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California was flooding, probably the entire U.S. The water kept rising higher, like waves, and we found all these flooded towns where people drowned. We were trapped on this hill and we didn't have a lot of time, my entire family was visiting. So we were together. My grandma and I were looking fir ways out when we found this family that had shot themselves, even the kids before the water could get there. The man had this card in his vest pocket that said This Is My Choice. I took the card to use if I decided to do the same. I knew we were going to die, and my Uncle had this gun. I didn't want to drown, it terrifed me, where's the only thing I was scared of shooting myself for was the water receding and me making the wrong choice. As I was debating, and my grandma told me it was my choice if I wanted to go through with it, that she wouldn't stop me, these hundreds of people came out of nowhere, walking towards us. To be honest we thought they were zombies, because what the hell thats our luck. So we started shooting. I took the gun and while i really didnt know how to shoot i did pretty well, and it was when they started dropping we knew they were human, because i was too unskilled to get a headshot. So we thought they were just trying to steal our home and supplies and remained on guard. Finally they convinced us they just wanted shelter until the end, and we let them stay on the worn out bus we had. I was there with them protecting the kids and still trying to decide rather to shoot myself or not, and that was like the tenth time i had put the barrel to my temple and put it down when these little girls ask me not to shoot myself. I laugh hysterically and say " do you have any idea how many of you i just slaughtered? And you're asking me to stay alive? Why?" And before they could answer i thought "Leigh Ann" and burst into tears. The girls asked what was wrong and I said that I was going to die here and never said goodbye to the person who Was always there for me, that i loved her like a sister and now she was probably dead. I kept trying to call you, because some. There were towers that were still working, so I tried to get signal, to warn you, hoping maybe you had a chance in Texas, tell you I loved youand thanks for everything, but i couldn't get through my phone rebelled, and just kept playing recordings of us talking, which made me cry harder, and The kids tried to comfort me while the gun fell beside me on the seat. Then i woke up.

I dreamed about walking on a beach near Dubai. I could see all the buildings and knew I was in the UAE. I was on a boardwalk Ali g the beach and then walking on the beach. I wanted to kayak to the city center of Dubai while othe people wanted to kayak up a stream near the ocean. At one point I was taking pictures in my dream. I took pictures of lots of things through a window but had a hard time getting a good shot of the building on an island in Dubai. Eventually we had to go home. For some strange reason I was told that someone needed one of my teeth. Luckily I dreamt next of being in a house on a hill in the pouring rain. Later I was driving and had to race through a train crossing only to stop at the next one.

I was in P.E class getting ready to play volleyball with my class. My class was Co-ed (guys and girls). I was very quiet in this class. My turn was to kick. I was being teased, but I ended up kicking the ball pretty good. Still was being laughed at. I got in this girl's face. Cussing back and forth to each other (as some of the other students join in, Including some guy who I had a thing with) (this guy was around 5'8,cuban,about 18, wearing mostly black, with sort of a gangster appearance) . So the P.E teacher came by to break things up and told the class to go inside. As we're lining up, I call out "Hey" to the Cuban guy I use to have a thing with. He notices my call, but doesn't fully stop so we can talk. I wanted to thank him for defending me with the kickball drama. So I pulled his arm. He proceeded with a "what, what do you want". I say "thanks for that". He response with "Ya". I try to get him to stop and talk more as I grab his arm and say "please". His response "Stop, okay just stop" than he began to slowly walk away. At that point I proceed to the P.E classroom door, open it, he's about 5ft away from me and at that point says "Lets ditch". I agree and follow behind him.

I'm 20 in college, I don't remember the first half of my dream but ill start from where I do. I was in this cage with a friend we were shackled by our arms laying in this basement jail looking area, some how fire caught on the wall from the paper my legs were free so I started to kick it till it all went away,some how I'm crying talking to my friend and I somehow send my mom a message on a laptop and says "help me plz come get me it goes blank then, I remember leaving in a five speed hatch. We were at some kind of school... I almost hit a truck omw out so were leaving me and some friend were are flying down this road as if the breaks aren't that good I keep it on the road till the last curve were I fly out the car and I see it fly off this hill. Some how my friend is on the balcony I climb up to check on him he goes inside this persons house I follow after I do I remember boo this is not my house so I run to the door and run out side, now I remember waking up with my mom in a car saying some man knocked me out so I get in the car and leave as I do I see a girl on the balcony just staring at me... It is night time probably very late . Then I end up in this huge building we are partying or something like that, I could feel alot of anger, frustration and annoyed . I see these people huge some small but scary looking not really human but the other half were . Then I fall with my head hurting and I hear my voice yelling and see images of evil maybe demonic people idk.. Then I fund my self at my house were in the kitchen five people three guys and two girls , my and my friend got in a argument , I told him ill kick his ass he was talking back so I slammed him I used to be a wrestler then we end up stopping and leaving each other alone.. There was more but that's all I remember

I was sat on the floor outside where I used to go to college, it was a lovely hot sunny day and there were two guys across the road laughing about emojis on clothing, and a group of girls on my side of the road a few feet away laughing about the same idea, so I started shouting idea about what'd look good and came up with watermelon on ripped white jeans, and one of the girls thought it must have been the best idea ever because she came up and hugged me and invited me into their group. So when I got up and walked down they were smoking a couple joints between em, but they didn't offer me any yet. Anyways there's a bit of a gap between being there with the group of girls and waking up to see my finished tattoo. Which the tattooist had ruined, and I realised I'd probably been drugged, because the head and mane was okay, but the horn wasn't in its head, instead it looked like the head was attached to a walking cane and the horn was attached to the curved end but shaped like a butt plug!! And I had to live with it so I went back to my house and my sister was in the bedroom and the group of girls was just leaving, but they left me half a joint in the windowsill so I smoked it out the window, and as I put it out a green skull flashed before me and that was a symbol that I would have a nice high and not a bad one.

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