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Well everytime its the same n everytime im walking down a dark hallway hearing a lil girl cry so i try to look for her...the hallway gets briter and hotter the further i go in...so i start running cause she starts to scream but the scream sound like a a girl not a kid so at the end of the hallway i see a door n brite light coming from the bottom...so i try to open it n i get burned by the doorknob...so i kick it open and there is a girl in the middle of the room and no light anymore...when i walk up 2 her n grab her shoulder she starts screaming and then the whole room catches on fire and we start burning so i grab her and hug her as we both burn...but everytime i never get to see her face

I was dreaming a lot of things in one dream. There was a lot of discontinuity. First, I was at my college, waiting to have some exam. Then, There was a boat crash, and a chopper fell onto the beach. And i was in a small watercraft and I passed a fish that was cought by the boat that crashed, and by passing it, I passed through the cord that was holding the fish. Second thing, I am a maidservent to a wealthy family living on that beach, I am looking over the youngest son, while in love with the oldest(who is my real life crush). And I am always with the crush, chasing him, to be around him. But he likes me. And helps me. Then, he makes a wound with a knife on my palms, because I need to disinfect my palms, and I am rubbing my bloody palms like I am washing them. And he is with me.

It's the zombie apocalypse, I know that much. In the beginning, we're in the car, and it's a sudden switch back to home. A laughing voice tells of a problems, and come to see there are holes rotten through the floor, while the carpet still covers. There's no way of telling where it is we'll fall to our doom. It's like a sadistic game, and we do what we can to find the bad spots. My mother, she points out something about the carpet beneath a chair in the dining room, and the carpet wears away to the touch, opening up a gaping hole to a fall that would most likely result in death. I woke with a start, terrified and finding it hard to breathe.

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