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I was sleeping on compund wall with open eyes on a bright day (may it was a kind of evening) one person who's hip was tied with a rop and that was holded by another person behind. Both theses persons were laughing. They walk towards me and they wanted to shake hand with me, but I was felling uncomfortable to shake hand and avoided them. But still they were insisting and I started levaing that pleace, however they still approaching me and I was really afraid of them a started running, I turn back and saw were they still following but they henven't following, I ran too far. But when I was checking on people following me I saw a bus and disappeared. I kept on running looking for a way to reach home, however I enter a old building. I saw people sitting on the side of the road of a basement in that building, I was stilled feared to ask them for a path. However I asked one old man sitting but he didn't talk to me. I kept running inside the building and reached a place ans stopped runing and started walking. I saw many women, some are aged, some young. At last I reached the balcony kind of place where I saw a huge broader four road junction with very little traffic of vehicles and people. The balcony didn't had any kind of stop wall it was a open. I saw if I can jump but it would have been a wrong decision if I have jumped, so was wondering how to read the road. After a while a mid aged lady took a small tumbler on her right hand a swing it and hit on my right upper chest and that tiny tumbler went inside my chest. I woken up from sleep, but still on bed, having very disturibed sleep. I was afraid and started praying. I forceful woken up myself as I was to rush to work.

In my dream there was this sickly white haired boy. His father was a doctor and his mother a house wife. One day my parents brought me to meet with their son. The white haired boy had the ability to hear and see demons but his parents didn't. The parents though their child was just mentally unstable. As I entered his room he began yelling at me. The boy told me to go away and leave. I closed the door and sat by it but I didn't leave. Instead I stayed. He soon began yelling at the demon and I heard it too. I opened the door again and yelled at the demon to go away. The demon disappeared and I was left face to face with the boy. The boy was handsome with his white hair flowing around his eyes. He was surprised to know I could see the demon too but I ran away from him crying. He called out to me but I didn't turn around.

Rain. Spirit of water. A garou enters the shack; he has gifts from his peers. A belt of ammunition from the warrior, a chalice from the maiden. Inside the elements gather; earth and soil, fire and ash, rain and water, smoke and wind. The fire burns to ash in the chalice, the smoke teases the senses as the garou rests upon the couch. He breathes deeply the hazy air and slips into a dream. When he awakens the fire is gone, the smoke little more than a stifling haze. The earth remains inert, but present in the room is the trickling rain, spirit of water that calls to him. He emerges enlightened, and joins his pack.

Me and my family stayed in a house. I had a vision of someone who died there from pigs that attacked her. As we stay in the house, my aunt goes off by herself to make tea when I see she gets attacked and killed by wild boars as a vision. Later on, me and my parents visit the house again. My dad yells at my mum for spilling drinks, yelling not doing so could save someone's life. My mum didn't know my aunt died, so I explained to her whilst my dad winces. We find the door to the room she died, seeing her hand and a load of blood behind the door but we don't enter it. We then all go our separate ways, and I have a vision of a room with two doors and the door furthest away has this monster kid running towards it. I can tell this door is bad, and it's where all the monsters come from. This vision is also in black and white, and I know my parents are close to that room. Then, I'm being chased and running to the front door from some monster kid that is wearing a bag on it's head and is in black and white. For some reason, I think it's the person who died in the first vision. I manage to escape the attacker, but I see the attack through outside myself like a movie, and from my actual self where I'm looking through my eyes and can hear my heavy breathing.

Last night, I had a dream similar to many of the dreams I've been having lately. It involved me finding someone who offers me drugs, and I take them and use them. I have never done any form of drugs or tasted any alcohol in my life, but recently I've been having consistent dreams of drug and alcohol use. In my dream, I was walking through my neighborhood alone. I came to the end of one of the roads near the edge of the forest, where I was greeted by a unisex person I've never seen before. They took out a plastic bag full of marijuana and I asked for some. They only spared me a handful, but I took it and quickly pocketed it after popping a few pieces in my mouth. I then realized I took it too early and started seeing things. The sky appeared on the wall of the room I somehow ended up in, and I could see every gust of wind that entered the room. I was with two or three other people who were completely wasted. I remember an incredible numbness to what I was doing.

I dreamed that I was in a store and I was stocking the shelves with a inventory of women's purses. Under the bottom hooks where the hooks hang for the purse was a mouse nest that was built by someone. It was set up to be a mouse trap. When I touched it not knowing what it really was a coworker ebony tole me to hurry and wash my hands but I didn't at that very moment. I continued to hang the bags up and notice that there was money in front of me on the floor where I was kneeling down. I picked the money up and put it in my pocket. I then started to des cover more and more money right in front of my face. The money was wet and soggy but I new that it could dry and be fine. Another coworker TT was asking me where to hang some necklaces with white feathers around it. We put the in the front of the store so people could really see them as they entered.

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