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I will wake up in my dream and enter a subconscious world where i am awake lying on my bed in my room unable to move almost traped in a way i feel a force pushing me down and making it very hard to move, i feel as i am being watched by some thing , some thing out their to hurt me but it is able to reach me yet but every time i have the dream it grows more powerful in the dreams i have cleared my bed side table to the floor to try to make a noise for help because i can barley speak the noises of the objects hitting the floor sounds real but when i escape and wake up every thing is in the same place i can remember every dream i have had where i have entered this state of mind and i am getting scared because every time the duration gets longer and longer

Once was a normal day Then found a familiar face We did somethings together but i noticed he changed one of our friends to a leaf bear "Nario" and tried to get me killed from it However i took out my sword and killed it with rapid sword swings I then realized that what i did was wrong and then decided to go home because it was my birthday But he wouldnt let me go and then turned into a rock that said "where are you going" and i replied, " leave me alone i want to be with my family for my birthday" and swung my sword out of fustration and created sword cuts on the rock. The rock then turned back to being normal. Then i went back to my family who had a sort of picnic outside. My family seemed to be a pack of swordsmen as well. All my friends were there and then i suddenly look on the pavement and things turned black and white i noticed that nuerons turn white on the pavement from my friends footsteps, music cued in witheveryone footstep creating an ominous boom. I then heard whispers from the familiar face saying, "You could have just asked" and other phrases. I then said "does anyone see that pack of neurons?" My aunt said yes and swung it with her sword and heard the familiar face man fall across onto our front yard. Then i heard it again the familiar face picking itself up and walking grudingly towards me and i said the words, "kill it" and my aunt swung viciously to my thought killing it but woke up the minute after.

I'm sitting in a all White room in the same clothing I was in when I went to bed that night, when suddenly I feel as though I'm literally starving. I don't really know why but I instinctively started eating the flesh on my arm, I could see the flesh being taken away with each bite but I couldn't feel anything. My blood flooded onto the white floor and was moving around the white room, up the walls, onto the ceiling, Suddenly the room turned into a living, moving fleshy thing. I ran over and started eating the wall until I eventually broke through the other side, falling forward and I ended up right where the dream began, Sitting in a white room in my clothing, completely unharmed.

So, it starts out in a sort of theatre setting, and my dad and one of my friends are pantomiming either a battle, dance, or both. Afterwards, my dad tells me I'm ready to see what's beyond this old-looking door I've never seen before. It was dirty and had multiple chains hanging loosely around it. My mother forbade me from ever going inside prior to, but my dad said I was ready to see what was there. As it opened, the other side was like a crypt; it was dank, and there was a heavy air around it and there were several coffins opened already. Oddly enough, most of the skeletons in the coffins were clean and ivory white, almost like the kind you would see in an anatomy class. Finally, we came up to a skeleton that was real (I figured so because it was filthy and looked like they were actually exhumed). It was my grandfather's (on my dad's side) bones, but I've never seen my grandfather, he died before I was born and the only person who talked about him was my dad. I stared at the bones for a while before my dad told me I had to pick through a few trinkets. The two things I picked were both blue; a metallic necklace with a jewel that resembled an eye that rested on my chest when I put it on, and a hair clip with two royal blue feathers sticking out. When my friend picked up the necklace, it was a metal peace symbol.

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