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I am out in a field at night. The area is flat, with sparse vegetation. The horizon is dotted with scraggly trees, very far away. I am alone. I walk for a long time, with no particular destination. After a while, I see a figure on the horizon. As I I draw closer, I see it is a little boy, dressed in Elizabethan era clothing. As I approach him, he smiles. He pulls a journal of drawings seemingly out of no where, and shows me some pictures. A sickening feeling washes over me as I realize his drawings are all mocking the Holocaust. There are pictures of the deceased, and Nazi soldiers. I look back at his face to find him still smiling at me, but this time is seems evil.

Im walking down a strange passage of a house i assume is mine because it has my family pictures hanging on the walls of the passage way. I enter a room and there, standing is a large man with a knife with blood on it. I run away in search of my family but the passage just goes on for what seems to be forever. As I turn to see the stranger following me, I run into a red brick wall. When I'm stable enough to get up, I'm gasping for air as the walls start moving in closer to me. I turn to run but I'm in immediate pain. I look down at the blade that's cut deep into my stomach. The stranger removes the blade and smiles smugly at me as if I was supposed to know who he is.

My boyfriend leaves to run some errands. A Beautiful Woman walks up to my boyfriend and I's house. She has two water bottles. She smiles and nods. I open the door and she asks if my boyfriend is home. I tell her no. I ask who she is. She says her name. I tell her I am his fiance. She tells me they go out to lunch often and she assumed he was single. I text my boyfriend asking about it and he doesn't reply. I tell her I can see why he would like her since she is much prettier than me. She smiles. Her friend comes up and tells me that girl really likes him and they had no idea my boyfriend was dating me. The beautiful woman then says "I don't know. Maybe he thought I was a different person." It flashes to my boyfriend , the girl and some of his bosses and people he works with. They are playing a game. My boyfriend and the woman are sitting next to each other and are winning the game. They keep high fiving and then i take out a video camera and start videoing them. None of them know I'm there. I watch the video and I see her reach under the table and grab my boyfriend s hand. He looks over at her and smiles and continues playing. I feel sick.

It starts in the middle of the night and I am sitting in the middle of a soccer field all by myself, and as I am sitting there I see a grown man that keeps walking around the soccer field. After a while I start getting a little freaked out so I stand up to leave and as I start walking home he starts following me. I start to walk faster and he does too, and then I start running and he runs too. I eventually run into a person’s backyard and hop a fence and I don’t see him for a while, when all of a sudden I see a car turn the corner and he jumps out of it. I try turning around to run away but he grabs me and starts dragging me towards the car and I scream as loud as I can but no one can hear me. When I am in the car there is another person in there and he grabs me and ties my hands and legs up and then puts a bag over my head so I can’t see where they take me. We drive in the car and I can hear them talking about me but I can’t clearly make out what they are saying. They finally stop and they take me out of the car and they drag me into a house, they drag me down some stairs and then sit me down on a chair. I wait down there for a while and then I hear a door open and one guy walks down. He tells me that I will never forget what is going to happen and that it will be my living nightmare. He then walks over to me and pulls the bag off my head and as I look up he looks at me and smiles and then starts rubbing my legs and I scream, and then my dream ends

I had this dream every day for like a month, and then without me realizing it it was gone. So the dream starts out with me in my house. I walk into the living room, and see a pedestal with a purple bust on it. In the dream it's sort of normal, but the more and more I'm in the room I realize that, "wait a second....we don't have a bust in our house?" And the bust head starts to come alive subtly. It blinks, turns it's head towards me, and smiles REEEALLY creepily with fangs. The dream usually either ends right there, or the room starts to compress in on itself and I can't get away. I don't know if this is relevent, but I had this dream when I was a young kid/teen. Does this mean anything?

In a large glass house by the ocean or large body of water, there is an music event happening. Somehow I know the band, and one of the band members is a blonde girl with a shorter haircut. She smiles at me, next scene im walking into a bedroom that feels familiar, I lift the covers off the bed, blonde girl is laying there spread eagle, we have sex, next scene, there is a lot of people in the house now, music is playing, next scene a portion of the house is connected right up to some large body of water, strange compulsion to be in the water, only see glimpses of blonde girl here and there, left with a feeling of longing or knowing for the blonde girl, then I woke up.

It's all black and white, everything. A stone sidewalk, with older cars buzzing through the streets. I look down to see polkadot fabric, and touch my hair to feel a neat up do adorning the back of my head. I'm walking down the stone sidewalk as I study the crumbling buildings around me. Suddenly I stumble upon a crowd gathered in the street. My eyes connect with a man across the way. Everything is black and white, except the mans red badge around his military jackets left arm, and his crimson red hat. He smiles and comes towards me. He begins to speak, but I can never quite catch what he's saying. His lips don't match any English words, and no matter how much I concentrate I can't quite make out the robotic, hushed English that fills my head. He suddenly grows flustered with me and storms off away and that's when I wake up, feeling depressed for weeks.

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