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I am meeting my grandmother's new church. I have a weird feeling about this specific group of people but I leave her with them. My family and I go out to an event, only to hear that my grandmother will be participating in a ceremony in which she will be drowned in order to allow fresh new young individuals to enter her brain and live on. I am upset once I learn she is in a cult and my family and I rush into our cars and race to save my grandmother. I am driving erratically behind my father having a hard time seeing the road. Once we reach the church, mother is on the sidewalk crying. I instantly have a feeling of dread wash over me and I begin to cry erratically and pound on the walls of the church. I race in to see all the people and start yelling at them for allowing such a thing to happen. I start hitting things within the church and run out.

My dream was unexpectedly lucid. Recently I am getting very clear dreams, may be because of cough pills. But the dreams are strange. So yesterday I dream about this massive flood and thunderstorm. I am in a school which is at some height and from where you can see the thunders clearly. Its almost dusk. My friends and my cousin sister stand beside me as I decide to head alone, down the slope. So when I reach down, I see a massive layer of water washing away everything. Their are some girls who are screaming as they wash away. I am their too as I pop up into the wave counting my last breaths. And then I see I am transported back to the school premises. My cousin sister still stands there. Their is no way she is letting me stay and I don't ask her for me to stay. She prepares me to go down again while I ask for a sharp knife which is very much polished as I see it in my hand. I keep it to kill myself because I am afraid of drowning. Then all I do is pray for the flood to subside while the clouds began to clear overhead. (I am not sure though, I think they cleared) The end.

I was sneaking into Robin’s house--a large house with large windows and wood paneling--at night time, because it was pitch black outside. I had some of his old dishes that I wanted to wash and then leave at his place before anybody got home to see me; in my mind, that was really sneaky of me and would make him feel stupid, because that would be my final legacy, and he would have to carry the guilt of knowing I was there, but that he never got to see me again. Then I could hear a noise coming from the next room over, but I found out that it was his mom who had entered the house from the back door. She was very friendly and talking stories with me, but I told her I wanted to leave before Robin got home; her response was that he had been there all along and she took me to his room to see him. I think it was the master bedroom. Jason was there, lying in the bed with Robin. They both got up, Jason said hi to me, and I quickly turned to go. Robin got up and started chasing after me, talking the whole time; I slapped/punched him, and he asked why I did that; I told him that just because I was in his house didn’t mean I wanted to talk to him and that “I was just bringing back his shit.”

I was sneaking into Robin’s house--a large house with large windows and wood paneling--at night time, because it was pitch black outside. I had some of his old dishes that I wanted to wash and then leave at his place before anybody got home to see me; in my mind, that was really sneaky of me and would make him feel stupid, because that would be my final legacy, and he would have to carry the guilt of knowing I was there, but that he never got to see me again. Then I could hear a noise coming from the next room over, but I found out that it was his mom who had entered the house from the backdoor. She was very friendly and talking stories with me, but I told her I wanted to leave before Robin got home; her response was that he had been there all along and she took me to his room to see him. I think it was the master bedroom. Jason was there, lying in the bed with Robin. They both got up, Jason said hi to me, and I quickly turned to go. Robin got up and started chasing after me, talking the whole time; I slapped/punched him, and he asked why I did that; I told him that just because I was in his house didn’t mean I wanted to talk to him and that “I was just bringing back his shit.”

A child rescued a rat from a cat. I took care of it and nursed it back to health. At one point I took the rat into a swimming pool with the children I was with, and gave each child a job to do. One was a washer, one was a rinser, one was a scrubber etc. The rat had a huge opening in it's stomach that was full of pus. We cleaned it out in the water. Then the Prince of Wales appeared at the side of the pool and told me to leave because I was dirtying the water. When I looked down the rat had gone and was replaced by a child's ballerina slipper. He told me not to wash the slipper in the pool, and I argued that we were all wearing clothing in the pool and there was no difference, then I got out of the pool and kissed him on the cheek.

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