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First I didn't wanna go home so I spent the weekend with you, a lot happened basically It was just be you and your mom the whole time, just idk. But, we get back to your house & you're gone cause you went and got weed, & my parent came with all my stuff and put it in whatever room they saw first, basically kicking me out saying I had to live with you! So, your mom actually agree, so me and yur mom are just talking about me living with you guys, then apparently you had a step dad? And he was telling me about how your mom is obsessed with the dishes being clean, then, idk you keep disappearing, but I wanted to find my clothes so i walk to where the room is and a big ass dog confronts me in the hallway & jumping all over me & wouldn't stop.. Till he finally did. That's All I remember.

I was convicted if a crime that required the death penalty by lethal injection. I don't think I committed the crime, but I was not angry that I had been convicted improperly. I was being prepared to receive the injection in front of a crowd of people, so I told my dearest friend I would look only At her because I knew I would start crying. I felt very very sad. I told the nurse how hard it was to access my veins and showed her which veins were the easiest to access. I noticed my veins were actually very large and pumping blood so it would not be as difficult as usual. Then I woke up.

It was a very quick dream. I was approaching my ex-gf slowly in first person with my eyes set on her face. Her jet black hair was covering the majority of her face but yet I was still able to see the beauty in her face or at least feel some sort of intimate energy from her that just got stronger and stronger as I approached her. When I get close enough to her, I actually reach out to touch her hair and put it behind her ear but all the while she turns into some demonic woman with a pale face who begins to screech as her hair flies wildly. When she begins to yell I get a weird slight electric shock concentrated around my armpits. I try to tell my dream-self to fight it but the shock just grew stronger and stronger; so I awoke from that nightmare.

In my dream, I was asleep on the couch (in the same position that I had fallen asleep in real life). I was woken up by the sound of my front door opening. I assumed it was my dad. I opened my eyes but realized that I was completely paralyzed. I couldn't move my head to see who it actually was. I tried to speak but every word that I could force my lips to say just came out muted or inaudible. It felt like someone had drugged me. I just thought I was really tired abd that was why I couldn't lift my head up and look. I struggled to look over at the door, but I couldn't. The person who I thought was my dad walked down the hallway to see if I was in my room. When he saw that I wasn't, he walked back. When he saw that I was asleep on the couch. He walked over to me. Then I realized that it wasn't my dad. It was just a faceless intruder. I struggled so hard to get up and scream, but nothing happened. I managed to barely move my lips, but my words didn't come out. The faceless intruder knelt down beside the couch in front of me and gently kissed my cheek. I felt helpless and terrified.

I dreamed that my dead mother was alive. We were in our family home and my mother and I were arguing. My mother had a seven year old little girl in her arms. She had blond hair. My mother was complaining that her back was sore and she tried to hand the child to me. I got up off of the sofa and I told her that she was a bad mother. She had not been a good mother to me when I was growing up and that she wasn't fooling anyone with her saintly mothering act. I started to walk away and I felt my mother behind my back, my mother was looking for something to hit me with. I turned around and started yelling at my mother. She went to hit me and I grabed her by the neck and started to choke her. I was yelling at her and she said something to me. She took her hands off of my hands and I let her go. We were standing at the top of the stairs and she fell backwards. I turned away and ran up the stairs to the top floor. I ran into my mother's old bedroom. There was no furniture in the room and the room was much larger in my dreams than it actually is. I called someone that I do not like and was crying and telling her that I did something bad and that I needed to see a lawyer. I woke up.

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