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I don't remember exactly how it started, but basically the "devil" which i cant remember what it looked like but it was a male &had hooves but stood.... and basically he was going to come and iwas going to die, and my stepsister who i'm very close with was there guiding me through the entire process and we were talking about this kid who my step sister had known who's also gone through the same thing and how its almost like killing yourself and there wouldnt be any turning back or taking anybody with you or letting anybody know and so we were picking out clothes that we wanted to take with us and we would either just drop the clothes onto the ground and they would get sucked into the ground but it wasnt working well and so the other way was to drop them down the sink which was like a sharp vacuum cuz it had small blades and would cut my fingertips each time i put clothing down it, and after i put a pair of dark blue shorts, death (devil) appeared behind me and like stabbed me slowly down my back and told me that i cant be dressing to impress any other dead people, and then me and my stepsister were by our front door and my dad came home and i was walking with him the entire time from the door up the stairs and he told me to come into his bedroom and he was basically going to yell at me for something and i was so sad that he didnt know i was dead and so i started crying cuz he technically couldnt see me but he still thought that he could since he didnt know the truth and i didnt want him yelling at me to be the last thing that he could remember doing before i died and so i walked into my room instead and my stepsister followed and i sat on the floor leaning against my bed and she sat on my desk chair and he stood and started yelling at me and i kept crying and he was so angry and he kept telling me how stupid i was and my step sister was like "billy, stop yelling before you make her upset, you're going to make her upset" and then i was crying and screaming "dad, stop it before YOU get upset!" and he kept yelling and i kept apologizing and crying cuz i really didnt want him being left with the guilt of yelling at me and he was like "Megan, what" and my step sister was like " billy, punch her" and he thought she was joking around and he laughed and playfully did but his hand went through my face and he was just like "....what.." and he sounded so broken and upset and confused like he had just been ripped into pieces and i kept saying that i was sorry and that i couldnt even leave him the note that said in green highlighter, "I'm sorry daddy and tell mom im sorry its too late now" (because me and her dont have a relationship and she hasnt come see us in over 6years) but the devil told me he would have to cut my back again if i tried to leave it because it would of messed up the entire process? and so i was cleaning my room and i left my water bottles that my room is always trashed with for my dad to try and remember me by and it was so sad and he was so unbelieveably hurt by the entire thing and then my step mom came home and he was just sitting and crying and then i was watching her car from the sky with them both in it, and she was complaining about me and he started crying and then i woke up in tears.

I was put into rehab against my will, but it turned out to be more of a prison. in the only cell, there was this one guy who had some kind of meaning to my family, that i didn't really get. i was really afraid he would escape prison. my mother sat in a chair pretty close to this cell and kept watching him. when i told her to go home, she said she'd rather stay here than go home and be forced to see my dead grandmother's boyfriend . i was happy about that, because i wanted her to guard this man. then a woman who must have been a good friend of mine managed to escape her cell by jumping out a window and then running off. i knew i had no chance to escape, but i led the police in the wrong direction so she could. they found out what i had done and i apologized, but then i ran across the yard outside because i was so happy she had made it. then suddenly a couple with two dogs joined me and the woman fell to the floor, dying. she hugged the female dog and a minute later she was dead. her husband was furios, because she hadn't said goodbye to the other dog, whom he called "her son". we separated the woman from the dog she was still holding on to and walked towards the prison again.

We heard a strange sound. Then we realized it was a bat. Lighys were all turned off, then I turn it on. I saw the switch of the light. Then first, I saw the shadow of the bat, then the bat itself. It was flying. We moved to the other room. We were in our old house and I was holding a baseball bat so I can hit the bat with baseball bat. We were scared but we conquered the feeling. My uncle showed off his tongue like a maniac when he was riding a car. I imagine a rape scene in my dream. I told my self in my dream that if he will try or attempt to rape me, I can shoot him with a gun. I saw the bed. I saw the gun. Someone asked for my salary. I think it was my ex-colleague, Teacher Kat. Then I was talking with the kids. I asked them something. I saw my cousin. We were sitting on the chair, while the kids are eating on the table.

My nightmare I was there riding a rolling chair and having lots of fun with some friends. First Vanessa and some that I couldn't recognize and then Malu, who was coming so fast down on the road. At some higher point I've seen a band that I love playing and I screamed "HOLLY SHIT", the singer started looking up for me, actually for the person who screamed. I started riding fast so I could be there sooner. When I arrived there were a beach and some kind of pool river, the water was really dark and you couldn't see anything under it. I put on my bikini and I had to go check if it was good, so in the middle of my way for a mirror I lost my bikinis top, and I had to check without it in front of a lot of boys, between their bedrooms. Because I couldn't find my top I looked for one there and took one to my bedroom, where I found mine. Finely on the beach with the show, I wanted to dive in those waters. And I asked Laura if she knew that the water was salty or not. She didn't answered me and just looker into my eyes. I didn't have the courage to dive, and I decided to watch the show. By the morning my sister said she was taking me to touch a crocodile later, but I couldn't see anything, this kind of scared me but I accept. In the meantime I went to the poolriver, that today was clean. The water was blue and there were a crocodile, some fish and some plants. At first I wasn't afraid of the crocodile, cause I thought the wasn't hungry. At the same time he started eating some fish, then I've got scared. I stand up on he divisor of the waters, which divided the ocean water and the river pool water. The crocodile came after me and I grab the wall, but he jumped and he went close to eat me, but the couldn't. I need to scream but I wasn't strong for this. When I screamed I called my sister and woke up.

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