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I was back in australia nd hiding from people i knew ,i went to see my late partners home nd his daughter was there very emotional , she had to go so i stayed in the room ,then i saw my beloved dead body . i was going to run ,but i stopped nd pulled the covers and saw him asleep. i gazed at him nd he woke up , i was shocked so i just cuddles him nd kissed him and asked him why did he go , he smiled and told me it hurt , all his stab wounds still hurt even after deth ,,, i just smiled and lean foward to kiss him ..

Me and my husband were sitting in a basement. I received a phone call from my mother. She was angry that I did not give her eye glasses back. She told me if I do not return her eye glasses that I will have bad luck on July 7. On that date I put the kids to bed. They were sleeping in bunk beds. My son fell off the top bed and cut his eye. Then my dad was an old man and he hit his head on a bar in the basement. I yelled at my husband to get him. Then I called my mother back on the telephone and ask her why is she wishing bad luck on me. She said because I will not return her glasses.

I have had the same type of dream since I was young. It starts with me waking up, in a bed that's not mine but still familiar. A man, his face obstructed, sleeps next to me. He is warm, I feel safe near him. He wakes up and suddenly I remember why we must hide our love. It's always a different reason. But the danger remains. I try to convince him to leave, I tell him I'm not worth his death. He dismisses my fears. However soon, another man, this one dark and cold kills my love in front of me. He offers me a choice, love me or die. I would rather die than be with him. He always kills me in a horrible and painful fashion. My death always has different excuse; witch, traitor, whore. I wake up feeling my wounds.

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