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I was in prison for some reason but didn't think I deserved to be there. Outside the prison grounds were a lot like a school yard. There were two soccer fields, one small one normal sized with a track around it. They were on the left side of a clearing and above the small field was a jungle gym. I was put into the section for dangerous people because of a failed escape attempt (I think). The others and I made a plan to escape. The guards had this spray stuff that knocked you out if you breathed it in. Somehow I got a hold of some and used it to help get away. We took over a large orange and other coloured van and got away but only after I inhaled some of that spray. I was unconscious for two days according to the man I asked but everything had changed so much that it felt more like two years. In that time my friend found a new friend which made me feel lonely. For some reason, my brother, father and I were checking in on the cottage. Up in the loft we somehow transported to the edge of a city on a coast. Alone in the city, I was trying to use a pay phone. There was a long line and I pretended to know someone so I could cut in. The line seemed to disappear and I struggled to count out ten pennies which at first had stars instead of leaves on them. The guards showed up (about twelve) and an epic, manga or cartoon like battle occurred. I even thought that I was probably dreaming or imagining the battle because of how ridiculous it was so I decided to stop it. I was captured in the end and hooked up to a lie detector where I was uncooperative. A lady wearing a suit interrupted the interrogation for some reason. My perspective changed to a fly on the wall style. The same lady went to the dangerous people section and shot the guards with a pulse gun then shot the cell bars. She said for the men to come with her and with knowing grins they jumped right through the bars. The other men also attempted to do this but just hurt their shoulders. I somehow knew that this was part of a growing conspiracy. Strangely, at one point I was trying to jump on a moving train in my front entrance way. I knew there was actually no train so I pretended to jump on it and moved into the living room to take my seat in the box car.

I was walking down the street. It was a cloudy day. My friends and I were walking home together. Suddenly they walked faster ahead of me and I remained alone. I was very observant of everything. Time slowed down and I notied the trees, black cars and other kids walking home. I fell in a ditch and I saw a little boy walk by. I yelled for help and he helped me out. As I was sweeping the dirt off my dress, I saw inside the hole and saw a dead baby. I screamed and ran towards two, large, wooden doors. I opened them and saw a long hallway with doors on both sides. I opened the first door on the left and I witnessed a Priest molesting a young boy. I tried to go inside to help the child but some unseen force pushed be backward and the door shut loudly. Shocked from seeing that, I contined to the next door, still looking for help. I opened another door and I saw an orgy taking place of Nuns. I felt disturbed by this and walked out. I opened yet another door and saw a doctor injecting a boy full of a chemical that was making his skin boil. In another door I saw a father and son covered in wax. Their eyes moved side to side as if they were telling me to get out. That is precisely what I did. I ran out of the church-like building and fell to the ground. I looked down and I was pregnant, ready to give birth. A business man notices me and helps me through the labor. As i am giving birth, I see the little boy in the beginning of the dream. The man shows me my dead baby, smiles and flungs him high in the air and it falls in the hole I fell when I was walking home.

It was in an insane asylum, but they were all in cubicles. I think I was being given a tour. One really small girl with dark hair cut in a bob was floating through the air and into the third cubicle on the right. In the first cubicle there was a normal looking boy, probably a teenager. In the second there was a man, who said "Wow, it's like she's an angel," in awe, talking about the girl floating through the air. The boy in the first cubicle began screaming, I think he was a compulsive liar, and saying that she was an angel. He leaned over and looked in her cubical. She was typing in her information, and the boy became very angry that she wouldn't type that she was an angel. He began to yell and scream at her and call her names. She lunged over the cubicles and in the corridor, she attacked the boy. She bit of chunks of him. He got huge wounds that had giant worms coming out of them, but they were like fingers that were pulling on his wounds to hurt him more. The guide appeared and told me to ignore them and keep moving. We went past all the cubicles, to the back of the building. The space was big and open and then the guide said there would be cages, and cages appeared. He said they were big enough to hold nine people. Then he put me inside, and I just thought about how I would be able to survive when everyone else got there. It would not be easy. I wanted all my cell mates to like me. I didn't know how to make them.

I was being fronted by motorcyclists that looked identical and so were my parents. Then I was put into a cell/cage underground and next door to me my parents shared a cell. That night underground shook violently and then there was a crack that sucked us all in. We fell through time and space, then landed in the garage of the house I grew up in. My parents had an "exhibit" of their wedding day. Strangers were coming in and out of the garage and then, I told my mom that we can't have this happening in here! Then I started to pick up things and she smacked me so hard I fell on the ground. After she put the things I dropped back, I was on the ground still crying and she carried me to my room. She locked the door with a padlock and took the key with her, I was crying and having a tantrum. Once I stopped then I got up and headed for the and then couldn't get out! I was trapped in my room.

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