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I dreamed that my dad came home with blood all over the top of his head and he walked in with a stranger. The stranger commented that my dad was missing his shirt, undershirt and shorts. I saw my dad wearing a dress shirt and his pants and could not see whether he was wearing the other clothes. In an instant the dress shirt disappeared and there was blood on his chest. The stranger said that my dad had been hit with a steel pipe and that he had been robbed. I noticed that my dad's diamond ring was missing, his gold cross and gold watch were also missing but he was wearing several women's rings. One ring had red corral and the other ring was oval with turquoise. The stranger made me feel uncomfortable and I questioned him about how he knew that my dad had been robbed. I asked him to leave and he did not move. I went downstairs and got the shotgun and noticed through the glass french doors that there were others outside waiting. I went upstairs and pointed the gun at the man and managed to get him out the door. The dog started barkly loudly at my ear and I woke up.

I was in a garden and I saw a monarch butterfly on a flower and I was going to take a picture of it on my cell phone. Its wings began to unravel and I realized they were wet, like he was coming out a cocoon. He began to try to fly a little bit and kept landing on me. Two children came up with their dad and the little girl kept wanting to hold the butterfly, but it wouldn't go to her. I would walk on my skin, but when she would put her hand up to it, it wouldn't go to her. So, she grabbed the butterfly in her fist and crushed it. I kept telling her to be careful and then I sat and cried. While sitting there crying I woke up in a house. I was sleeping on the couch and I went to the front door and was sitting watching things going on. I had hung a dress on the front door and I went inside to get something. When I came back two Hispanic gang members were touching the dress. It had fallen and they were picking it up. The had tattoos on their hands and their nails were long and unkempt. They pushed their way into the house and the one went into the backyard where other gang members were coming up to talk to him. The one that stayed in the house wouldn't answer any of my questions. I felt very unsafe with them and decided I needed to go to my bedroom to get my gun. In the meantime, the second gang member had said he was going to the restroom. So, when I went to my bedroom to get my gun it was clear he had been in there and things were trashed and my gun was gone. I became very scared and then I woke up again, on the same couch. I knew I had been dreaming the second time and I was looking around for the two gang members to make sure it was a dream. I hear noise in the backyard and went out there. There was a huge party going on with more gang members. I had two friends with me and I told them we had to go get the gun because I knew we weren't safe. I went into my bedroom and it had again been trashed, but they missed the gun. Then someone came in and a gun fight broke out. I killed 5 members and knew I couldn't take on everyone so we fled out the window and arrived at my school where I woke up.

I am in a really large house with glass windows and beautiful paintings. The kitchen had a chef and there were two islands where one of my friends Matthew was sitting. I went up to talk to him and my mom came just after, he asked her whether or not he could have a drink and she said yes and I said no jokingly. She yelled at me and told me that I was being disrespectful. Matthew and I then sitting on two white chairs with our laptops. He goes to the washroom and an indian boy around my age comes upstairs and puts a knife to the back of neck and tells me to get up. He says “this is for the best” and lights a match and puts it on the ground. He forces me to walk down the stairs into the basement, ties me to a chair and turns of all the lights. I say “hello” over and over again but no one replies. Eventually I try to get up but he puts what I think is a needle up against my neck. I begin crying. I then hear a boy screaming loudly (who I assume to be Matthew) and hear the roaring of a fire. I scream loudly trying to allow someone to hear me in which time the young indian boy sticks me with the needle.

I am going to meet my boyfriend at a restarant and he is having dinner with his son then i go to the bar and his sister and mother are there he comes in and i don\'t go sit by him i play on my ipad i go over and sit by him he tells me its about time i yell at his sister because she is complaining about something not working and i fix it then boyfriend and i take a walk and we see a aligator in the water then a monkey falls in the water and starts swimming around i think the monkey is going to get eaten and then he plays fetch with it then my boyfriend plays fetch with the aligator we go back to the bar and a fauset is broken and i think i have to fix it then i woke up

I am going to meet my boyfriend at a restarant and he is having dinner with his son. Then i go to the bar and his sister and mother are there. He comes in and I don't go sit by him i play on my iPad. I go over and sit by him he tells me its about time. I yell at his sister because she is complaining about something not working and I fix it. then boyfriend and I take a walk and we see a aligator in the water, then a monkey falls in the water and starts swimming around. I think the monkey is going to get eaten and then he plays fetch with it. then my boyfriend plays fetch with the aligator. we go back to the bar and a fauset is broken and I think I have to fix it....then I woke up.

I was at a party at my friends childhood house and there was a group of people that I could sense a bad vibe from. During the party a boy started shooting everyone but I disn't move from the sofa. I remained there and pretended to be dead - although there were lots of shots I was never hit. Then as I turned aroundthe boy was behind me with the gun. He then put the gun to me chest and I closed my eyes knowing what was about to happen. When I opened my eyes the room was empty and I have a large bandage around my chest and was in a lot of pain. There was no blood but the pain was vivid. I then walked into a room where my mum and dad were to tell them and they said I hadn't been shot and it was just a bruise but the police were coming.

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