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I was in a chruch and a guy is standing in cront of me talking to me i dont know what he was saying i couldnt really see him other than he was wearing a black suit his compliction was really light but couldnt realy see a face i was looking around at everything then we went out side he was still talking and i was trying to rember everything that was around me try to plant it in my head to rember it then i strated falling(as to being born) he was screaming at me that he would find me and i strated yelling back how and keep say he would find me no to worry i woke myself up yeling how r u going to find me

I dream about my friend and I living in a mansion together and married. We have no kids or pets. We are wealthy, successful, happy. My mansion has an elevator, swimming pools, game tables, great views, theater, and outdoor activity. We like to party. He a very sexy man who will always be there for me no matter what. He doesn't care how stupid I am. He is heroic and sensitive. He is a people person. He and I laugh at the same things. I dream about us going on dates together and nothing goes wrong. He is happy to see me and I am happy to see him. He doesn't want to be separated from me no matter how annoying. He likes to touch me especially on my face. He loves me for who I am and I love him for who he is.

Sitting in a half circle of friends, me in the middle. A Lady/healer of sorts was waving some sort of wand at each of us in random turn. as she did so, it vibrated and made a sort of sonar noise that varied per person. I was last, and I was nervous for her to get to me. The wand vibrated wildly and release a high pitched sonar wave that kept increasing and increasing until I finally smacked the wand out of the lady's hand. She stared at me appalled, and everyone around me was also staring in awe. It was a power indicator wand apparently.

My boyfriend Nick, a co worker and myself are being held hostage by an unknown male. We are at my parents house, alone. He seems to be mentally challenged, gets frustrated and yells orders at us. In my dads garage he has my boyfriend In a chair and has me typing out a kind of list of demands or something on the computer, I'm not sure. As I cry, I explain that my dad will be VERY angry at us for being in his garage when he gets home. The unknown bad guy laughs and says he'll get him drunk or use this, and motions at a knife in is pocket. Nervously I sit down on Nicks lap and keep typing but Nick is slowly backing us up towards the door. The attacker notices this and reaches for a cable to tie us up. I cry and ask him not to. Suddenly, we are in a different part of the house with the same chair. As the bad guy gives me orders, I motion to Nick to run for the back door, he does very quickly. As the attacker runs after him I scream for my co worker to follow me into my old bedroom and try to lock the door, but the attacker is much stronger and forces his way into the room. I beg him not to hurt us and he knocks us onto the floor. With 2 ball point pens he starts stabbing at my legs and saying "I'm gonna kill you both!" When he motions towards my co worker I scream, "please, I'll do anything!" He reaches into his pocket and grabs a handful of permanent markers. He starts writing obscene things up and down my legs. He lifts my shirt and writes "I love sex" on my stomach. Before he can actually touch me, Nick is back in the room kicking him off of me! The rest is blurry but the bad guy was gone and my co worker unscathed except for one pen mark. I climb onto what is my old bed and everyone seems fine except me. I'm uncontrollably crying. When my parents get home they don't even offer a hug. I tell my mom what he tried to do and she starts recounting stories from when I was younger saying "you've always been sexual"! Only my older brother Dustin, who I haven't seen in 3 years holds me and tells me it's ok. And it's not until my mom sees me shaking and crying and lifting my pant legs to show her, that she realizes how very real and scary it all was for me. Then I woke up.

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