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I was sleeping in bed with Paul Martel. I looked up at an open door. Then I was walking down a street with Tom. We came up to his house and there was 2 corvettes in the driveway that belonged to his friends. He told me he couldn\t do something with me and told me to go to the kitchen when we get in. We entered the house and 2 of his friends, his brother and father were there. He introduced me, then I hugged his dad and went to the kitchen to make a coffee..tom came in shortly after and ate something and he looked uneasy. He sent me out to get something. It did not make sense..he wanted me to go get something similar to 5o shades of grey which he called 2o shades... I left and walked down a hill through puddles then had to climb through a little waterfall into a tunnel. I climbed the tunnel although there were tight spots. At the end of the tunnel, |Jeanette bosch was there. then there was a road I walked down. when I got to an intersection there was snow. My mom was there. the intersection was hyway 58 and nigara falls rd. at the dam.

I stabbed a stranger, I don’t remember why but he was in our yard. I killed him and I felt it, I felt his blood splatter my face, the warmth as I stabbed and stabbed and ripped open his chest. My husband was with me, not stopping me nor helping, Just watching me. I dragged his body over the lawn of this beautiful house I do not live in but I sort of did you know? The grass was freshly cut and covered in dew, even though it was midday in summer, It wasn't hot. It wasn't cold enough for dew either. I put him in the garden shed, He was dead by now. I went along and cleaned the grass off, not with a hose but endless tissues as if it were fine carpet. My older sister, which I don't have comes home. Her husband and her kids all have no faces, Just black. Daughter 3, Brown curls and pigtails. Son unknown, I saw nothing. Husband roughly 40, Dark hair. My older sister was a short, stumpy fat blonde, I have seen her before, I know this because she had a face. My husband and I were in our room, Which looked more like the intensive care unit in the Mental Health section of the hospital, It was empty and dark but I knew it was white. My sister walked in she brought sudden light to the room and asked me how I was. I told her good but she wasn’t satisfied and continued to ask questions, but the one thing she didn’t ask about and that I was sure she would, was why there is blood all over me. Was this a normal look for me? I told her, I told her how I killed a man and he was in the back shed, No one particularly cared except my sister, not even the children. She was so shocked, she asked me for the weapon and I had forgotten what I had used. Turns out it was some old dagger with what looked to be a big chicken bone as the handle, strange. I ended up stabbing her to death after catching a glimpse of the weapon. No one was bothered by my second killing, I suppose she did look like a nagging twat. My husband was known for the bad things he had done in the past, He has a reputation around here, He killed a man with his own two hands, He went to jail and broke out, disappeared for ten years, Turns out he was on the other side of the world working in a kitchen, Not a regular kitchen. drugs. He spoke for the first time that day and simply said for me to “Stop it”. “There’s already two dead, what’s left to stop”? I said to him tauntingly “I’m calling the police and you aren't going anywhere”. He shouted I continued to explain how bad this could look for him also, I cut my arm with the weapon and smashed a beautiful vase across my head and proceeded to hug him transferring most of the blood and slipping the knife into his pocket. I pulled out the cell and dialed for the police, I told them my husband was trying to kill me and he was already killed two, gave them the address and hung up. I kissed him and walked out of the house laughing hysterically.

I was momentarily a video game character who was in the urban, but sandy middle east and I found a secret entrance to a cavern by pulling away a massive stone. Inside there was a giant with no face, that I identified as the Cleveland Indians baseball team mascot. By this point I was myself and was unkindly greeted by the giant, who did not like humans. He allowed me to live and in the cavern the setting was similar to that of my school cafeteria. There were many tables and a lunch line where you could pass through and grab whatever you wanted. I wanted a strawberry-banana smoothie and as I reached for one I grabbed a strawberry-cheese smoothie. In disgust I threw the smoothie and picked up an actual strawberry-banana smoothie while making a witty comment to the girl near me.

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