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I am at a summer campground with a small group of girls that are my friends from school. It is daytime and we all share a cabin. We are watching the news on an old television set, and as the girls are distracted I see a long black car pull up from infront of the cabin. I instantly know the man inside the car is trying to kidnap us, and I try warning the friends. When they see the car, they think it is smart to escape the cabin going through the front door where the car is parked. When I insist to exit from the back, they won't listen. I see the man come and grab the girls and shove them into the car. As hurriedly as I can, I run through the back and pass the other cabin where all the boys share. The car chases me as we follow down the cabins. There is huge amount of space from the girl's and boy's cabins to the parent's cabin, so as I run the long way to get to my mother at her cabin the car catches up. I finally reach the parent's cabin, panting, and my mom and my friend's mom are chatting at the driveway. I explain to my mother what has happened in a rush, and she ignores me at first. After multiple attempts she continues ignoring me, and finally when she answers she tells me, "Nothing is going on. It will be fine, it will be fine. Now stop bothering me and go back to your cabin." I start to panic and cry, and voices in my head keep repeating "It will be fine." I run as fast as I can back to the cabin while the car follows me. When I reach back to the cabin with the car chasing me, I enter the back door. All the girls are sitting on the green couch, watching the news. They seem confused. I look through the window at the front and the car is gone.

I am at a summer campground with a small group of girls that are my friends from school. It is daytime and we all share a cabin. We are watching the news on an old television set, and as the girls are distracted I see a long black car pull up from infront of the log cabin. I instantly know the man inside the car is trying to kidnap us, and I try warning the friends. When they see the car, they think it is smart to escape the cabin going through the front door where the car is parked. When I insist to exit from the back, they won't listen. I see the man come and grab the girls and shove them into the car. As hurriedly as I can, I run through the back and pass the other cabin where all the boys share. The car chases me as we follow down the cabins. There is huge amount of space from the girl's and boy's cabins to the parent's cabin, so as I run the long way to get to my mother at her cabin the car catches up. I finally reach the parent's house, panting, and my mom and my friend's mom are chatting at the driveway. I explain to my mother what has happened in a rush, and she ignores me at first. After multiple attempts she continues ignoring me, and finally when she answers she tells me, "Nothing is going on. It will be fine, it will be fine. Now stop bothering me and go back to your cabin." I start to panic and cry, and voices in my head keep repeating "It will be fine." I run as fast as I can back to the cabin while the car follows me. When I reach back to the cabin with the car chasing me, I enter the back door. All the girls are sitting on the green couch, watching the news. They seem confused. I look through the window at the front and the car is gone.

I'm in the bedroom of my old house. its my first bedroom i can remember. the ceiling is slanted. the walls are painted a grey blue. there is a window in the middle of the wall across from my bed. i can see the crescent moon through the glass. it is dark outside but the moonlight lights up part of my room making the shadows of the trees outside dance across the far wall. through the thin white lace curtains the wind is blowing. i feel alone but peaceful. i can't see anyone. i have a feeling my mother is close by perhaps sleeping but i do not turn around to look. i'm standing before the window not a small child but a grown adult. it's quiet and i can see the haze around the edges of the moon.

Im in a large mountain house in a forest. its like a cabin and there are a lot of adults having a party on the first floor. They are all standing around in the kitchen and i'm standing in an empty living room close to the front door. When the front door is open it blocks the way of the stairs that are wooden and wind up to the second floor. i go up the stairs but instead of taking me to the second floor i'm suddenly in a large triangular shaped attic. the ceiling is dark but i can see there are boards missing from the floor. large gaps look down over the party of adults in the kitchen but it is similar to a one-way mirror in that they can't hear or see me but i can witness everything they are doing. i know that i have to walk across the middle floorboard to get to the two large doors opening outward. so i cross the skinny piece of wood and grab hold of the golden handles of the doors and push them open. outside the sky is black and there are glittering stars splattered across the sky. as i stand and look at the tops of pine trees framing the sky snow begins to fall. the snow is thick and cold and wet. it dissolves almost instantly on my skin. i can feel the icy cold but its a nice sensation and not painful.

I was in a place where two of my close friends were also available. They both fell from the third floor, the first one (a girl), then the second one shortly after (a guy). Then I noticed was in the building my apartment is in (3rd floor) but the other side of the floor. All were saying that the girl died, and as far as I remember, the guy didn’t. And I remember seeing his face in the dream, but not the girl’s face, though I knew it was her. I also remember feeling her blood flow through the vein in her neck. Tried to tell the people around that she’s still alive, but no body answered, as if they didn’t hear what I was saying. Then they took her, and I tried my best to get to her body to reassure and tell others that she’s still alive. Tried to get to her home, in case they took her there, which happens to be not so far from mine. I don’t remember reaching there, but I remember entering a room where her coffin was, and two men, one on each side of the coffin. I was waiting for her to knock on the coffin to alert that she is still alive, because for some reason I believed she is, but that didn’t happen. The men opened the coffin, but there was another cover covering her. I went to remove her from the coffin, and when I held her in my hands, I noticed I was holding a baby. And went to everyone saying that she is still alive, but she was reborn, and she is now a baby. After that I remember hoping that it would be a dream.

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