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I remember it starting off in my government class. I have to go to the bathroom so I leave and walk a ways into a public bathroom that also has showers. I start the shower then go into the stall to go to the bathroom. Then I appear at a college. A girl greets me and tells me she is going to give me a tour. We go into her office which looks like a bedroom and while shes talking to me I hear a Heep and frantically look in the closet for the source of the sound but cant locate it. We then go on a tour through the forms and there's dead people every where. We then go down some stairs and outside where there is a guy who hung himself and is hanging from the second story.

I am awake in this dream suddenly I'm up sitting on the sofa. I look down to see my boyfriend sleeping still I look beside him which I am not where I should be! It's morning the sun shining in my home all is quiet & peaceful. My attention shifts to my kitchen table and there sits my dad who died of suicide when I was a toddler! I never knew him we stare at eachother he says nothing to me but smiles at me. I know it's him I don't feel frightened he gets up and walks in my kitchen my eyes follow him as he goes into the hallway I assume to visit my babies! I'm still on the sofa but as I turn my head to follow my dad my mom who's still alive is sitting right beside me looking right into my eyes! I wake up to the sound of babies crying & I'm back where I should be!

I am walking alone in a large, empty warehouse. It is dimly lit, sound echoes. I know someone is looking for me, I am fearful & trying to find a place to hide. I run into a bathroom & hide in a stall. I hear the footsteps of the person looking for me. The person walks slowly past the stall I am in, I hear the footsteps but don't see who it is. They stop, walk back to where I am hiding. The door opens & the person lifts a gun & shoots me. I feel the bullet hit me. I see the blood stains slowly spread across my chest & I die.

I am about to wake up. I hear my alarm and reach to turn it off but I can’t move. I can’t even open my eyes. I realize I’m paralyzed and I try in vain to scream for help but I can’t make a sound. My head feels foggy and unfocused, like I’m of no substance. My body feels like an iron prison and my consciousness is struggling against it, trying to get the two to connect and move and free me. It’s as if my brain is trapped by my body. I can think properly and flutter my eyelids a bit but otherwise I cannot move. It terrifies me and I scream a silent, mental scream. No one even knows I’m screaming but me. When I finish screaming, I try to calm down and relax, thinking that maybe my paralysis will end when my struggling does. I wait, consciousness still, for what feels like forever. I try to move again to no avail. I remember in a nightmare I had when I was younger, I squeezed my eyes shut and was able to wake myself up. I decide to try that again. I focus on my eyes, squeeze them shut, and open. Nothing. Again. Again. I can’t move. I squeeze my eyes shut as hard as I can, and open them. This time I actually wake up.

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