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I was holding a baby showing the child off to people who were around me in what looked like a living room. Cradling the child in my arms I excused myself from the main room and walked through a hallway towards a bedroom. Josh was in the room with a few guys and they were playing video games and talking, just hanging out. I said something but I am unsure of what I said precisely. Josh looked at me, glanced at the child and replied with a nod. I left the room and then the scene switched. The child was a female, approximately seven years old, and she was running around at her birthday party. I was sad but I wasn’t given a clue as to the reason why I was sad. I just sat there on a bench outside staring down at the grass and only looking up to smile when the child would ask for me to look. I never was able to clearly look at her face. The scene switched. I was in a house, another party. I was holding a tray of mini sandwiches and talking to all the people who were there. Everyone seemed happy. Then I saw her. Same height as me, long red hair with streaks of black that she no doubt added herself, small petite frame with a round face, pale skin, freckles. She resembled both me and Josh. She was beautiful and she was mine. I put my arms around her and kissed her cheek. She said to me, “Mom, it’s ok, I love you!” I pulled away and looked at her. So gorgeous. Then it hit me. Josh was not here nor had he been for a long time. He was gone. It was never made clear why he wasn’t present anymore.

1st at beauty salon gettin perm by my mom. a little piece hair hanging out. maria barber was there my mom asked she doing it right. maria tried combing it. she said your hair really thick. then some lady with afro stopped by and was talking about some food or wings tasting so good at some place. She mentioned fish tacos. Then owner of salon came out of back while girl was talking she was in corner smiling. then mfry showed up with white shorts and shirt looking like a tourist. the another random guy was around and said isn't that the guy who ran the the race in the fastest time. he had binoculars on something on his knees like some reflective. then some other guy and i was riding together and we slowed down at a street like he was looking for something or someone

I drove to a hospital and parked my car. I ran inside. I was wearing hospital scrubs with my hair half back. In the basement I walked up a ramp. Ryan was waiting for me. He told me I looked beautiful. He shirt was a dark blue Georgetown hospital scrub. He was just about to leave. As soon as I saw him I emotionally hugged him. I told him I missed him. He asked me for my computer to show me something funny and sat down. I was standing up and pulled it away from him to clear the history but said I had to send an email.

Four o'clock comes. Leaving me in dry sweats accompanied by uneasy breathing. I find myself searching the room as if this man were still in my presence. The strong, yet easy echo of his words still ringing in my ears. Disoriented I lay there unwilling to move, welcoming the cool breeze of the fan as it caresses my face. "Come with me, I'll show you the way" I couldn’t see his face, but there was a hint of a smile to his voice. His hand extended towards mine. As I lay sprawled on the floor with no clear memory of how I had gotten there. I was beaten, and I was afraid. Cautiously I looked for him, but still only found his hands - "But, I cant see you." I stated. "You don’t need to, just trust me." He replied. Our hands meet with some confusion, but he draws me towards him with impressive strength. This is where i wake up. My blood rushing from adrenaline, it was comfortable, and dangerous in one. For when gentle sins meet one another, worlds collide. when he starts speaking is where my dream starts, the part I remember anyway. And the last sentence I swear that I heard his same melodic voice whiper it to me after I had already woken. Also, it might help you know that I lucid dream, most of the time unwilling,

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