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My ex boyfriend died last month. Last night I saw him in my dreams. I was at his mothers house. Before I entered the house there were a lot of dead roaches on the outside by the door. I went in the house with my sisters. My oldest sister who is known in real life to see things or know things saw my ex boyfriend in the house. She signaled me that she saw him in the hallway so I moved seats because I was scared to see him. His mom is doing is schoolwork. All of a sudden I hear his voice calling my name and I yell his name back, get up and run to him in the hallway. We embrace each other with a large hug. I tell him that I miss him and he thanks me for coming. We walk together into the main room with everybody and he begins to talk about a black car that's outside. I joke on him for his dry skin that he use to always have. I laugh and tell him that he needs some lotion!

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I was in a suburban neighborhood that had been abandoned. The houses looked abandoned anyway, and the yards had grown up 2-3 feet high. There were bodies everywhere, but they looked like melted tires. They were like big flat, black pieces of rubber. Maybe melted and charred? Anyway, I was walking down the street near the sidewalk, and a red headed pale girl on a bicycle rides past me like everything is normal, before turning her bike onto a sidewalk leading to a house. She sets down her bike and walks into the house. Someone has been following us though. Something inside me says to play dead, so I fall to the side, face into the sidewalk and close my eyes, something telling me not to look up, but I know the man or thing has followed the girl into the house. Suddenly, I hear snapping of a fire. I jump up, and a man with slightly gold colored skin, long dark wavy hear, horns and wings is running down the street. He looks strong and muscular, just a tunic I guess it's called around his waist. Behind him is a wall of fire as high as the sky coming towards us. Just now he sees me and looks alarmed. He yells at me asking what I am doing here. I don't belong here. He grabs my hand and we run from the fire until we pass through an extremely tall pair of gold colored doors, which he closes. We can hear the fire behind them and he sighs, hands still on the doors. He says his name is Mephistopheles and he created that world, but he had to destroy it. Then he turned and walked away and I woke up.

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I dreamt that I was being harassed by a "killer" clown. He had similar features to Steven King's IT clown: sharp teeth, red eyes, pale skin, claws. I was alone in an unfamiliar, empty house. There was little to no lighting, but I remember feeling like I was not entirely alone. The only furniture was an empty closet, similar to the one in the Narnia movies. The clown was incredibly close to my face and he had a sinister smile with blood-stained teeth. I began to run away, but it felt like I wasn't actually going anywhere. He caught up and knocked me down, and began to strangle me. I knew I was in danger, but I wasn't struggling for breath. Although I was still dreaming, I thought I had woken up and was safe. But I turned around and the clown was standing over me smiling. I could not decipher my dream from reality.

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