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I decided to go to ny for some reason... I we to milda's house. Ate some food she left over w rice and tomato soup. I knew she left for france or something. I could smell ber apt. Began watching a dvd abt her trip to dc and france.. Ended up in france.. And dc Alternating. Stairway up. Kept seeing woman going up a hill. The. A second with a walking stick and a hoodie. Decided to follow. Realized it was too steep. Heard a voice saying something like you are not allowed here. The steepness felt worse and i senses i was gonna fall. I grabbed onto a branch on the side. Whos there goes sound.. Ur not allowed here. I was cought and placed on rotating wheel with spikes stabbing thinfs before me and tossing them to the other side. Somehow i managed to escape. I woke up.

So i had a dream about me and a friend (I don’t remember the friend) being stabbed by an aboriginal woman. We were waiting at a train station, and an aboriginal woman approached and asked for a cigarette.. just as I pulled out the tin I keep cigarettes in, she popped out a knife (you know how you have the knives that flick out with a button), and then began to stab my mate first, then me. She stabbed me atleast 10 times, each stab I felt.. The piercing of the skin, the tenderness of my muscle and organs as she pushed the knife deeper into my body. I felt the cold blade. (This knife blade was atleast 20cm long, about 5cm wide, .5cm thick). I felt her pull it out and go for another stab. It was in slow motion, but also in real time. After she had finishing stabbing me and my friend, I left my friend to deal with their own wounds, I don’t even think I called an ambulance. I just walked away. After I had started walked away I started feeling around for where I had been stabbed. Below my collarbone, multiple stabs to my abdomen, along with ones piercing either side of above my hipbones. I had found a quiet place to sit, and I began to open the wounds and look inside, sticking my fingers in to open the wound as far as I could. I think I tore a few wounds open further aswell. I kept fiddling around inside, feeling what I could feel with my fingers. I was drenched in blood. I then passed out. Then I woke up, in panic. I freaked out and rubbed my hands all over my body, wondering if it was all true. I checked under my collarbone and I looked and nothing was there..

I decided to go to ny for some reason... I went to milda's or ex girlfriend 's house. Ate some food she left over w rice and tomato soup. I knew she left for france or something. I could smell ber apt. Began watching a dvd abt her trip to dc and france.. Ended up in france.. And dc Alternating. Stairway up. Kept seeing woman going up a hill. The. A second with a walking stick and a hoodie. Decided to follow. Realized it was too steep. Heard a voice saying something like you are not allowed here. The steepness felt worse and i senses i was gonna fall. I grabbed onto a branch on the side. Whos there goes sound.. Ur not allowed here. I was cought and placed on rotating wheel with spikes stabbing thinfs before me and tossing them to the other side. Somehow i managed to escape. I woke up.

I was in a train station, I was riding a red bike around the train station. I knew in the dream that I was there a lot, because the train director/ janitor knew me very well. As I am riding my bike around in a circle the train director/ janitor comes up to me and tells me I have to go home because my mom just called and told me my dad was dead. I initially was upset but then I told myself that I cannot be upset just yet until I am sure that it was the director just said. I told him to repeat himself, but he would not repeat himself. I began yelling at him telling him he has to repeat what he just said, but he kept saying other things like “go home, your mom just called”. So I go back to my house, there are a lot of people there. I go outside into the backyard and my cousin Evan is out there. It is very muddy in the back yard and I walk to the edge of it and see there is a low stone wall that sections off a corner of the yard. I think to myself that this must be the place we will bury my dad. I ask Evan to help me move a bench. He helps me move it and now on the edge of my entire yard is a larger stone wall, about 6 or 7 feet high. I notice that there is a broken section in the wall and ask Evan to help me move the bench to the broken section of the wall. When I look out through the break I see that instead of my neighborhood beyond it there is a great ocean, with many hills and cliffs off to the side. There are sailboats in the water, and I feel relieved. I go back inside my house and in the master bedroom (my bedroom) my mom is sitting on my bed. I wonder why she is in my room, she talking to some unknown person who is standing in the corner. I interrupt her conversation to ask her what is going on. I do not want to ask her because I can see a look of worry on her face, and I do not want to remind her about dad being dead because I know she will break down. But I know I have to know what happened, so I ask her what happened to dad. She says to me “what do you mean?” and I look behind me and see my dad is right behind me wearing his normal Hawaiian shirt. I look at my mom and I ask her “well then who died” and she tells me my grandmother died.

The first dream I was in a desert like setting and it began to rain. I ran into a strip mall area to take shelter from the rain. I walked right into a restaurant that served pasta and other food. Only a few tables were full and it had a gloomy feel to it. Yet the food was amazing and the service was just as great. Last night, I was in that restaurant again. Only it was more colorful. I saw a beautiful display of baked goods that were freshly made that day. I was led to my table by a man with silver hair and a tan. Later a woman with shoulder length blond hair embraced me and kissed me on the cheek. She thanked me for believing in her. The man's name was Samy and the woman's name was Amy. I have a good idea where the restaurant is located and what the name of it is. I am still looking over the details. I feel like there should be a meaning somewhere. If you have any insight about this let me know.

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