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Me, my mom, and my friends went to a hotel for my birthday. There was a fat guy who my mom tried to convince me to be friends with, but I didn’t want to get to know him. Then, when all my friends were asleep, he came and asked to come in, I said no. Then, he tried to come in and I stopped him. He went to the room across the hall and came back with my uncle, Aidos. I think Aidos had something on his shoulder, like Anela. They were going to hurt us. I kinda stopped Aidos from getting to my mom. He tried to take me out of our room and hurt me, but I got out of his grip and came back in. He left. Inside our room, the fat guy was on my moms back and she couldn’t get him off. He was wearing a lightish blue shirt. He was hurting her and she gasped. I tried to pull him off, then I pushed them on the bed and tried to pry him off my mom and pull my mom out. After I pulled her out, she didn’t make much of an effort to get away because she was hurt. I was kinda mad because of that. Then, I tried to hurt him. I think I halfway woke up at that point. The dream terrified me and I couldn’t bear to see my mom get hurt. I forced myself back into the dream and got a knife and began stabbing him everywhere I could to hurt him because I could find no other way to hurt him. Then, I decided scraping out his eye with the knife would hurt him. That’s what I did. Then I woke up.

I seem to be in a city, mind says dc, going to college. Swimming, bored. So I decide to go buy some weed. Hook up with some black dudes i had gone through before. Meet in strange graffiti out sub terrain tunnel. There is 2 of them. Other people everywhere. Get the weed, shake hands. I'm sitting on a bench and 3 more black dudes charge down the stairs. Big chrome guns catch my eye immidiately. They say, you know why we're here, to the dealers. Dead silence. They say get on the ground. I can't tell if they are talking to everyone in general or my 2 black dealers. Im becoming worried that they may think I am with them. Everybody in the tunnel lays down. I was the last to do so, very slowly, onto my side. Head towards the wall, feet towards them and slightly tucked under the bench I was sitting on. The first shot rings out, I can't see anything but I can feel sharp fragments hitting me.  Concrete?bone? Bullet? Not sure. Another shot rings out, and another. In total 12 shots ring out, all with an unnerving 2-3 second gap between them. No one screamed, nothing. I could feel the fragments and shock wave of each shot. Just the shots echoed in the tunnel. Then dead silence. I wait maybe 10 seconds before getting up. Everybody is still laying down on the ground. They only shot the 2 dealers. I exit up the stairs and into the street, holding back tears. There is a hippy girl sitting out side what I thought was the court house, or some other government building. I give her the weed.   "here" "Thank you!" "it's not worth it" I speed walk back to my college place. Go straight to the pool and jump in , letting myself float to the bottom for a long time. I ponder taking a big breath of water, but don't. I keep thinking someone is going to fish me put, but they just stand over the side and watch me. I get out of the pool and seek counsel in juniors girlfriend , who is not his girl in real life. We talk about how Scotty is in jail over herb. When josh comes in I hide my emotions and crack jokes. I wake up sweating and unnerved.

I was shopping and talking to a girl in a red shirt and she said she would beat me up and I told her I would turn her into a can I pointed to, it was red. She told me to meet her somewhere so I went there and there a shifty guy who said come on we'll have some fun and I got the idea it was a trap and said no I have to get out now and ran. Then i was 15 feet away running towards a different Guy with a tan cowboy hat, red shirt and dark brown pants. He said "you can't get away." While pulling out a silver postal and turned the rivaler when I saw this I ran faster past him and partly turned around to see him narrow his eyes and shoot me in my right side. I flinched, turned around and ran to hide under I clothing rack then he came over and said "no one wants you" and shot me in the right side of my stomach. I got up and started running down the aisle as I was running he shot me in my back. I was ducking in and out of the clothes stands when I ran out the clothes stands going to the other side he shot once again in the right side, I kept running to hide to get out of the store. When I was finally close to the sliding doors and ran towards them I didn't See the Guy at first but then I saw him out of the corner of my eye and he shot me again in the right side. I finally got out the store took a few steps and calapsed

I walking down a road at a carnival with my girlfriend , but it was quiet and empty. then a group of firemen came up the road and one was in a blue hospital gown, and my girlfriend started to eye him up. we laughed at the fact he was good looking. we tried to find a pub for a drink, and it suddenly turned busy and into a turkish type of pub. My girlfriend and the fireman, were kissing and making out in the corner of the pub, when I came back from the the toilet.

I'm with my mother in my old apartment and we are having a chat in her bedroom. I go to the living which is dark except for a Christmas that is lit in the corner of the room. I sit in a comfy arm chair and in front of me is the corpse of my dead father lying as he did in his coffin but on a chaise lounge. I'm singing to him, a song I can't remember, and then I see the top half of his body slide off the chaise and onto the floor. I scream but I have no voice. My mother comes running in and she pushes me out of the living room and into the kitchen. She then goes back and repositions my father on the lounge. As she walks towards me I can see that my father is trying to move and flip flops on to his stomach sliding off the chaise and back onto the floor. We run into the living room and my mother tells me to grab a pen and to ram it under the backside of his skull to render him dead again. I do so, but it doesn't work. There's a table in the middle of the room that I run around to the other side of and there my father raises his upper body up like a walrus. My mother hands me a pair of huge scissors and tells me to cut off his head. I go to do just that but I stop when I saw the look on my father's face. He looks scared and confused. Very much lost. His eyes are black but that's because the eye caps they put in when he was being prepared for burial where dark. Part of it was popping out. I wake up yelling and was very scared to go back to sleep.

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