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The dream started at my house. My brother and I were home alone. Then these black vans surrounded our house. I remember being told to "watch out for black vans." I try to get my brother up, saying we have to hide, but he didn't believe me. As one of them walked up to the house, I slammed the door shut and locked it. Sometimes we leave our front door open for fresh air. After I did that, they left us alone for a while, but they were still watching us, watching our every move. I tried to call my mom, or 911, but I guess the men did something to our service too. So we hid and waited. Then I got the bright idea (why, dream me, why) of trying to run to the neighbors house and ask for help. My brother and I took the back door out, but the men were still encircled around the house. They got a hold of me, my brother escaped. They took me to this abandoned, overpopulated house that was in terrible shape. It was in the middle of downtown San Diego, I'm surprised no one saw it. By overpopulated I mean it was filled with other kids I knew, who were also all abducted. We were allowed to roam freely around the house, we just had two unofficial rules to live by. 1: Don't try to escape. 2: DON'T anger The King. We also had these weird tracker collars. They would send signals to The King, and he'd send his little men in black vans to go and kill us, and the black van men were everywhere in the outside world. Who is The King? He's the head honcho, the big kahuna of that house. No one knows who he is, or his motives. In fact, no one knew why we were taken here. Nothing bad was happening (yet), but we knew something sinister was brewing underneath. We were scared shitless. One day, The King revealed himself. He was a short, squatty man, but had the face of a sour lemon. He had a sword tucked in its sheath in his belt loop. He didn't announce him as The King, we just all kind of figured, since he looked way way older than the rest of us. He would just walk around the house, as if he was on patrol. If he didn't like the way you look, he'd kill you. If you attempted to kill him (many did), he'd make sure you die the most brutal death. He was terrifying. I avoided him at all costs. What I saw from him was unfathomable. A transgender boy was having a mental breakdown and wasn't in the right mind. He confronted The King, pleading on his knees that he'd let him go. The King looked down at the boy. "You want to be a boy right?" The kid looked up, a little taken back by this comment. "What does that have to do with anything!?" The kid responded with, getting more frustrated and angry. "I'll help you pass better as a boy." The King grabbed him by his fluffy, pretty-long-for-a-boy hair, and scalped him with his sword. Like, he cut off his hair, and scalp, so all you could see was his brain. He fell over dead. The King did all of this with such a deadpan face. He turned to the boy's body, spat on it, and muttered, "Tranny pig." Everyone watching, and there was a lot of them, turned away once The King turned to walk away. This man was a monster. I saw a lot of kids I knew there, who were from school, dance, the neighborhood, etc. I saw a girl I knew from school and cheer leading on the verge of death, anothr cheerleading classmate, who was also her best friend, cradling her, crying. The King shot the dying one in the thigh, because she tried to escape, leaving her to die slowly. It was pretty merciful, compared to the other methods of punishment. This broke my heart. The two most popular and joyous girls I knew were at utmost despair. Throughout the dream, I could only think about my parents and my brother. Flash forward to another day, I'm walking around the house, like usual, with the rest of the "herd" of abducted children, and I meet up with that one girl who was cradling and crying over her dying best friend. We talked a little, she's very damaged because of what happened to her best friend. She tells me we need to escape. That her friend's death cannot be in vain. I'm very reluctant, but I'm pretty fast on my feet. I agree. We climb over the wall, and run a couple meters from the house. I look back, and I understand why no one sees the kids, or anything that's occurring in that house. There's some sort of protection field that makes it still look like its abandoned from the outside. The sirens go off. Green lazor lights are everywhere. Those represent the locations of the Black Van Men. We make it as far as the freeway. We try to remove the collars but we can't. Then I wake up.

I was in a bank, I had a check in my hand for 347$, I almost was returning a bunch of things to the bank. She Teller was counting seven white cell phones, One was cracked, she said she wouldn't make me pay for it, but she would make my boss pay for it. I turned around and looked and there was a casino attached to the bank.. I turned to her and said, wow that was a good idea to put a bank and casino together she responded by saying she would own one soon too, the lady was very monotone about everything she said. I turned to a child and said that's okay for a days pay, he said yes, do you want to see a picture of my friend, it was a name of someone I didn't like. All of the sudden I was in a new house, I felt uncomfortable, when he pulled out the picture it was of three little blonde children that I didn't know and then all of the sudden I was in the street in the middle of nowhere.

Initially I am outside. sometimes with friends or family members, I can never tell. I then offered a home to live in. At the beginning I dislike the home that is offered to me but then I try to see the potential in the house and the house don't seem too bad I even come round to the idea of living in it. but then, Something goes wrong and I am unable to move in for one reason or another. I wake up feeling at a lose. Sometimes this same dream continues and is accompanied by some horrific event where I am dying or killing someone in self defence or in order to survive.

