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I was at my church and I didn't know anyone that was there. It seemed to be medieval times and there was a man there named Mohinder. I immediately became friends with him and he became like a father to me, except that he was no older then 30. I ran around in circles around my church, leaping over hedges and being wild and crazy, then I cam inside a gave him a hug. I remember everything clearly. The musty smell of her shirt and the fresh clean scent of his cologne, the rough feeling of the material, and how strong and yet gentile that his arms felt when they wrapped around me, and the rumble of his chest when he spoke, asking me what I had being doing… I can even hear his soft heartbeat and feel his chin on my head One day there was a commotion at the lake outside the building. Everyone was confused and didn't know what was in the lake. I looked in and saw that it was a giant fist, I could see the ripples around the lake. One fat boy fell in and was eaten. I was scared, but then I felt Mohinder's arms around me and I was comforted. He was holding me on the shore, making sure I didn't fall in. But as the people around us started to panic, it felt like he was holding me tighter and i felt like I might fall. I broke away and ran quickly to my room, ignoring him when he called me back. I stayed in my room for hours until he came and knocked on my door. He explained that he was holding me tighter because he was afraid that the people might start to push us. and it felt like we were falling because I was panicking. I apologized and we continued with life. A while later I was in a pretty white flowered dress, sitting on two rocks that were call the keys. (The locks the the big pile of rocks with two holes in them, and they keys were the little piles that looked at if they would fit into the holes.) I was sitting and drawing and he told me I looked beautiful sitting like that. I was embarrass and I tried to get down, but he told me not to move. “No!” He said. “Just be still… you are beautiful.” It was a while later where knights came to our church. They wanted to go on a ride to check up on some villages where orcs were making trouble. Mohinder let me go with him and the knights, but some of the others were doubtful that I could be of much help and they didn't want me to come. I went anyways. ON the way there, I fell behind and was kidnapped by some slave traders. They traded me to a man who needed help with his merchants cart. I was ordered to be silent, or I would die. Mohinder came and was buying something from the merchant when he saw me, he was startled and tears came into his eyes. But he whispered. “You are beautiful.” even though I was in rags. Then he drew his sword and saved me. I think woke up.

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I was working at a daycare, but not my usual one, one I was filling in for. It was almost in a summer camp type setting. I was filling in for different lunch breaks, nothing particularly memorable going on. I was walking across the dirt parking lot after just talking with boss and a car was slowly approaching from the driveway entrance. There was a Muslim lady driving a dark brown Sudan, she also worked at the center. She looked to the right before entering the parking lot. I saw a child walking /running freely as if it were a summer camp and kids were roaming free run from somewhere and was to the left of the car. I put my arm up to point at the girl and yell at both to be careful, make sure they were aware of each other , but I could get my breath out in time and lady turned left running over the child. It was almost as if she got sucked under. I ran over, people had gathered , the Muslim/nikab wearing women was asking what to do, like back up and expose child or leave the car on top. I wasn't able to give an opinion before the lady backed the car up. I ran closer to the child and others did too. I wanted to help I yelled out to call 911 but they reached her before me and I said I'd call 911 and told them to help her.( I wanted to take charge, but backed down ) I run and I can't remember what I used to dial but when I'd dialled 911the numbers kept changing after I'd raise the device to my ear. Wasn't able to. I tried my cell and a computer. Eventually so frustrated I decided to run to a business of sorts where a male acquaintance was. He was an ex firefighter . As I ran over the driveway turned to stairs and the child laid motionless on the steps a couple sand toys near by. I asked an adult passerbyer why I they moved her body. They didn't know. No one was helping her but my mission was 911 so it didn't occur to me. Ran to this guys house..was really scared and anxious trying to explain I needed to call 911. He was helping someone when I got there I waited 2-3 seconds then interrupted , at first he got angry as if I was being rude, then was annoyed I didn't come in screaming a instead of waiting 2-3seconds to interrupt . He dials 911 for me and hands me the phone, I explain what happen and hang up. I feel emotionally exhausted at this point break down crying and keep going over images for this kid being run over. Venting to this ex- fireman. I do at this point realize that no one was with her on the steps and think I should have stayed to help and got someone else to call 911. I stay a little while ranting and crying while the man tries to consol me... As I head back to the daycare center I wonder if I should talke the Ativan from my purse. I worried I look too relaxed if I do and people will think I'm cold, but if I don't, I am having a hard time managing myself right now. I didn't make a decision, but I made it back to work and woke up.

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i was standin in a garden next to a seal, a beautiful seal with a coat so shimmery and he had bright healthy eyes. it was obvious this seal was in absolute glowing health. the sun shone on its back and it had the most rapturous sparkling eyes full of life and happiness. i noticed i had a bag in my hand, and i thought it might have something in for the seal as surely a creature like that deserved a treat of sorts. when i reached in the bag, a million maggots swarmed out and fell onto the back of the seal devouring its beautiful glossy skin. the maggots grew and some changed into bright and shiny ducks and floated off down a stream, and others scattered to flower beds and feasted upon them, leaving the once-beautiful flowers wilting and withered. I looked back at the seal and scooped away the remaining maggots to find the seal all eaten away and its lovely coat and skin was no longer shining, it was rooted to the spot, half eaten and would never move again. The expression in its eyes was what caught me...it was one of pure sadness, pain, bewilderment and confusion.... a truly heartbreaking sight. i had to turn away in guilt, as i had let the maggots out the bag and onto it to begin with. i then turned towards the ducks who were swimming quite happily and rapidly away, oblivious to the pain they had initially caused. i turned back to the seal and said "dont worry, i'll look after you now". the seal smiled with gratitude. i never felt so much guilt and misery, as when i looked into the eyes of a once beautiful seal that i mistakenly had pretty much destroyed. i woke up crying. one of the most horrendous dreams i have ever had.

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