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I went to a graduation for the navy soldiers and this guy kidnapped me my bestfriend was with me and I told her to call my fiancé. They took a long time coming to find me then the next day I saw texts from her in his phone they were flirting and apparently had slept with eachother I was so furious I was cussing him and her out I kept slapping him in the face and I had kept laughing I them told him I would raise my baby on my own and he said good she can have my baby

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I dreamt the little me and my family was gathering in the one room. the light was so dim. i dont know what room is that. but there's a few chairs, i'm sitting on the lazy chair. my parents sitting on the eating table. my cousins, my uncles, my auntie were there too. but even they're smiling, for me it's not like they smile happily. and then, i go to the bathroom. in the bathtub, there's a girl ghost, with long hair, it suddenly appear from the water. i'm surprised, i want to cry, but she's smiling at me. and then, i walk again to that room which my family gathered. when i went inside, there's fire everywhere. i'm so panicked. i told them to get out from that room, but they're not listening to me. and then i started crying. but they're still calm down. and then i woke up crying heavily

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Okay so it started of as me walking somewhere and I was walking behind these two guys and I saw two plastic bags on the ground like right behind one of the guys and I automatically knew he was a serial killer and the two guys happen to stop and turn around and I remember that I was a serial killer but not really and that a while back I use to torture one of the guys. And then u felt like I was in trouble and that he remember me so I ran home( I'm not really me at during that part I'm some other guy). So anyway I'm me again and I ran in the house and hide in the attic. And then idk what happen after but apparently the serial killer found me and the next thing that happens I was on this couch with some other boy. And the killer was sitting in this rocking chair making me and the boy do stuff while he watchAnd then I guess I stop whatever he was making me do and he was telling me how he killed his daughter and cut her up and made her into a furniture I think and they boy was like keep going before he kills us. And idk.what happen after that but I sneak out a window and I ran into this neighborhood full of serial killers so I ran back out. And I just was running and all I can remember was that he was chasing me and I kept escaping by running in house and buildings and jumping off the balcony and just as running away from him. And that all I remember

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Okay so it started of as me walking somewhere and I was walking behind these two guys and I saw two plastic bags on the ground like right behind one of the guys and I automatically knew he was a serial killer and the two guys happen to stop and turn around and I remember that I was a serial killer but not really and that a while back I use to torture one of the guys. And then u felt like I was in trouble and that he remember me so I ran home( I'm not really me at during that part I'm some other guy). So anyway I'm me again and I ran in the house and hide in the attic. And then idk what happen after but apparently the serial killer found me and the next thing that happens I was on this couch with some other boy. And the killer was sitting in this rocking chair making me and the boy do stuff while he watch

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At a party. it was a big party at a grand venue or mansion, the kind where rich people would have a wedding. it was for randy and i. I think maybe my parents arranged it. everyone i've ever known was there. family, friends, co workers, even people i barely knew. Randy wasn't there because i didn't tell him about it because we agreed not to hang out that night, and i figured he wouldn't be into it, and i kind of wasn't either. i started to feel a little guilty that he wasn't there, but i figured it would be fine. i got really, super drunk off white wine and stumbled my way through a sea of random women i didn't know, one which i thought was my old friend/co worker heather hill. but it wasn't. they rearragned the furniture before sitting and i remember drunenly stumbling through them and maing some joke about feng shui. then i went downstairs, i had been hanging out on the roof, but it was like a chill apartment building roof. when i got in the elevator, randy was there. i was surprised to see him and asked why he was even there. he was offended and was like of course i'm here, and he was pissed i was drunk. he had his guitar and said he had to go perform. i followed him, drunk and upset, spilling my wine everywhere begging him to not be mad and confused as to why he was. the venue was decorated beautifully. there were deep red decorations everywhere, against a stark white backdrop. tall ceilings, big windows. red hearts, red roses. there was also punk rock decorations, black and spikes and studs. i followed randy outside but lost him. there was a sea of people. it was a huge expansive outdoor area, like what i imagine a country club to be like. there was a little lake with a long dock, and a gazebo, all white. i wandered through the crowds, looked aaround, there were hundreds of people everywhere and i couldn't find randy. eventually i went back inside and down a hallway and he was sucked behind a door. when i found him he seemed unsurprised. behind the door was a world renowed barber shop where he had just gotten his hair cut. he had a black mohawk and it looked amazing. it was stick straight and shiny with red in it, and studs. and it had some clipper work leading from it onto his head. not sure of the design, but it was piecy like leopard print or just a geometrical design. he also had a rat tail from the mohawk with silver accents. it looked amazing. he was putting his shirt back on and he looked at me matter of fact and solemn and just said "i don't think this really has to do with you being drunk" he was implying that we had nothing in common. he said "do you want to just call it quits and leave it at that?" basically like, we gave it the old college try but it just ain't working. my heart immediately sank and i wanted to beg and cry. i woke up crying

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