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The zombie apocalypse occurred. I was in the mountains, and I can't remember how the dream started. I was walking down Highway 131 at night, and there were people parked on the highway. They were all looters. One fat man was wearing a pig mask and a wifebeater. Anyone who had been bitten and killed was put in a plastic trash bags, and the looters were tearing the bags open to get to the people's wallets and other items of value. This was causing most of the looters to become infected. A woman that I don't know took me to a medical facility, where it looked like they were doing disease research. She tried to make me help, and I didn't want to. I protested. The next thing I remember was walking through the streets of downtown Denver. There was a large wall around downtown, and the city itself was secure. People were going about their regular daily lives. Anyone who fell ill or committed crimes were pushed out the front gate into infected territory. I watched a family push their coughing teenage daughter into infected land, and they were showing no signs of sadness or remorse.

I was captured by a crazy man who had an old indian friend who kept waving an old wooden staff. The younger crazy man was taking people and gouging their eyes out and trying to put them into other people's head to try to improve vision. I was stuck in a dark and wet stone room with another guy who was to get his eyes gouged out as well. He knew what was going to happen so when the old indian came, he took a rock and gouged his own eyes out. Then the indian came towards me to gouge my eyes out with his wooden staff. I fought back and managed to escape and ended up on a street. I tried to scream and shout to others what was happening but nobody would listen.

When I was about eight years old, I had a terrifying dream that my mother and father had separated. My mom got a new boyfriend , but he did not like me and made it very obvious. They always left me to stay with my aunt and rarely ever saw them. It was time for the Christmas program at school and I had asked my mom to come and she said that she would be there. I got up on stage and she was not there, I stayed in the hopes that she would show up later, but she never did. After the program, I ran into the bathroom and cried. I heard someone come in and call my name; it was my mom. I was so happy I ran out of the bathroom and was still crying. She told me she was sorry and that she tried to get here, but her boyfriend took too long to get ready. She calmed me down and told me that we were going home and I was going to stay with them tonight. She walked outside and waited in the car while I changed into my normal clothes. I walked to the car and when I was about to get in my mom’s boyfriend drove off leaving me in the middle of the street. I ran after them and was crying and then I saw the window roll down and his hand come out. He was holding a gun and he shot me.

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