Initially I am outside. sometimes with friends or family members, I can never tell. I then offered a home to live in. At the beginning I dislike the home that is offered to me but then I try to see the potential in the house and the house don't seem too bad I even come round to the idea of living in it. but then, Something goes wrong and I am unable to move in I wake up feeling at a loo. Sometimes this same dream is accompanied by some horrific event where I am dying or killing someone in self defence or in order to survive.

It all started with me standing on an empty beach, toes in the sand and staring and listening to the wave’s crash at my feet. It was quiet, and still, there was this feeling of serenity that had washed over me and I suddenly had nothing in my head. I had no stresses, no worries, no negative thoughts, nothing. Just me standing on the beach with no one around, and the consistently crashing waves. At the time I had no idea what this feel8ing meant but I wanted to keep it for as long as I could. It wasn’t until I heard my name being called that I turned and realized I wasn’t alone, that feeling was gone. As I frantically looked to see who had interrupted this very serine moment I was having, I realized it was this man. This man was tall, barefoot, extremely handsome and jogging towards me. As he approached me I knew who he was immediately, my now husband. He looked different though, almost glowing or like glistening. His smile seemed happier than normal like this was the best day of his life. He looked like a little kid on Christmas. As I asked him, “Kyle? What are we doing here? Where are we?” he responded with something along the lines of, “I have something to ask you”. It then clicked… I looked down and realized he was getting down on one knee…. He spoke of something I’m sure was extremely romantic and made me cry like a baby. He placed this amazing ring on my finger that glistened and shined so bright in the sun. As I said yes, he picked me up and held me in his arms where I again felt that calm, serenity feeling of what I know knew to be utter happiness. I of course don’t remember much more of this dream, but this dream has happened once before we were even engaged and then once since we’ve been married.

Kirby, you were working as an architect on Columbus with your dad. Kurt, you had your own optimist office. I was interviewing for a job (no idea what kind) so I was coming into town to visit. Neither of you had room for me to stay so I found a hotel downtown near both of your offices. First night, Kirby throws a huge party at her office and Kurt walks me home because turns out, I'm staying in the ghetto, not that close to where you work. Second night, Kirby throws another party and I leave early because of the interview. Well Kurt didn't want to leave (he found some cute nurse) so I decided to walk to the hotel alone. I got followed by three men in women's wigs and two little kids. They circle me about to attack me when the wind goes nuts. We look up and there are 6 tornadoes coming!!! I tried to call you guys but you wouldn't listen and hung up on me. I tried to make my way to you but had to duck into a nail salon. The tornadoes are going through town, sweeping people and buildings up but all pass the nail salon. Until the last one. It took the building and spun it and spun it and as we passed Kirbys office, you two waved at me with smiles! I was so pissed and sure I was going to die that I jumped out of the window and jumped so far I landed out of the tornado. I took of running towards you guys and you saw me and ran away. Lol we finally caught up with each other at the top of a mountain? Lol and before we could talk, the whole city started collapsing and church steeples were flying through the air stabbing people and as some statue came towards us, we all hugged and then I woke up

I was smoking weed with my boyfriend , i felt really high so i wanted to go to bed. Later (I don't know how I got there) I was on some sort of bus with rooms and such and for some reason I thought it was mine. It all seemed a bit unfamiliar bit I just thought I was tripping. I was still feeling the effect of the weed and the people on the bus, my boyfriend s friends, were acting really weird and ignoring me. It turns out the bus was one of my boyfriend s friends. On the way to wherever we were going outside I could see Christmas decorations, I was laughing saying 'is it just me or can I see Christmas decorations outside? It's not even Christmas.' I was ignored and figured it was because I was tripping and making a fool of myself. Once again, I have no idea how I got there but I had arrived at somebodies house, but it was enormous, and i couldn't find my boyfriend or children. My children were never on the bus with me but I just kept crying that I just wanted to go home and find my children. I encountered weird things while searching for my boyfriend and kids. A midget who I wanted badly to hurt but who was protected by a giant was one. I tired to phone my boyfriend but a weird message kept coming up about the call/line being diverted. When I found my boyfriend he was laying in a bed with medical tubes and such in his arms. He had no eyes, or rather on closer inspection they were covered with flesh. So it kinda formed a pink fleshy eye. He couldn't talk to me much, but he told me that while I was stoned he had made me sign something as I was not able. He had no idea that this would happen though. I think he was being experimented on I made my way outside where I still knew was still apart of whoever was controlling this ordeal. There were Christmas things again and also Halloween decorations. I saw a vampire and thought that maybe this is what they were trying to do to my boyfriend . Experimenting to make human vampires. I then found my boy. He was all dirty and didn't seem overly stressed about it all. He was running about with other dirty children. At one point I thought he had lost an arm and was relieved when I realised he hadn't. He was a bit bruised though I think. I hugged him and cried and told him that I was sorry. This is when my daughter woke me up. When I awoke I was still feeling all the emotions from my dream and I cried. I dont think I've ever had such an intense dream, and it was so vivid.

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