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I dreamt that I was protecting a little boy who had had terrible things happen to him, like he was being haunted. He was showing me through this old building where these terrible event had happened to him. Then we came to a room and the boy broke down and refused to go inside, he was terrified. So I said don't worry, we will leave and I covered his eyes and started guiding him out of the building. While I was leading him out, an evil man with red eyes kept popping up out of nowhere and I remember that I had to try to not show I was scared to this man. The next thing I remember was the boy was in the shower and he had turned into a dark blue liquid that was supposed to be iodine, even though iodine is not blue, and the evil man was washing his eyes, sort of swimming in the back of the boy. The boy was crying like he was in a lot of pain and I could not bare to watch. I remember looking through the boys drawing book and seeing pictures he had drawn of blue liquid with red eyes in the middle. Then me (the lady) had a realisation and she ran to the boy and was shouting at him "why are his eyes red, why are they red" and eventually the boy screamed out " because of the blood" then the lady went to talk to the boys career and told her a secret. Next thing, the evil man came into the room in a rage and went to get the boy in the shower but as he started shaking the bathroom door, a flap that the career had installed on the ladies instruction fell onto the evel mans head and he died instantly. Hen there was an image of the lady smiling giving the thumbs up like she had figured out what was wrong with the man and how to kill him. It had turned out that the reason for the blood in his eyes was because of a blood clot or some sort of cancer in his head nod when the flap landed on his head it burst and killed him instantly. I then had another dream about blue liquid 2 nights later. The dream was that I had a very bad migraine ( which I did n real life) and was searching in public to find some cold water because I just wanted to feel cold on my head. I found a lot of outdoor showers but none of them were cold enough. Finally i found some indoor cubicle showers that were really good and I showered in them but towards the end a lot of ladies came in so I decided to leave but as I was walking out I was stepping in faeces and urine from these ladies on the floor. I was really grossed out and so found another room of showers that were empty and decided to shower in there. Then there were men looking through levered windows at me, at first I was embarrassed but then I started showing them my body. The next thing, I was showering outside, naked in public and I was covered in blue liquid and asvibwas showering, the water washed the blues liquid away down to my hips. Then i woke up.

The dream started out nice. I came to see her in the middle of the night and I remember us both smiling and laughing, and she told me I could sleep in her room until morning. In the dream, I woke up to Sydney walking into the room with this look on her face that she always gets when she’s upset or depressed about something. I then remember Sydney’s mom bringing us into another room ‘in private’ and said, “Justin. You can’t see Sydney when you turn 18. You have to break up.” and walked out of the room. All I could say was, “Please don’t do this...” in a choked up voice, “I really love her, please don’t do this to me!”. After this, all I remember is going outside the house to take a walk with Sydney. Holding onto her arm, we were both silent. Speechless. I finally turn to her and say “I’m not going to see other people, you mean so much to me.” Sydney just continues looking ahead with that same depressed look on her face. “Are you?”, I say. She hesitates, opens her mouth, stays like that for a couple seconds without saying a thing, then says, “Sure.” In that moment, my heart broke. This girl I thought who loved me, says she is going to see other people when we break up. Tears begin filling my eyes and running down my face. I’m speechless. I put my face against hers and squeeze her arm tightly. “Please don’t leave me!” I scream. Then she disappeared. I was left on my knees on the concrete, looking at the ground, emotional pain searing through my body. I have never had a thought of suicide in my life. Until then. Until that moment when the girl who means the world to me, disappeared from my arms. A voice in my head still in the dream said, “Justin. You cannot live on without her.”

So my boyfriend and I went in vacation with our families down to like the middle of no where. You know, dark woods, nothing around for hours, creepy old house, next to I think it was a river. Well when we were down there people we knew kept showing up. Like groups of people at a time. So we'd let them stay for like a night or whatever. But the house was haunted. Like really haunted. There was this girl, with like the scariest ghost face ever, and she lived in this one room. And nobody was allowed to go in there because every time someone would open the door she'd scare them really bad. But people did anyway. Idk it was weird. Well we were all down there having a good time minus the ghosts. And this group shows up, and my ex boyfriend was in the group. And my current boyfriend was showing everyone around the house, and I'd just come inside from swimming, had no idea anyone else was even here. And I was in the kitchen making food. And my ex walks in, and it was just really weird, like why are you here weird. And I don't remember why, but he tried to give me a hug, and I pushed him off. Then he tried to kiss me and I kept pushing him off, and my boyfriend walked in, and got super pissed off. And wouldn't listen to anything I was saying. And I was crying because I just got like harassed by my ex, and my boyfriend wouldn't listen to me he just kept walking away. It was so awful. Then my boyfriend went in that ghost room and I followed to in there, and turns out that ghost committed suicide and yeah. Then I woke up!

That I was giving a blowjob to an ex in the middle of the street and his ask us what was we doing? Then I told him to sneak and meet me in the basement of my house, as I went in the house to go meet him in the basement I saw my deceased grandfather sitting in the front room. I asked him was he doing better and he said no that he was just taking his medicine. Then my deceased grandmother was in the kitchen talking to people and asked me to come here. I then saw my deceased uncle in my sister bed and he lifted hids head up and looked at me.

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