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We have been given the task of completing our projects in school, I was done with my project and gave for checking to sir but sir said you all have to make an activity book also I was have my activity book with cover, but sir told me not to write anything on it I will give you, As I was about to speak shreyash mom come inside saying if he is done with his project then can I take him, but then sir told about activity also then I showed my my book to shreyash mom, sir said, like this also the school bell ranged, all students were going out of the class then I too packing my bag and almost out, but then I saw my love, shreyash , sharayu and sanhita was taking together , putting hands on each other,photos and sir too with them sir came to and they were still continuing , I went for photo as well saying lets take photo together but sharayu said, school is over you should go, I felt bad , they cannot take a photo with me, I ran down , tears in my see and I went back ground , then my love saw me setting alone he came to me , I turned my head and opened one of my book as I was soon to cry, he look at me I could not resist I said I am going he hold my hands and I stared crying, he said what to cry in that, I said I am fine you can go , he said I know why you crying, then I said, if you know then why you are standing he sat beside me and said you want to take photo right, I said it usual I usually take photos whats in it? then he said , no with me. I said, you don't care about never listening to me Why I will take photos, I was crying badly, he hugged me and took photos with me. And we were back to the ground I saw my van uncle left me and then I was sad again I said, to my love to give his phone to me to call , but he did't , he you can call from reception and I called my father , after few minutes he was back and as soo as my love was going father saw him and stared talking to him, I dont know why I think about scooty or cycle.... and then his friend mandar came they both were going together , but I said to wait and my father also see here's ice cream its nice they waited and we eated but they both did liked that I didt had it because I was unwell, but as soon as they eated they slipted, but my father liked it , also I was sad there I came home , then I saw that my van uncle was already there for some resnos also my pt teacher, van uncle said your pt teacher wants to talk to you, i said yes what it is? you have your match today but you have missed , i was sad again oh no, but you have your other events as well 200m and relay come with me to schoolnow for practice annd you can come to school anytime for practice. There was the birthday party of one student of one of our junior he invited us but I was sad again discussing about I dont have feild where I can practice then my friend sharayu said There is one building over there I has soil ground you can ask over there for practice, and then practice , I said fine, whenever I use to go was practice society members used to say that about me, but the head incharge said its fine . she is just for practice.

I’m trying to walk in a big city but all the buildings are moving around and changing into all sorts of shapes so I can’t go anywhere. While this is happening, I can feel myself tossing and turning in my bad to try and escape the dream but I just can’t open my eyes. I keep tossing and turning but I’m going nowhere in my dream and I still can’t open my eyes and I start to cry. I can hear myself crying and can feel the tears streaming down my face but I still can’t get out of this dream. This goes on for quite a while until I finally get my eyes open and I sit up, still crying.

I’m trying to walk in a big city but all the buildings are moving around and changing into all sorts of shapes so I can’t go anywhere. While this is happening, I can feel myself tossing and turning in my bad to try and escape the dream but I just can't open my eyes. I keep tossing and turning but I’m going nowhere in my dream and I still can’t open my eyes and I start to cry. I can hear myself crying and can feel the tears streaming down my face but I still can’t get out of this dream. This goes on for quite a while until I finally get my eyes open and I sit up, still crying.

Met online friend irl and she made me watch a CGI cartoon movie titled "A Streetcar Named Desire" ...it started with siblings singing a song about asses. i remember feeling like i wished the experience I was having were real. the movie was awful, though. at some point in the dream, i was back home and really upset about school. she had came and comforted me after a bad interaction with a teacher who was also a cop. this teacher accused me of being disrespectful and it made me get aggressive. I dreamed I smashed the wall in EJ's room out of anger, using his computer to do it. i stopped when Mak screamed out of fear. this is where i woke up. at some point in the dream i had made a cake while my mom did. she complimented it. felt proud of myself for making it. another reason I was angry is because i was in an english class. we had to annotate notes of our peers and this person had told me i spelled "patronize" wrong even though i didn't, and thought all of my points were wrong and was horrible about it. this is why i smashed EJ's wall. another thing i felt was guilt because i ranted about online friend ghosting me days before she made me watch that movie with her. she also wanted me to come see another one. she said we'd meet up at 9-9 on Sunday. I interpreted this as 9:09. at some point in the movie, there was this principal with a fork for a head. he did something that accidentally upset the kids and they all hate him. but it's possible he was egotistical all along. he called himself sexy.

I had a dream I can remember which is a rare thing. It had death in it which seldom happens in my dreams. In the dream – I sensed my dream had reference to another dream I had, but I do not remember that dream. In that other dream, like in movies, my body was clothed and in bad shape so we decide to change the body. And with some sort of magic technology, I get my face and everything back. This time, my old body is sent back to me in a plastic coffin with a USA flag on it. At first, I was surprised and sound drama. They were bringing it back to me. I said to them “I don't know what to do with it guys”. They replied "It's yours...." I instantly felt distant to the situation. I already have my new body now but I knew the dead body is mine. I did not care what was happening. I asked to open the box that now is a plastic coffin. It was warm inside it. I saw my old body. My face was pretty so I barely recognized myself. My legs were very very fine. "Yes they do good work!!! Looks so nice!" Then it was time to take the body, so we (the people bring the body and I) placed it somewhere. But even more strange, the body started to get into the position of a cat and sleep. And it was very soft, like a cat... "Yes it sleeps a lot"

It was night time and there were people gathered very rowdy and intoxicated huge Loud loud evil heavy music I've not heard before was blaring all around me along with people yelling and talking laughing and screaming at eachother and meanly hurling insults. Huge fires in fire pits and it was like some sort of wild bonfire party. But these people were not nice they were rowdy fighting screaming and all sorts of bad things were happening. They gathered around me in a big circle myself with arms tied behind my back and I was disheveled and bleeding from my nose and beat up but not crying. I remember two woman sitting on giant pair of Buffalo Horn mounted on a tall doorway we were in a hastily built structure big enough for a crowd to form the circle around me. The woman were jeering at me calling me names and then people began pushing me some spit on me tearing at my clothes. I was beligerant and caught the eye of the women they were dressed like cowgirls I remember. I remember I said how could you do this I am a woman just like you. They laughed and mocked me. I was raped by men beaten and I didn't cry or stop fighting even when they had me down and the men took turns I didn't cry. Then I was alone everything was gone I just remember miles and miles of dirt and dust blowing all around my body but I wasn't in my body anymore I was looking down at it from above. The silence was awe striking.I think I must have been dead.

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