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My little brother had died in my dream. He was getting ready to go off to college but somethin g happened, im not sure how he died. But my parents told me in my dream and I was crushed. I felt this huge weight descend upon me and I was overwhelmed. I thought I was on the couch but when I looked up, I was standing by the huge window in our living room. I watched as our van drove away like it had when my 1 year old foster brother went back to his father. I couldn't breathe because I was so sad and angry this was happening....again. An old, beat up green truck (a truck my brother would have loved) was backing into our drive way. I heard my sister say, "someone's here" and when I looked into the reflection in the glass I saw my friend that passed away a year ago.I said quietly "Derek? Why are you here? What does this mean?" I remember being so sad, words just fail to describe it. But Derek lowered his head and shook it as he put a hand on my shoulder. My parents looked at me with their tear filled eyes like I was crazy. I went to the door, it felt like it took forever, but as I did all my memories of my brother flooded me. I finally reach the door and it's a little boy with his back turned to me. I place my hand on his shoulder to turn him toward as me. As I turn h i m, he morphhs into my 6 foot tall brother: he was crying and smiling, brushing this all off like would in a joke. "Please, please dont leave! I love you. Please don't go." He hands me a dish with food, smiles, hugs me and leaves for the truck. Derek comes out and again places his hand on my shoulder. "It's going to be ok." He whispers in my ear. Derek hugs me and then gets in the truck with my brother. I'm left on the porch, darkness descends upon me and I cry. Because I dont want to be ok, I want them all back. My brothers....When I went back inside, my parents ashed me to write his obituary but I could with that face starring back at me because once I write it, he's really gone. My brother really would be gone. And that's when I woke up crying because it felt too real to be a dream.

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Voilà Monsieur pourquoi votre fille est malade... (à ce niveau elle n'est même plus très vivante)...Au départ journal contestataire... Quasi anarchiste. Des intellectuels de gauche . Puis virage commercial pour survivre... des initiatives socio culturelles comme les célèbres petites annonces de Libé .. Des articles culturels, et de moins en moins scientifiques. Comme Alain Duhamel, de moins en moins percutant. De moins en moins de scoops. dernièrement laisse Le Monde se farcir la corvée du scoop des attaques chimiques en Syrie. la Syrie, la grande absente des colonnes de Libé. Incapable de lire l'Histoire en train de se détruire au proche Orient. Par désintérêt? Libé devenu un Cloud, un terminal des téléscripteurs et dépêches des reporters de terrain. Mais surtout pas à l'initiative journalistique. De la Pub mensonge "Libé vous étonne"... Un journal de confort, il ne faut pas déranger les Fran?ais. On ouvre les commentaires et les basses oeuvres défilent. Merci tout de même de ne pas limiter le nombre de mots des commentaires, Le Monde oblige à être concis et donc censure... Merci à M.Alain Duhamel, même si sa prose et son discours ne sont plus percutants et se fait même moucher trop facilement par les UMP, mais il a réussi à nous éviter les commentaires les plus vulgaires, parmi ces commentaires, ce qui finalement est le plus important. Notre temps est celui du vulgaire, du facile, du clinquant, du cri-insulte, du fric trop vite gagné, de l'indifférence à la douleur d'autrui, il parait même que quand la douleur est trop grande, le cri ne sort plus... Silence.

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Last night my dreams are too strange. I was on somewhere house then I go to future where there are all devices all people living on devices even building are all have their big screen TV to advertise. then I come back to where I am, some one reporting about 2014 new year coming, like a countdown timer starts at 1 minute but when timer goes down to zero it's refreshes to 1 minute again the reporter was wrong it's only 11 : 59 p.m. then when it goes to zero again there's a rapture black out of every devices and the people besides me are gone the only person left is my childhood cousin we knew that Jesus was coming and on our blood line we are the only left, and I the whole world was about half of them gone all people want to have their own security for the coming something like darkness, riot, abomination or judgement and I pray but I think Jesus didn't hear me, but I am curious why am I left on my family blood line I have strong trust to Jesus what is happening I thought John 3:16 was true that who ever believe so I feel like condemned. there we are on the some place we hide on small house just a one room and we see different wild animals they look scary and frightening but we knew that those are new animals. I say we have to solve this so we came and one of new animals or beast dash forward to us but those new animals was too kind on me even the new big snakes but the old animals like pigs are not but they were kind on my cousin. we are actually like opposite when she want too touch the new animal, they're face was too angry, also when I want to touch the old once they we're about to bite me. then the mission was gone I was on a big door like a place and we (my cousin) heard people rejoicing and when we reach there is my cousins and parents , sister , brother church mate they congratulate me that I over come the situation but I cried with out tears and cried. until I am awake crying. but no tears.

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This guy. He took me to his house. I had no idea what was gonna happen. All i could feel is fear and all i can think about was escaping. Anyways. I ran from him in his house. I Locked my self in this room. He knocked the door down. This man. He was very large. Over weight. bald and wore glasses. He only had boxers on..he...he..made me..touch him..he was..gonna touch me..till these people walked in. They were yelling. I got up and ran..i was running for what seems like forever..i could hear him coming close to me..then i woke up.

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