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I was at a building having a party my mother helped plan. I had seen many people I knew, including my deceased relative, my aunt. She was sitting with me and I tried to take a picture of us together while watching kids run all around a field. My dead aunt stroked my hair. The girls sitting next to me said something about an old friend I used to drink with when I was very young, and after they realized they had heard of who I was their attitude changed, there was mean things written all over the wall next to us about me, unpleasant things I have done. Then everybody started to leave, and I had won an award for 7th place of a gathering. Then the field the children were playing in started to fill up with baseball players and fans and as we walked out we were in the stone streets of the old world with my family and I had took a picture of a woman walking towards an old building.

When I was little I use to have the same dream every night for about ten years. And then one day it just stopped. I remember being in a boliler room playing with a box of toys no scary monsters or anything chasing me. On one of their pipes next to me was a meter and once it got to a certain point, the higher the more scared I got. I eventually woke up every night screaming bloody murder terrified white like I had just seen a ghost. Nothing ever happend just the same dream every single night.

I was holding a baby showing the child off to people who were around me in what looked like a living room. Cradling the child in my arms I excused myself from the main room and walked through a hallway towards a bedroom. Josh was in the room with a few guys and they were playing video games and talking, just hanging out. I said something but I am unsure of what I said precisely. Josh looked at me, glanced at the child and replied with a nod. I left the room and then the scene switched. The child was a female, approximately seven years old, and she was running around at her birthday party. I was sad but I wasn’t given a clue as to the reason why I was sad. I just sat there on a bench outside staring down at the grass and only looking up to smile when the child would ask for me to look. I never was able to clearly look at her face. The scene switched. I was in a house, another party. I was holding a tray of mini sandwiches and talking to all the people who were there. Everyone seemed happy. Then I saw her. Same height as me, long red hair with streaks of black that she no doubt added herself, small petite frame with a round face, pale skin, freckles. She resembled both me and Josh. She was beautiful and she was mine. I put my arms around her and kissed her cheek. She said to me, “Mom, it’s ok, I love you!” I pulled away and looked at her. So gorgeous. Then it hit me. Josh was not here nor had he been for a long time. He was gone. It was never made clear why he wasn’t present anymore.

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