry, I explain that my dad will be VERY angry at us for being in his garage when he gets home. The unknown bad guy laughs and says he'll get him drunk or use this, and motions at a knife in is pocket. Nervously I sit down on Nicks lap and keep typing but Nick is slowly backing us up towards the door. The attacker notices this and reaches for a cable to tie us up. I cry and ask him not to. Suddenly, we are in a different part of the house with the same chair. As the bad guy gives me orders, I motion to Nick to run for the back door, he does very quickly. As the attacker runs after him I scream for my co worker to follow me into my old bedroom and try to lock the door, but the attacker is much stronger and forces his way into the room. I beg him not to hurt us and he knocks us onto the floor. With 2 ball point pens he starts stabbing at my legs and saying "I'm gonna kill you both!" When he motions towards my co worker I scream, "please, I'll do anything!" He reaches into his pocket and grabs a handful of permanent markers. He starts writing obscene things up and down my legs. He lifts my shirt and writes "I love sex" on my stomach. Before he can actually touch me, Nick is back in the room kicking him off of me! The rest is blurry but the bad guy was gone and my co worker unscathed except for one pen mark. I climb onto what is my old bed and everyone seems fine except me. I'm uncontrollably crying. When my parents get home they don't even offer a hug. I tell my mom what he tried to do and she starts recounting stories from when I was younger saying "you've always been sexual"! Only my older brother Dustin, who I haven't seen in 3 years holds me and tells me it's ok. And it's not until my mom sees me shaking and crying and lifting my pant legs to show her, that she realizes how very real and scary it all was for me. Then I woke up.

I dreamed that I was in a jungle and was sitting on a throne as a queen and there were another woman with me and she was sitting next to me on a throne as a queen also we got tired so we decided to sit down in the thrones for a rest while sitting there our hands arms and legs were locked down by shackles where we could not move at all we were bound to the thrones we were sitting on . then we heard someone said they wanted to make us look like some goddess woman from a longtime ago so they put us through a mold in the wall and we were laid on the table to create us to look like the goddess she had one eye bigger than the other but she was beautiful. we were in a cave like place where there were a lot of trees around us.

I was walking around a sneaker store and needed to go to the 2nd floor of the store. The only way to get upstairs was to walk up a winding staircase. My ex boyfriend was 2 or 3 people ahead of me pn the staircase. As I went to walk upstairs my legs became heavy. Heavy as cement. I could not pick them up at all. There was a guy behind me who kept saying "Go! Go up the stairs!" and I couldnt move. I told him "give me a minute. I'm trying to go". He tried to get me two more times to go up the stairs. Then he finally picked me up and carried me up the stairs. I told him to put me down when we got near the top. He placed me down and I tried tonwalk up the last 2 or 3 steps and I still couldnt move my legs. I had to crawl up the stairs. When I reached the landing, I stood up and started to go to the left and the guy who was behind me, yelled out that I was going the wrong way. And we walked straight. And then I woke up.

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