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I was this giant man looked kinda like a Native American anyway I killed tones of people some of which were innocent (not good) anyway so I then had to sit trial but when I sat trial I became me again and I had to explain to people that it wasn't me but that this had happened before someone had tried to frame me and this was happening again now. But the people sat behind me had lost their father to this man so wanted justice. I was declared innocent but had to be watched in case I turned back into this man. Anyway these guys weren't happy with that so they tried to kill me with snakes but I caught them and then I woke up!

Night before I was talking to Zachary Smith and he kept telling me how gorgeous I was and stuff (like he always does.) I just ingored him to go to bed. The next day, it was a half day at school. I got to school and nobody knew what blocks we were going to go to today. My locker was closer to one of my friends thats a guy named Tucker. I asked him if everything was going good for him today and he said "No because I have to figure something out." I asked what it was and he said "I have to figure out how to ask Elizabeth out today but I don't know what blocks we are going to today." I looked at him surprised with my hands around my mouth and I asked if it was me then he said yeah. I immediately hugged him and said yes. I hugged him for a few minutes and felt so happy that I could start crying. The announcements came on and they told us what blocks we were going to today and we just stood there for a couple more minutes then we stopped hugging and then we both said we would see each other later. Miranda watched the whole thing and got all excited. I told Zachary that he had to stop talking to me and telling me that I'm gorgeous cause I was dating Tucker and he opened my message and never said anything to me again.

I was in an abandoned run down strip mall at night. I was with two other people, they were both young adults, a young man and a young woman. At time I would see myself in the third person, I looked like a vital old man with a strong nose and a head of silver hair. (Though In reality I am 20 years old) We walked into the bowels of the mall and could here the sounds and voices of the city fading behind us. We walked to the end of the corridor and felt an evil presence. Down an escalator at the end of another short corridor was a pile of garbage. in front of it were two dead bodies and a man tall and muscular with a crew cut and pitiless sandy eyes. "What in the name of Christ is going on" I shouted as I ran down the stairs towards him. He acknowledges me with a casual nod and grins. (What he says next is lost to my memory but I remember a chilling fear as a result of his words) Immediately I turned to my companions, I am between them and the killer. "Go get help" A bright light is on their faces yet concealing their eyes in shadow. The girl is two paces from me and the boy a pace behind her. She smile first, a little reluctantly I shift my gaze to the boy and he meets my gaze with a relieved smile. And in a moment they are gone. I turn back to the killer (He says something else that I can not recall) This time his words have no sway. He jogs over to a door in the wall, with a remorseless grin he beckons me to follow. Through the door I got into a small dusty room. The room is small and very dusty filled with metal objects and two metal workbenches in the center. The killer speaks one last time and moves close with his hands outstretched to choke me I assume. I grab his arm and using his momentum throw him down onto the ground. He gets up and continues to assault me. Soon it escalates and he grabs a metal blade. I move in close and disarm him hoping to hold him in check until help arrives. Unfortunately he slips away and now he is slashing and throwing anything sharp he can find at me. I manage to evade him and finally my compassion gives way. I take a long 10 inch blade and drive it down to the grip in his collar bone. He looks at it a moment with disapproval and continues to assault me. Now I am desperate and anything sharp I can find, I plunge into his body. Finally I find a small piece of sheet metal with a tapered edge and drive it into a long wound across his chest where his heart should of been. I throw him over my shoulder and he smashes into the wall and lies crumpled on the ground, a bloody mess. Tears well in my eyes "Why do you live like this aren't you in pain?!" He answers laboring "The pain is great..." Suddenly there is a bubbling sound he pushes himself off the floor and walks slowly toward me. All the metal in him is receding, disappearing into his body until there is no sign of conflict at all. He stands in front of me, puts his arms firmly, almost tenderly on my shoulders "...That is what I want for us" I am shocked no words come to me. He walks me to the door "Wait I have something to show you" He walks around a corner and brings a white towel over to me "look" he says He opens the towel a little bit and I stoop down to see what it is. A can of cat food half opened. light glints off the sharp edges of the lid "Its just cat food I promise" he mumbles as he walks into the shadows of the room. My heart skips a beat and I walk slowly out the door and start down the hall" I take two steps and my heart skips again as I hear from behind me the sound of the metal lid being pulled back from the can.

I'm in a farm house, where I know I Live. My mother is there as she looked forty years ago. I go out for a walk and walk across a path surrounded by rough grass and find a cooked chicken obviously partially eaten by a wild animal. I remember that I didn't put the chicken and other foods away in the cupboard in the outhouse and go back to tell my mother what has happened. She sends me to the shops to buy another, but aI buy a brown feather stuffed cushion instead. When the guests and other members of the family arrive for the invited meal there is a large buffet of food on the table including the remains of the chicken. which I slice off a piece and eat. My mother looks at my questioningly and I shrug and laugh. later I tell people about my mistaking a pillow for a chcken.

Me, my husband and my ddaughter were on vacation somewhere and by our hotel we see a car that got into an accident. There was no damage to the car , but all the things that were inside of the car were now on the ground. Everywhere. The trunk and some doors were open. There was a driver and a passenger sitting motionless in the car. They looked dead. But they weren't. One other bystander was there at the scene calling 911. The paramedics showed up and the hotel turned into a hospital with a bed. They put them on a stretcher and put them in the back of the ambulance.

Me and my friend were at this random place showering, she was in the shower with her boyfriend . as i showered, i noticed there was a large group of people who could see me from the wall behind me, and i immediately felt uncomfortable. then my friend and i were walking down the street by the ocean, until we saw my other friend. as we approached closer to him, we noticed his car being towed, but he never told us why. i began to walk further down the street by myself until i thought i was standing in front of my ex boyfriend s house. seconds later, a group of boys walked past, which i ignored. i heard a sniff, and then i looked down at my phone, and i had a text from my ex boyfriend saying, "you cant say hi?" i said, "wait," and the group of boys turned around. my ex boyfriend saw me and was talking to me until he pulled me into a hug and seemed as if he was about to kiss me. in that moment, a different car pulled up, and we all got in. i sat in the back seat and he sat in the passenger. we sang along to a song about getting back together together.

I came into this place that looked like stairs everywhere made out of boxes they were yellow boxes positioned that it made it look difficult to move around. I was trying to go down to get out but as I was stepping down it felt as if I was at the edge of a cliff and I felt there was nothing for me to step down to that I would fall off and possibly kill myself. I started looking for a way out. I saw these musicians come in. I remember seeing a clarinet and people started leaving. I was afraid I would be stuk there with no way out. I notied the way people started leaving and I followed their path and got out. I met some one from church who offered me a ride. I notied the road was winding and looked difficult to get through. there were road bloks but the driver found a way out.. the at drven was an old model car like in the 1920's.

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