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I was staring at him. He figured out I liked him. He said something like he didn't see me like this, or that he didn't know he was causing me this. I was depressed all day. My 7th period Spanish teacher was in it. She saw my uncombed hair and told me to brush it. I gave her smack and told her "when your very good friend finds out you like him and says no." She quickly let me go.I ask for a ride home from Blake. He says he can't give me one. A crazy woman appears and takes me to my grandma's house. (I'm in Baytown apparently) My parents come to pick me up and take me home. He sees me watch him at the store or something and asks me out. It's very suspicious and I don't believe him but we go out. We walk through the auditorium and I decide not to go to rehearsal. When we get to the other hallway a man calls us cute together.

I was in a forest , which I recognised as it is local but it looked different. It was more swamp like , a bog even. I was walking through it looking for someone then I heard screaming , howls of agony , a man by the sounds of it. So I went further to investigate. When I saw two figures , a man huddled down on his knees , screaming in pain with blood seeping down his face. And the dark outline of a man , seemingly made out of darkness. He had his hand scraping away into this man`s head. Upon seeing me , he stabbed him in the head with what I think were claws , killing him. He dropped the body to the floor and stood and stared at me with dark red eyes. He opened his mouth and sharp , white teeth smirked at me. I ran , terrified but it was difficult as the ground all of a sudden had become marsh-like , flooded. As I ran I felt a something grab my leg and I fell down to see a pale hand clinging onto my leg from the murky water. I screamed and tried to escape , but all I could see was the dark figure slowly walking towards me.

I begin at my friend's house. His mother is talking to me in fast paced voice and telling me embarrassing stories about him and telling me personal details I did not want to know. Later, I am in the dining room eating dinner with his sister and brother. His sister is silent and his brother had taken away her dinner and said she wasn't allowed to eat until he wanted her to. At this point I was completely disgusted and just wanted to leave. That's when I finally see my ex, curled up in the fetal position, unable to talk to me. His roommate, a guy named Tom tells me, just because you have your family stuff figured out doesn't mean he has. I'm telling you this for your sake, not his, just leave it alone. I am walking on a path that leads to the house I go to in my dreams. I'm on the phone with my ex just talking happily. On the side of the road, a small child is sitting with a large book in his lap. He asks me,what do people do when they are in love. I stop my phone call and hold the phone to my side so my ex cannot hear my answer. They get married of course, I tell the child. And instantly I heard the phone hang up. I thought to myself I can't even think differently than you without upsetting you.

I keep having a recurring dream of my childhood home. I dream that I have to go in to either get something or I am either living there. In the dream there is always some kind of ominous presence. And I know that it is haunted and feel uneasy. It usually is some what dark with some rooms with the lights on. The house is as it always looks as it always did. Normal. I am alone most of the time and my family has gone somewhere or sometimes they are sleeping or outside. But always the lights will turn on and off in a room that I am in. And if I try to turn them on they will not. Or things will move on their own. And whatever it is does not like me but I am unable to leave. And no one will wake up if they are there. But it always feels like it is building up to something, as if whatever it is, is gathering strength and will eventually get me. And when I try to leave the doors will not open and if they do there is nothing but black outside. I usually can wake myself before this presence "gets me" and I always feel a great weight on my mind when I wake. I will usually be some what nervous the rest of the day. It is almost like it makes my nerves rattled. This happens about once a week or everyother week. And I am unable to figure out what this dream means. And would really appreciate some guidance or insight.

I was sitting at home, reading. All of a sudden, my mom came in crying, telling me that Alex Kavalchuk, a man who I am very close to and very much in love with, had died in a bombing at his Air Force base in South Korea. We flew to his home state, New York, to attend the funeral. It was an open casket service, and when I peered in to see his face one last time, it was grotesque, the cheeks were caved in, his mouth was frozen open in a scream of horror, and it looked like he had died in complete agony.... I reached in to touch his disfigured cheek one last time, then woke up right as my fingertips made contact.

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