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Me, my husband, and our four kids were kidnapped by gang members and locked inside a building with windows. When we looked outside we saw a lot of gang members looking at us. The next morning a fake cop let someone else out and we escaped. Then I was sleep in my old house and woke up to find that one of my children left to go to the store and was calling because the gang members was trying to get him. As me and the three kids were leaving a large group of gang members came after us and two kids had to hurry up and jump in the truck and a white boy called out to my sone and said please help me. I told them to get in and we left him behind. My son said that the boy was somebody we didnt need to leave behind.

I got sent to prison. i was in a cell with 3 others. i had a matress on top of my blanket. one morning the shower whistle was blown. we had 3 minutes to get to the shower. i didnt get there in time. it was my first day i had to get my utilities. then we went to london on a boat. i met with my parents and my boss. i had a missed call to inform me i was late for the boat home. i was given 1 hour and told i had to pay for the boat home. i fell asleep in my cell and before that we were all talking about why we were in prison.

I was sitting in a stone cylinder, with a vat of acid sludge, or some sort of biological weapon above me. I was wearing a white jumpsuit with gold down the sides, and I had obviously just fought my way in. I was just waiting for the vat to be poured on me, and I wanted it to, but I knew thy were going to stop it, even as it started to be poured. I could see it tipping and wondered where the "guns" were to stop it. Finally the vat stopped and was put back, and I stood to wait for my release, thinking that it was great for them to stop it, but horrible for me because I wanted to die. I went to a training center where I was fighting really hard (killing people), and then went into the hallway. In the hallway, scissors used for torture fell down the stairs. A man came out and grabbed them, looked at me then ran away, saying "It wouldn't happen again." I was back home, and I came up the stairs, where I guess I was staying with some friends, or distant family. My friend Trevor was there, and I flirted with him a lot, even though he was in some sort of relationship. There was a little kid, about 8, sitting at the table and a woman was sitting near him (Trevor's partner) quizzing him on something. I told them that there was no point in quizzing him because it was a nice day and why on Earth would you need to know capitals? I It was Christmas morning so there were presents to be opened. Before that though, breakfast was still needed. A man with a goatee came down the stairs on crutches, and Trevor's partner told him that he needed to eat something because he hadn't eaten anything. I asked him if he wanted something, assuming he would say no like he had to everyone else, but he said that he wanted some good eggs. Trevor complained that I was already in charge, so I responded with the fact that I'm awesome. There was already coffee brewing, so I grabbed some and another mug for the man on crutches. The whole dream, I felt loathing for myself and slight happiness when with Trevor. I was extremely capable, and very dangerous. I don't know if I was on the good side or the bad, but that I was hoping to die.

I had a dream this morning which woke me up. I purchased a lottery ticket in Oregon (Mega millions) and found out while Craig and I were on some journey to a small town that I had won the jackpot, but since the numbers were not in order, they were saying I did not win. Quite the frustrating dream. And Dana showed up in this small town in her car that drove itself and she was "cured". We needed a ride because the bus that took us there had left without us so she took us home, via a lake called "spirit lake". Can't imagine what this dream must mean. But if I am going to win the lottery, I hope it is in the form of Dana really being "cured"!!

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