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My cousin lived out in the middle of nowhere and we were watching her house. She had her spare key put away in this thing you turn and it pops up at the top. We got her spare key to get into the house and someone saw us. I told the person with me in the dream that we needed to put the key in a new location so they couldn’t get it. They came in while we were in there and started to have a party. I had to kick them out and tell them it wasn’t a party barge, it was a home and people lived there. I locked the screen door but it barely locked and could easily be broken into. The door had part of it missing and didn’t have the whole side with the door handle. My son was staying the night with his aunt and I needed to pack his clothes.

I was going on a journey; to where I don’t know, and found myself at the airport. Just before I presented myself to the check-in desk I felt an annoying lump on the bridge my nose; slightly to the left hand side... like a plook. So I trudged off to the nearest mirror for a look, and discovered the shocking truth. This was no pimple, zit, spot or suppuration of pus that had grown like a mountain to the surface of my skin. Nor was this a teenage bout of acne waiting to be compressed between my pinched thumb and forefinger, exuding a lava that resembled the contents of a squeezy bottle of mustard. But what was it? I had to look closer..... A miniature flower had taken root and bloomed through the surface of my earthly pore. Like a daisy gently bristling in a grassy meddow, the pollen scented aroma of summer surrounded by silken petals bloomed in colour and vibrancy. I began to pick off the petals one by one only to find hidden under each an angry wasp buzzing with rage and torment, including the Queen who sat under the petal at the top of the flower pointing north at 12 o’clock. For fear of being stung I couldn’t touch anymore and had to leave any future ‘weeding’ until after my flight. As my flight landed I found myself in Windsor and a new job. I was working for another Queen, this time Elisabeth I of Scotland and II of England. My job was to help with the smooth running of the upcoming Royal Wedding of Harry and Meghan. The job didn’t last and I soon found myself unemployed. Handing back in my Royal page-boy type uniform, consisting of plus fours, white tights, buckled shoes and a thrilly laced shirt, I returned to Mexico. Dejected, starving and struggling for cash I decided, upon advice from a friend, to become self-employed and was soon earning a pittance gift wrapping souvenirs purchased by tourists for their loved ones at home. It wasn’t enough though and my meagre earnings barely stretched to buying a plate of taco soup, rice and beans. But In a weird twist of fate my dream morphed into a strange success story – like the American dream I tweaked my business and moved it lock, stock and two smoking barrels to a gay nightclub. I was now offering a naked gift wrapping service and was rolling in the money.

I was in a mall with my boyfriend . i saw one of my old friends and he told me to come with him and i said okay. my boyfriend said do not do it but i did it. we entered an elevator and there was a girl in who he knew. he then pressed a button and the elevator started to jumble around. the girl then stood in a corner and the guy blocking her. he then said to put my arms around them both as it will help. the elevator then stopped. he made it move again and i hated it and started crying. i tried to get away but he kept restraining me. i said i would do anything then he said i must make out with him. i thought of my boyfriend but i had to do it to leave. i did it and then he unzipped his pants and forced me to do a sexual act. i started crying and getting desperate. the door opened. i went out and he caught my foot. i got free. my feet were bare and i was bloodied. i limped down a hall crying

I’m standing on a gravel driveway, near the end by a gravel road. I’m just a young kid, but I don’t know how old. The sky is gray and getting darker. I can see a house at the end of the driveway, it looks close yet far away. My whole family is near the house so I try going towards it, but I don’t make much process. I turn around towards the gravel road and try to walk that way. My limbs feel heavy, and I can barely move. My eyes start to close and I have to fight to keep them open. I feel trapped in a small area on this driveway, unable to make progress in any direction. I want to call for my mom, but I can’t open my mouth and she doesn’t hear me. It gets harder to breath. I’m stuck.

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