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I was with a friend, we were on some kind of drug, it made us see a demonic lifelike version of ourselves which we thought was really there, but it was in our heads. We were having counselling for it and the demonic version of ourselves was very violent. I was the first to recover and stop taking the drug but my friend was still struggling with it, I managed to get away from the demon version of myself but was continuously scared of it coming back and I escaped bringing my friend with me. In the end of the dream we were in a different situation my friend and I met this guy in a car outside the building we were previously in, we went to a hotel drinking etc, having fun, although I was still waiting for the demons to come back but they didn't, I reminded the friend of what we had to do the next day and she had no recollection of our previous plans and didn't seem to think it was the same date as me, but I checked my phone and I was the one who was right. We left the hotel room, I am still worried the demons would come and destroy everything and that is when I woke up suddenly.

Having had a few drinks one evening I had fallen asleep on Emma Hatton's sofa (no idea why) during the days when I had ridiculously long hair. Waking up in the morning, someone had shaved off all but one side leaving me with the king of all combovers. In my fury I naturally assumed Ben Holliday was to blame somehow and attacked him with a frying pan. Hordes of strangers start arriving at the house and Ming Dong helpfully cuts off the rest of my hair. For some reason bald me looks like Robert Loggia. I spend hours tracking down someone who can lead me to the person responsible. Eventually Laura Lemon agrees to show me to this persons house, but when we arrive we are at their wake and it turns out thy they have been dead for three days.

I had a dream last night that my boyfriend was shot on the side and when I wanted to get him help his family said no because this happened before and just to let him die. After a few hours I went to a house where people were my boyfriend was laying on the couch dying and I introduced my self to his family when I did they gave me a dirty look and said see shane keeps playing these girls. Then next thing you know my boyfriend started talking to me and asked me if I was still going to go to school , I then ran outside dialed 911 because I wanted to save his life.

I was in the attic of an old house, I squeezed through a tiny window in to dirty muddy area where there was this small room where I started putting on all this crazy makeup with white powder and I started altering my appearance changing the size of my nose and mouth and then I tried to go back through the window to get back out but my size had altered and could barely get my head and shoulder through it and the more I struggled the more the room started to collapse and there was loads of spiders and cobwebs falling from the ceiling they were everywhere i was terrified all I could do was try to go the other way,I managed to get out into this really posh garden where I could see people inside the house but the house was mostly glass and there seemed to be no way in and I think I knew the people inside I think one of them was my mam and i think they were shouting at me to come back in but I couldn't hear them and for some reason I lost my temper and threw some garden chairs into a fancy pond and then began running away from the house and down this really long road. I came to a little village and bumped into this really camp guy who seemed quite friendly and he started showing me around and was saying that loads of gay people lived around here and I spotted a guy in leather hat and pants staring at me and the camp one was saying 'its not that I don't like the gays it's just sometimes they're a bit full on' he then took me to his house but we didn't go in, we went up some stairs that were on the side of the house that lead up to the roof. As we got to the top he said 'and these are my friends' and I can't remember exactly what they all looked like I think there were four of them, i know i thought they all looked crazy one of them had a bald head with just a bit of hair on the very top with a ribbon in it and a long flowery dress and she kept saying 'can you see the angels? Look can you see the angels?' And as I looked up I could see what looked like a some sort of robotic kite in the shape of a person and I said 'oh yeah I can see them' but then the more I looked into the sky the clouds turned into people and I really could see them and I felt as though they were trying to help us all somehow, I could've watched them for hours. The next thing i remember I was in this office with a cassette player and headphones and there was a man sitting on the couch with a pen and paper asking me to tell him what I saw with those people he then put the headphones in my ears and I could hear what sounded like binaural beats vibrating in my ear and then I woke up but I felt as though I'd had this dream before.

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