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I was first at my drama performance, doing gymnastics in a small gymnastics area with some younger girls. I then was transported to a dark tunnel with my ex- boyfriend and a young girl who I don't clearly remember. We had to climb up the tunnel into a scary room and get something, I forget what, something for drama, and go back down the tunnel. A woman in a black dress was watching us. Here's the big part of the dream. We were in the performance, and me and my best friend were standing next to each other. This all happened after we got snacks and everything. Suddenly, my crush, who was dancing, leapt past, and winked at me, I smiled. Then, we were outside at an after party. My best friend and I saw my crush in soccer shorts and she told me to run, so we ran to a playground. There was a chunky boy there who is also in our drama, and he was hanging with us when we ran into a bee hive and upset a swarm of bees. I grabbed the boy and my friend and pulled them to a small pond for safety from the bees. I led some others to safety until I saw my crush. He'd fainted from bee stings. I ran out and tried to pull him to the pond, being stung by bees in the process. He was too heavy, so I just laid on top of him for protection. An older dude grabbed my crush and I stumbled into the pond. My crush was okay, he'd just fainted. That's when I woke up, what does this mean? Will we get together?

I rode a scooter down the street and a truck was about to drive past but stop in the middle of the road infront of me so the drive could look down at something. As he then looked up to drive I caught his attention and he smiled saying hey! Hiw old are you? Where you going you wanna go to a party with me? I got scared and said no and started to run back to the house but he began to follow calling after me asking me where I was going. I scream trying to get someone's attention and run in the house yelling help since this man had followed me home. My family was all there staring at me until I kept saying that guy keeps following me help me get him away dad. My older brother and a cousin was outside waiting for him. As the guy drove his truck in a neighbor's driveway without even putting the car in park he just jumps out and runs towards the house with a happy excited face. I kept telling him go away I don't want to go with you to a party! I don't know you! He got mad and started throwing things. He threw a bag of ice and it almost hit my younger brother in the back but I stood in front of it and quickly hit it away before it hit my face. The man laughed asked wow you hit away? Why didn't you let it hit your face? I got mad and threw the bag od ice at him but it missed. He came in the house and grabbed my arm trying to get me to go with him while he had a smile on his face and was all excited. I kept telling him no since it was making me more and more scared I couldn't get away. I kept saying I don't know know you! Go away! My brother cousin manage to get him away from me and throw him outside and started fighting him. I started to help fight him off too to get him out of there but it just made more and more mad and want me more. He tried to break my cousin's leg but I kicked him in the face and twisted his leg to break,

It started off where we didn't know each other. You were a professional surfer and I was on a boat but I fell off and was drowning and you saved me. We started talking and dating and stuff and four months into the relationship I accidentally got pregnant and you were really pissed at first and then you started being super supportive and sweet. Then we were at the beach and I was watching you surf and there were beautiful shells everywhere and something just made me start picking up the shells and I had my back turned to the water so I didn't notice that there was a huge wave behind me and it knocked me down and dragged me into the water. You saw me drowning again but it took a long time for you to get to me. You brought me back to the beach and I was unconscious and someone started doing cpr but they were doing it wrong and they put a lot of pressure on my stomach and later that day I ended up having a miscarriage. That made me so depressed for weeks. I wouldn't get out of bed or eat and you wouldn't talk to me for a long time. After a few months we were talking again and dating, but you saw how depressed I was and you said we should try to have another baby. So we did and after a couple of weeks it worked and you were actually happy about it. We went shopping for it and stuff. Then, while I was watching you at a surf thing, I was hanging out with your friends and this girl you used to date accused me of faking being pregnant (even though at that point it had been like 6 months) because she thought I was just trying to keep you around. I got pissed and said (I remember this part really well for some reason) "you're just mad because he thinks your butt is terrible." She got mad and said that it probably wasn't even your kid, and somehow she convinced you that it wasn't, so she forced me to get a paternity test and then she knocked me out. I woke up in a giant fish tank and some woman found me and told me to leave the country if I knew what was best for me. She had a knife so I did what she said. Even though it was your kid, the girl faked the results and made it look like it wasn't. You dumped me and I ended up throwing myself in the ocean and you found me. I was dead but the baby wasn't and you gave it to my mother. That's all I remember.

Me and my African American family where caucasion people. me and my friend were playing at his soccer goal. it was my turn to try and score a goal. but the ball hit him too hard in the head,and it killed him. I thought he was joking around, but I realized. he was actually dead. I got scared I didn't no what to do. I hid until night time came. so I ran home. I was nervous and breathing hard. my dad said its late young man, where have you been. I said ive done nothing, its fine. next day, cops knocked at the door telling my parents what happened. I ran downstairs saying it wasn't me I didn't mean to. I went to the boys house and his mom said "its okay I understand you didn't mean to". It was only me that saw him get up and say to me. its okay, they know you didn't mean to kill me.

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