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I dreamed that I was standing in the kitchen with my family and my Aunt walking around, making dinner I think. My dad walked in with the coffin of his older sister, my aunt, and laid it on the blue stool next to the kitchen table. He also brought in the coffins of his mother and father, my grandmother and grandfather. I look in the coffin of my aunt, and saw that her skull and most of her bones were bleach white, except for her pelvic area. Her body was still decomposing and her thigh muscles were red and still attached. There were black spiders crawling all over her inside the coffin. My dad said we were doing a "coffin change" or something like that, and moved his mother and father's body into the same coffin as my aunt. My grandmother and grandfather's bones were yellowing, obviously older, but still decomposing. My aunt said that it was time to put on the music; my grandmother played the piano, so she got out a CD of her playing and put it in the CD player we have in our kitchen. I stood in horrified silence staring at the bodies while everyone else made dinner. My Aunt sat in a green chair we got rid of long ago, from our old house.

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I'm sitting on the stairs on my grandma's attic with an autistic kid maybe 2 or 3 years older than me. Blonde hair, green eyes, blue and white striped polo shirt, and tan shorts with a ton of large pockets. I don't know him, but I feel that he's important. A short man maybe as tall as me jogged pass us up the stairs panting, "Quick they're coming!" I know what he means, airplanes that drop dangerous bombs and fighter jets. I grab the autistic boy's hand and chase after the man, climbing another set of stairs that never really existed in reality. I look back and say, "We might need to turn around and go down." However I keep going up, ending up out of the house in a field. I had never been there before. Taking the boy's hand we run in the open and I see the jets circling. I see a set of bleachers, knowing somehow a person is going to save us and come in a plane to take us to safety. I see hundreds of innocent people climbing the bleachers. Standing there waving their arms. Looking for hope. Me, the boy, and the man are a hundred yards away from the bleachers. Then I see the bomb dive into the bleachers. Bodies are thrown everywhere. In front of me a hole opened up acting as a tunnel into a laboratory, we run in seeing all the scientists. They all in unison say, "Everything is ok." I turn around and the boy is gone. So is the man. As if they disappeared. I leave the laboratory and sit in the grass, holding my legs. Rocking back and forth, then I feel calm as if nothing happened and that everything that happened was all just a game.

I was in a suburban neighborhood that had been abandoned. The houses looked abandoned anyway, and the yards had grown up 2-3 feet high. There were bodies everywhere, but they looked like melted tires. They were like big flat, black pieces of rubber. Maybe melted and charred? Anyway, I was walking down the street near the sidewalk, and a red headed pale girl on a bicycle rides past me like everything is normal, before turning her bike onto a sidewalk leading to a house. She sets down her bike and walks into the house. Someone has been following us though. Something inside me says to play dead, so I fall to the side, face into the sidewalk and close my eyes, something telling me not to look up, but I know the man or thing has followed the girl into the house. Suddenly, I hear snapping of a fire. I jump up, and a man with slightly gold colored skin, long dark wavy hear, horns and wings is running down the street. He looks strong and muscular, just a tunic I guess it's called around his waist. Behind him is a wall of fire as high as the sky coming towards us. Just now he sees me and looks alarmed. He yells at me asking what I am doing here. I don't belong here. He grabs my hand and we run from the fire until we pass through an extremely tall pair of gold colored doors, which he closes. We can hear the fire behind them and he sighs, hands still on the doors. He says his name is Mephistopheles and he created that world, but he had to destroy it. Then he turned and walked away and I woke up.

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