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I looked out my window and suddenly i was walking down into a pasture and then i found out i was supposed to be working on a case about a cat,one particularly weird cat. I found myself at a tree where under it was an old man crying,the old man had a white long sleeved shirt on but was dirty from dirt on it and a pair of dirty old overhauls on over the shirt, he said he had an old cat named saidy ,apparently saidy had been “killed” so to speak. The old man told me that saidy was over there,and there she was laying in the pasture her body was scattered all over that particular area.The old cat was dismembered and was burnt,she looked like she had been burned and then dismembered but what bothered me was not the fact that the cat looked that way but that somebody would do something like that. The old man told me that it was a dark colored man wearing a green shirt and camouflage pants.By this disription i figured it was a african american the old man also told me he was about 6 ft probably so i’m guessing he was around his 30s,i still could not figure out what a guy like that would want with this old guy,but later on that morning i figued out the aparently i was a cat whisper? i guess,but anyhow they wanted to see if i could read the cat’s “death” i guess in other words ask the cat’s dead body how it died. So me and the old man went into the barn and he gave me her head,her head had been severely burnt and one of her eyes were missing her head was of course dismembered from her body and it was a little flakey, but never the less because she was tortured when she died her soul was still around so i asked her how she died and immediately an image of a cat popped up in my head running around in fire trying to escape and thats it i woke up!

I spent the first half of my dream organizing my room, which was split into two, my tv in the first half and a mirror/dresser in the second half against the far wall and my bed split between the two rooms so I could still see both tv and mirror. I spent what felt like hours in this dream organizing small items into a variety of spaces and confines within my room (which was red like my current room). Then I went to join my sister, her friend, and my friend as they had been drinking/partying during this time in what is my backyard in the dream. It was set up like a courtyard or a opening in the wood with just the tops of houses in the distance. They were busy setting up the area so my sisters friend could release her yellow bird from its cage, which looked like a goldfinch. When she released her goldfinch I was the first to see the eyes and outline of what turned out the be a lynx which traipsed in and snagged the goldfinch in his/her mouth and ran off into the wood, to return moments later when the lynx went to bite/snag my dog in his/her mouth as well, I then stepped on the lynx and captured it in a plastic bag where it continually clawed at my arms for hours as everyone insisted I release the lynx. My aunt and I insisted on bringing the lynx to the vet to discuss possibilities of releasing it in another area or euthanizing it (which is not a usual waking thought of mine). She gave me a wallet which was almost the size of a suitcase and i began sewing up the suitcase so the lynx could no longer scratch up my arms. We arrived at the vet parking lot where I knew the lynx had somehow released the goldfinch because I could hear it singing.

I was at the Valentine's Day dance. I went into the MSAB and went into the bathroom. There was something strange about the lights but I went to the bathroom anyway. I was very stressed out about something. When I opened the stall door Bill was there. He had a purple fedora and ruffly scarf that were floating around him. I asked, “What are you doing with those items.” “Oh nothing, I just have an offer that might satisfy us both. You see I need someone to put this hat and scarf on, which hold the power of luck. Everything will go well for you in the next 24 hours. I said, “I don't want to make any deals with you. There's always a catch.” He said, “Are you sure about that? Don't you have many weights that you are dying to get off your shoulders. Plus these do go good with your dress. All you have to do is seal the deal with a handshake.” I hesitated but held his hand firmly and started to grab for the hat and scarf. “Wait”, said Bill, “Let me put it on for you, as a favor for something later.” “Ok?”, I said. As he looped the scarf around my mind whirled and suddenly Bill's image flashed before my eyes. I felt tingly and weird. I tried to get up but could not move. “What happened?” I said. My lips moved as if someone else was controlling them and Bill's voice came loud and clear, “Oh ,Anna! Guess who's still here!” Dang it I knew this was a trap. My body started to move as if it was someone elses. “Why are you always so persuasive? How can you trick everyone?”, I said. “Relax kid I promise to keep up my end of l the bargain. You just got to do your end of it and get me what I need.” “What is it that you need? Why do you need me? Couldn’t you just go where ever you want and do your thing?” “You see I can’t just go where ever I want. Some places I can’t even reach without tricking someone like you to get it for me. I need to get to this room in the ride they brought outside the school for the dance, you know the one. It says employees only on the door, but thats just so people don’t go in. If you can help me get you there I will leave you with the hat and scarf. They actually work but only if you put them on yourself.” I just agreed and suddenly we started to walk towards the doors to the outside. The ride was simple but indoors. We hopped into a cart where my friends were. “Hey. We were wondering where you were. Hope this ride is good.” I was about to tell them about Bill but in the back of my mind he told me to act normal and he would do the rest. “Yeah I heard this ride is supposed to be okay. Its not the best though. Theres this part where you can get off and go through a door and there is more fun stuff there. It says employees only but thats just to keep people out. Want to go?” They hesitated but decided to go along. I just sat there and let Bill do the work. We got to the door, which was near a fork in the ride. I got out with my friends. “Are you sure we should go in there? This isn’t like you. Usually you would just ride the ride like everyone else.” I started to speak but then changed my mind about something and said, “Okay its not true about the fun on the other side of that door. The truth is Bill and I made a deal in the bathroom that he would help me with the stuff I have to do if I wore this hat and scarf. He tricked me and now he is using my body to get to this place. I don’t know what's in there I just know he wants to get in there.” They stared at me but said nothing. I said, “Come on Bill. You can talk now. I won’t do what you want unless you show yourself.” “Alright fine, stop being so persuasive. Now I know how you feel.” Bill said. My friends were shocked but just walked toward the door. Right before my hand moved to open the door Bill spoke again, “I guess were parting ways. You keep the hat and scarf. Actually no, you probably don’t want them. They don’t even work, it was all a trick. I’ll see you later!” Right before the hat and scarf flew off I woke up.

Another dream I had was me and some random people (They was my friends in the dream but i don’t know them in real life) prank called the mafia and they said they as going to take revenge on us but we ignored this. About a day or so passes and we go to do another prank call and we notice our other friend isn’t there and we see a small gold box with a red ribbon on it and we open it and see a finger inside and a new classification of fear strikes my heart. My friend and I go after the mafia and we almost get killed. A week later the mafia is reeking rampage on my dads neighborhood and I ask him what are we going to do and he states “We are going to take them and move them into our neighborhood and wait” I responded back by saying “Are you crazy” then my dad yells back as I look at his house “I REFUSE TO LET THIS TURN INTO A VIOLENT PROTEST"

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