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I was on a bus, and passing by I saw one car accident, then we pass through. Then I see my ex best friend's truck, I knew it was his because we got yellow paint on the back of it and it was a red f-150. After that some kind of delivery truck is right ahead of us and somehow the front end of his truck collapses and the truck flips. The man gets out of the truck, but trips and gashes his throat open on a curb. Meanwhile one of my friends from the bus just video tapes him gushing blood and dying. No one called and ambulance, everyone just watched him die miserably.

I broke into a house that I have never been in in real life. After getting into the house I set up my iPad and started to play music and dance and look around the house. After about an hour I started painting my nails. Then about ten minutes after that the owner of the house came home and I started to panic and gather my things. I'm about to slip out the back door when I realize I left my nail polish so I go back to get it and have to hide while the woman comes in her house.

I was much younger, hanging out with a bunch of girls that were friends. I can't remember who they were or from what time of my life specifically. There was this blond guy that they were all fawning over. I didn't really talk to him. The next thing I know, I'm in a tiny room with him. The only things in the room are a small table and rock. The rock was oblong and had sunglasses it. The sunglasses were made out of that plastic color form removable sticker stuff like we had when we were kids. I pulled off the sunglasses and I love you Carolyn was painted on the rock. I didn't say anything. I walked out of the room. The room opened up into a giant operational lumber mill. A woman was holding a giant push broom. I approached her. It was Katie Holmes. I asked what she was doing there. She said that they let her stay in one of the little rooms if she swept up all of the sawdust.

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