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You and I standing at the end of a country platform with three or four others. We have a picnic packed, including a bottle of white wine. You pull the bottle from the basket and ask me to get a corkscrew. I walk up the platform and have to get to the other platform. To do so I must walk through a train, from side to side. It is a troop train, full of damaged soldiers' bodies with missing limbs, wrapped in hessian, lying on straw. I feel sick but plunge through, wondering what detail I should tell you.  We are staying in a hotel, that feels a little like the one we looked at in Nice, with the lift that didn't work. We are desperate for a bath or shower but can't find one. I look around, see a cubicle, but it has only a toilet, not even a basin. As I look at it, you are being told by the receptionist that there are no washing facilities and that if we love each other we won't need to wash. It'll be fun, she says. She shows us where the shower room was, levering up some hardboard so we can peep through to a shower room long boarded up. I wonder if we could crawl through and if the plumbing would work. We decide to beg a shower from another hotel.  We are living in a house in the country.  It is a wreck. The walls are bare lath and plaster. There is no heating, although it is winter. We have several children with us and some adults. I make fires in some rooms. On the top floor I light it in the middle of the floor. On the ground floor is a small coal fire in a big fireplace. My mum is there . I tell her it is a good fire. I return to the top floor to put some rubbish on the fire there but you have swept the fire up and thrown it out of the window, to tidy up. You say best to burn things in the garden. I go downstairs. In the garden you have filled a large brick-lined fireplace with water and are swimming. I join you and say I wish we had thought of this long ago. You look knowing. 

I would have this reoccurring dream when I was really young. I would be sitting at the table with my family in a little cottage. It wasn't my home. We were eating dinner. It was raining. A man showed up at our door and we let him in to eat with us. He sat down at the table. After a little he transformed into a terrifying, ugly wolf. All the walls of house sort of disappear and it's just me running from this wolf. I'm so scared. I keep running, and I would try to think of something happy to get me away from the wolf. I'd imagine a little patch of sunflowers. Almost immediately after picturing myself in the sunflowers the wolf appears. He still found me. And then I'd wake up crying.

I was in a house with my finacee, his sister, and another guy. My fiancee was suppose to be watching our daughter but he wasn't. A cop had came to our house to check up on everything and when he was walking down the stairs I tries to seduce him but he said no. At that time I realized my daughter was missing so I asked my sister in law where she was and she said at you old house that she locked her in the bathroom. I started running to get her and there was all kinds of obstacles to jump over and under. I had to climb across a long set of monkey bars that was over a huge body of water. when I got to the end of the money bar I had to jump down into the water. My daughter seen me and she was in the window of my old childhood house. Somehow she ended up outside and trying to get to be but there was a cliff. I jumped off the monkey bars into the water but the water wasn't really deep. I could reach the ground but it looked so deep. I swam as fast as I could to get to by daughter before she feel off the cliff into the water. Once I got to her I went into my childhood house and walked up two set of stairs and looked at old pictures on the walls. There was music playing really loud in the background. I got to the bathroom where my daughter was supposly locked in and seen all kinds of broken class and dirt. The house looked like an house that people would do all kinds of drugs in.

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