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It was at night and my whole family was sleeping. In this dream, I had a sister, in real life I do not have a sister. During the night three men came into the house, they opened my sisters room and raped her. (I am female in real life) I felt as though i was a man in this dream. I remember, my mother telling me to run to the gray truck and get away. I drove as fast as i could, Then two of the guys chased me in their white truck with a 2 barreled riffle trying to shoot at me. It suddenly turned to a scene away from the house in a street i don't know but it was long. They were still chasing me and It was suddenly day time. I remember crashing the truck and feeling perfectly fine. I ran to my aunts house who was conviently close by, For some reason, i jumped her fence and went to the backyard, the fence was one of those picket white fences, with extremely healthy green grass and the sun was bright and everything looked calm and beautiful. I sat at my knees, and the two men stood behind me. I felt surrounded, but not in a bad way i told them something similar to " JUST DO IT ALREADY". They shot at a part of my back, I felt nothing. Then they shot at the right side of the crown of my head, everything looked fuzzy and muffled. I felt as though it was nothing. I then woke up with a shock, and a cold sensation on the spot they shot and "Killed me" in my dream. I was petrified for the rest of the timeLOL.

My mom and me where at a store and she wanted something but it was too expensive. then a man comes up to us and steals it for us prompting my mother to talk to him and they end up dating. He was a nice man and he ended up moving in with us with his daughter. But things changed when him and my mom started fighting. They would scream and yell at each other even getting into physical fights. Every time I would step in to help slapping him and hitting him. I also intervened when he would hit my brothers and his daughter. He was terrible to my mother but everytime I stood up for her she would take his side. Then one day we had a party many people were invited even my favorite band. But the man threatened to kill everyone if they didn't go and hide. He shot a bullet in the air and everyone dispersed. Once he found somone he would shoot them and impale them displaying them outside for all to see. He did this for hours. I decided to see if my favorite band had been killed so I go outside to look. There was many impaled bodies outside but none of them my favorite band. I go back inside and tell my mother that they were no where to be found. But she insisted that they were dead. I even told her that I looked both inside the house and outside but still no sign. However she still insisted that they must be dead. And then I woke up

I am in a hallway, talking to a gay room mate, i make some joke at my expense, they ask me if i want to see their "man butt" then invite me into their room as they are decorating / interior design, they hang a long fabric of netting around the bedroom light and explain that it represents the people who died in the house, also gay, killed by the KKK while in the shower, the way the fabric cascades down and the lie shine thru looks a lot like water. i think to myself: try not to anger any of the spirits that live here. he then begins tying a golden sequined ribbon around the fabric and singing "revolutionary ribbon"

I have had the same type of dream since I was young. It starts with me waking up, in a bed that's not mine but still familiar. A man, his face obstructed, sleeps next to me. He is warm, I feel safe near him. He wakes up and suddenly I remember why we must hide our love. It's always a different reason. But the danger remains. I try to convince him to leave, I tell him I'm not worth his death. He dismisses my fears. However soon, another man, this one dark and cold kills my love in front of me. He offers me a choice, love me or die. I would rather die than be with him. He always kills me in a horrible and painful fashion. My death always has different excuse; witch, traitor, whore. I wake up feeling my wounds.

I was a scientist and i experimented on my girlfriend because she said i wouldnt feel the same way about her if she had a twin. So i made a clone of her and proved her wrong. Then i was helping basketball players with their skills with some elixir in the locker rooms and i invited everyone to a game but before this happened this girl who used to go to our school Diamond she started some mess with some mexicans and they made a threat at me and my girlfriend got mad at me and ran away and i was trying to chase her but then she ran passed them mexicans and they shot her in the back of her neck i was crying and trying to wake her up and i started going off on the dude that shot her and then i woke up before i could do something about it.

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