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People were talking to me (I don't remember what they said, but I remember I didn't understood, like if it was nonsense or another language). I just stood there and said ''But you don't want to take a blood bath with me. No one wants too.'' Then I walked away to some house and went to the bathroom and took a bath of blood (the bath was filled with blood). I dressed up and left the house, as I was walking, there were bodies on the floor, there was a little girl's one, she had a stuffed bunny. I walked to a big oak and sit there. When I look up, there were many, many, many bodies on the grass, everything was red. I was holding the bunny of the little girl and told him ''I always have to do everything by myself.'' I took a dead guy's body near me and I started talking to him. I said ''Don't I, (guy's name, I don't remember it)?'' I talked to him for some time, saying weird stuff. Then I let him go and say ''Lucky me, dreams are never this great. Feels good.'' Then I woke up.

There is this boy in my class who I catch staring at me a lot and I had a dream about him. Me, him and this other boy that I think likes me were at this junk yard place area were we we're either selling or buying things idk but while we were there the two boys keep talking and bickering back and forth saying stuff like "Just do it" "I will!" "Your liying!" "Ofcorse because I'm scared! haha!" "I swear! Dude!" next thing I know when I am signing soothing on a desk he comes and writes his number down with his name next to it, and then says write your number down.

My my mom and my sister were moving everything out of the house and my step dad was not helping. my sister was rolling a large tire. we had moved a lot of stuff just in front of my ex girlfriend s house which had lots of cars in front of it. My sister had gotten lost on the way there so we decided to make our way home. we ended up downtown in the city there were no people there. We walked past thousands of dream catchers into a store that sold decorations and i saw my friend walk in with a bag. he worked at the store. i applied to work at that store with him but no one offered me a job. I felt betrayed and that i would never get a job. me and my mom went home and she started to say how she liked my sister better.

There was a boy and his horse they had specific names, the boy was james lutton the horse was called brodie something. It was world war one. The kid was befriended by soliders. He rode around helping run errands and stuff. The war ended and he went to the base leaving his soldier friends on the frontline. He was going with a prisioner of war (he wasnt tied up or anything, i guess the war had ended). The boy james jumped a big hole or something, missed the ledge and fell. The prisoner carried on alone. Eventually the soldiers turned up and some were crying. One did not want to know wjat happened as he did not want to accept that it was true.

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