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Black Handprint all over the condo. The place had been stripped like it was a remodeling project. A brother of mine was on a ladder in the open entrance area near the wall. I asked him or rather stated to him in an accusitory manner, "What the hell!" And he turned the tables on me and said, "What the hell did you do to the place!" Now, I knew that I had done nothing. I began to think that maybe all my money had been stolen. I went to the closet and there was nothing there except in the back of the closet was a really small opening. It was rectangular in shape and it was open from the inside like a peep hole. What was below was a huge department store that was birghtly lit and I heard something being stated over the loud speaker.

I'm in a classroom setting and on the desk is an English exam paper. On the front page is an essay that i should read and answer questions. Unfortunately i fall asleep on the desk only to wake up when the teacher is announcing we should ensure we have answered every question and written our names correctly. I feel pressured and rushed. How I'm i supposed to read the whole essay and answer the questions and it's nearing time to submit the papers. Feeling all the pressure, I'm unable to move past the first question when i wake up. Immediately i feel relieved that the situation was a dream which meant there was no real consequences of failing an exam.

First one I saw in my dream in the morning was somewhere a strange place where different races and colours of people are surrounded. Not racism but it was and the place was very beautiful.I saw a handsome Caucasian tall guy in front of me working in front of his house. He was tall at 6.3. Blue eyes and light brown hair .His house is far from my house able to see him from windows.He was handsome and it was in countryside and may be in Abroad.Then he was clean shaved ,was wearing a jeans pant which was nice,shoes was converse,check full shirt and half jacket.Hair was short.So attractive.I was at my home looking at him through window was wearing tank tops and shorts and sandals then went outside checking out on him he did not notice try to talk to him but he was working and busy.I noticed other girls try to talk to him checking out on him.But he just do not give damn and then he was looking at my house window then saw me in front of him and after finishing work we took a long walk talked exchange number and had a large conversation and we told goodbye to each other and see you around he said.Maybe it was in America not sure.

I was living in a house with a family. They had 3 sons. One day these boys got a toy gun for a present. Obviously as kids do , they started playing with it. One of the brothers pulled the trigger and it turned out that it wasn't a toy gun , but a real loaded gun. He shot his brother who died on the scene. Instead of throwing or selling the gun , the parents just hid it on the top of the wardrobe so the 2 sons wouldn't be able to reach it. But some time later one of the sons saw the gun sticking up from the top of the wardrobe and managed to get it down. He must've thought again that it was a toy because he started to play with it again. He pointed the trigger at himself and pulled. He too has died instantly. The parents and I were devastated because there used to be 3 boys but now there was only one. I remember then seeing the dad sitting on the couch crying and spinning the gun in his hands. I started screaming and telling him to put the gun down so that nothing bad happens. But he was too devastated to hear me. He accidentally pulled the trigger and shot the last son. The dream ended with me screaming over his dead body

It started out with a zombie apocalypse, I didn’t see any zombies I just knew it. I’m out in the hot summer run in a lush green forest, looking for food and shelter. There’s a rustle behind me and I turn, hunter’s knife in hand and it’s an older man with a little kid hiding behind him. They look hungry, hungrier than me. I ask him why dosent he try out for our district’s competition. Sure it’s a zombie apocalypse but we still had a form of government. And this one held a competition twice a year for the common people to live in the capital if they won, runner ups get food. We travel to the compound where it’s being held. Like a metal auditorium, small and the steel is surprisingly not boiling hot. I trained the little girl in preparation for the competition, I’ve grown close with her and her dad. Revealing I had competed when I was 16 and won. But now I was living as an outsider. The compound soon fills with families also competing. We get sat next to a redhead family, I can tell something is off with the dad by the way he sighs as he watches his young twin daughter play. We fill out paperwork as the 13 or so judges come in and take their seats. I recognized a few but one knew me. He smiles and tilts his head in a respectful way. I turn away feeling my face go red. First is the kids spouting off facts about our government. Next to compete are the fathers. They’re made to kill zombies, the red head father almost died. A zombie aiming for his neck, I kicked it away from me and the girls and the guy I’m with kills it. The night ends, the judges leave but we are made to sleep on the steel benches and dirt floor. There’s a small lamp, I remember someone once telling me the capital uses these little lamps to signal for electricity. Turning it off is considered a crime. I’ve competed before, I know what comes the next day. I know I’m the only one awake, I turned it off to give me an extra leg up in tomorrow’s competition. Then it’s tomorrow, everyone wakes. No one notices the lamp. The judges come back, the one I know personally gives me a smile as he sits. I hear whispers. The capital holds this event twice a year because they’re struggling to keep people alive in their secluded area. It’s true. I used to live there so I know it is true. I say nothing, no one can know I competed before. I need to help the little girl and her father, they’re my friends. It’s time to complete. I look over at the tired red headed father and know immediately what he is thinking. I whisper to him, don’t kill yourself, your daughters and wife need you. He looks surprised, I shrug and get down from my seat and stand near his wife. There’s a song we are meant to sing but the tablet with the lyrics isn’t working. There’s no electricity, I made sure of that. I know the default song, it’s the district’s anthem. They have us sing it while they wrote our scores. I sing soft for the parts I know I won’t get right and belt out the parts I know I can nail. This is how I was taught to sing. By the judge that I know. He looks proud I remembered his teachings from when I was younger. I hold back a grimace. They give us our scores, we have to add them together. There’s comments left next to the scores. I notice the judge I know left me a x8. I can multiply my entire score by 8 to get the highest score and win. He leaves me a flirty compliment. The dream ends before I can get my final score.

I don't remember the start nor much of the dream. Only that there were two sides of a war/conflict. I wasn't human, think I was immortal, and there were two other immortals on the human side with me. And well, I know I said immortal, but I think they found a way to kill us or maybe only people our kind can kill us? Don't know. But the three of us fought with the humans. And the immortal made other imortlsal doll beings that the humans could control. But the other immortal who fought died. So I went to see the girl, cause I've never meet her. Upon meeting her I found out she was neither immortal and couldn't make those dolls. He did it for her. She did this cause she wasn't valuable and wanted protection, she was just human. So I decided to keep making them on her behalf. It made her really happy. But I don't think the dream got a happy end. The dream had a sad element to it. Before I went to sleep I saw "to your eternity", probably affected my dream.

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