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I'm at the bank talking to the bank teller which happened to be a lady from my job,all these boys from the neighborhood gang are there.I leave my cars being blocked in by one of them that I've met before. I beep he moves.i try to lock my car doors but they wouldnt lock so I speed off and park my car and start riding my bike by this place I know.a car pulls up on the side of another car.shoots the people in the car.gets out of his car walks up to them and shoots then lays a white sheet on the ground and sticks a american flag in it.

I was lying down on the living room couch where I always sleep. A small man whose face I couldn't see was sitting next to me and he held me down hard and violently ripped my clothes off of me. He hurt me and disappeared. I suddenly had my clothes back on and decided to go outside. I tried pushing the door open but someone was holding it shut. I forcefully opened the door and the whole neighborhood was full of broken down houses. The sky was pink and blue I then woke up.

There was a giant wooden lion who was a nice, good lion, but I was the only one who knew he was nice. Everyone else was afraid of him. I tried to tell them that he was nice and that they shouldn't be afraid of him because he would only be nice as long as the lion didn't know the people were afraid of him, but they were still scared. Eventually the lion found this out and started to find it fun to scare people so the wooden lion ran through my neighborhood terrorizing people.

Another dream I had was me and some random people (They was my friends in the dream but i don’t know them in real life) prank called the mafia and they said they as going to take revenge on us but we ignored this. About a day or so passes and we go to do another prank call and we notice our other friend isn’t there and we see a small gold box with a red ribbon on it and we open it and see a finger inside and a new classification of fear strikes my heart. My friend and I go after the mafia and we almost get killed. A week later the mafia is reeking rampage on my dads neighborhood and I ask him what are we going to do and he states “We are going to take them and move them into our neighborhood and wait” I responded back by saying “Are you crazy” then my dad yells back as I look at his house “I REFUSE TO LET THIS TURN INTO A VIOLENT PROTEST"

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