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E.I was with the three kids I used to babysit and was watching over them along with the kids aunt at a house. We both went inside the house for a minute and by the time we walked out the kids had crossed one street and where crossing the second street towards another house with help from their dad. Myself and their aunt crossed the street as their dad started yelling at us telling us how irresponsible we were and how we could let them cross the street alone. I ended up yelling and cursing back at their dad and then walking back across both the streets to the first house as their aunt was yelling and threw a glass cup at a wall nearly hitting the oldest of the three kids in the head, as their father checked to make sure he was OK.

I was with the 3 kids I used to nanny for watching them along with the sister of the lady's kids I used to watch and we went inside for a minute and as soon as we walked out we saw that the kids had all 3 walked across two streets alone. And by the end of the second street their father was helping them cross to a house. By the time their aunt and I crossed the street their father was yelling at us about how irresponsible we where so I cursed at him, then their aunt got bad at him for yelling at us and through a glass almost hitting the oldest of the children in the head. At that point we both ended up walking back across the two lanes of traffic and to the other house.

I was on a small plane with a bunch of people. The ripple were mostly from tv shows and a few we're people I hadn't seem in years. We took off into the air and it was storming. The plane seemed to be made of glass and I could see that we were approaching some small islands. The islands wer very brightly lit and it looked like some sort of featival was happening. It stopped storming and it was a really clear sky at night. The plane sped up and we started flying through all the islands narrowly dodging its of machinery and whatnot. Then there was this Jamacan man in the plane next to me and he started yelling at me. "Free people!" Over and over again. Then the plane fell apart and we free fell into the water. It seemed like we free fell for forever. Everyone was happy and laughing while we were falling and the man kept yelling "free people" at me. Then I fell into the water and it was very shallow. I pushed up an when I got to the see face everyone was trying to swim to the nearest island to be apart of the party. And then I woke up. It might not have any meaning, but I woke up and I just felt like it meant something.

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