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I am lesbian. In my dream, I was taking a walk with my favourite tomboy singer from Hong Kong after watching her mini concert. We started talking about life and comparing stories. She told me that it really isn't different being homosexual in a place where there aren't equal rights. The most important thing is to remember to be yourself no matter what and don't take what others think about you seriously. I told her about how at my high school in Canada, we have assemblies and presentations about the minorities of our society and topics that may be considered taboo (ex. suicide, homosexuality, drugs & alcohol). She was very surprised and said she wished that was how things were like in Hong Kong too.

I had to get across a huge gap that led to rocky waters. I failed the jump the first time but I didn't know about the gap at that point. Every time I hit the water, it was like a restart. A check point like in a video game. There was train tracks but I couldn't take them because each time I walked passed there, Nazis were on the tracks. Modern day Nazis. I didn't see a flag or anything but I just knew so I would jump in the water to end up on the other side. One time, I jumped and they found me but because they thought I was dead, they let me go and I restarted on ground again. the second time, I jumped, was knocked unconscious and when I woke up, the Nazis were around me. I couldn't hold my breath any more and I moved. They took me hostage, my parents, were white although I'm African American to the fullest. The Nazis had me on a public city bus and after deciding it wasn't safe to let me go, I was shot in the head followed by a rain of gunfire from machine guns. Then I was outside myself, when the head flew up, on the body that was initially me, it was a random, heavy set Caucasian man. It zoomed out and it ended up being a television show but I was still saying that I was shot when I just finished seeing this man in my place.

I was getting a manicure but the salon was closing up so she was rushing doing my nails. She painted them purple but it was messy and unfinished. The owner arrived and said that they were closing but if I walked with them somewhere else that I could get my nails finished. So they got me to help them carry things to wherever they needed to go but they disappeared and didn't finish my nails for me. I had to walk back to the salon where my mum was parked outside waiting for me. Walking home I was exhausted and the journey took longer on the way back my skin started blistering and I became so tired I had to crawl and people were staring at me but no one helped. I finally got back to the car and told my mum what had happened.

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