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I was home alone, and 4 men came up in a big black van, two of which both wore white suits and walked the house on the opposite side, they were only seen once. One other was wearing black boots and a purple suit, and the other wore white boots and a black suit. They walked up to the house and somehow sucked all the power out of it multiple times. The last time they came I was taken with them. All they did was argue and screw up. I tried to change the Black Suited man's morals but the Purple suited man kept distracting him. Eventually I made it home to see one of my teachers in my garage. He seemed to know what happened, but before he told me, I woke up.

I visited my boyfriend older sister's house. house was very small and shabby. i saw her son, he was about 3 years old and her husband. her husband was eating in a corner, i played with her son a bit and then talked to her while she was cooking outside in a dirt yard. she was telling me how they managed even though they didnt have much money while she pulled food items from under the house which was elevated off the ground. after a while my boyfriend came, i went to greet him and he hugged me affectionately and told me how he was mugged in front of the house the day before, he had one eye swollen and bloody and a could not speak clear because there was a strip of dark material that looked sown across his lips. we went inside and was talking and i kissed him near his mouth gently. then my mother, daughter and one son appeared. my mother and daughter sat at a tiny table eating and talking, my boyfriend sat at another table trying to eat something then my daughter handed him a cup cake with orange icing and a scooby doo head candle on top and said it was for his birthday. he smiled and took it and looked happy. before he came to the house i played with the little boy and marveled at how big he had gotten

I wake up a a house maybe 10000 feet above the ground and walk to the corridor. the view is beautiful, all colors brilliantly mixed into each other and feels like its another world. the view far and wide is beautifully and colorful. and i am joined by the love of my life. i move on to the opposite corridor and i see mythological Indian king and his warriors in golden crowns and covered in gold and silver armors. one of the warriors starts to rise upwards in a hot air balloon and i look at them in calm holding my love by the waist and kissing her neck. then suddenly without warning i turn around, pick up a spear and plunge it towards the warrior rising towards me. the balloon is torn and he slams to the ground and the king stares at me in anguish.

Dream kept repeating in certain parts. I was constantly back at the house. Different things happened every time I was at the house. Entered via bathroom (peach with darker door but not too dark). There was just a toilet in the room and I think a window to the right of me. Hole in the door. Dog in other room would see me and put his nose through the hole and sniff. I'd dread opening the door to the dog, but I'd do it and calm it down by stroking it. It was silky smooth. The last time I visited the house, the dog saw me through the hole and as I expected, went to put his nose in the hole and sniff, but he burst down the door instead and ended up right in front of me. This room was grey. Grey walls with photo frames (gold maybe) and grey floorboards. They all looked cracked and the wallpaper looked worn and cracked. There was no furniture in the room, though I think there might have been one set of drawers that were black in a vintage style but very worn and old. On the bottom far left was a door frame without a door. I never went through this door, but I did look out of it. There was a landing which led round to a flight of stairs going down. This landing and the stairs were also grey and worn exactly like the room I was in. Back near to the left of the bathroom there was another room. This door frame actually had a door, which was always open a few inches and looked like there was light shining into the room. I was always too scared to enter that room or to leave the grey room at all. Every time I ended up at this house the dog was a different colour. Once it was black with white spots. Another time, white, golden and black with black spots and smaller ears/nose. Another time it was white with long brown floppy ears. But I knew it was always the same dog. I know it was a male dog. He was always very on edge and almost hyper flighty. Only I could calm him down by stroking him. But he was always scared in some way and really jumpy. And so was I. I was scared of a man, incase he came to the room. I was scared he'd be in this house, but never knew if he was or not. One time, I was riding a bike that was too big. The handle bars were way too high and when I was pedalling my knees were coming up to my cheeks. I was cycling around Manchester early on a morning. People were going to work on the trams (which looked more square and red) and there were buskers dotted along the tram lines. One man made a couple of quid in less than a minute. He also looked poor but he was good at busking. I was cycling along these tramlines and near Arndale then suddenly I was riding down a hill in Easington Colliery and ended up in the bathroom of this house again. One time, people were in the house, 2 girls and a boy walking down the stairs away from me and I had a guitar and threw it to them. They were then gone.

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