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We were destined for each other. We knew each other as kids and something happened and we didn't see each other till we were 16. He was hot. He was angry at me and everyone in our families. He was in this group where they did bad things but it wasn't a gang. Well, the group members took me without him knowing and tortured me. When they were done they sent a video of what they did to me too him and left me there tied up with a gag in my mouth. He found me and untied me and took me home. My family started yelling at me asking how I could be so stupid as to let them take me so I went upstairs. He came up to comfort me. He had me rest my head on his lap. I started to cry and said "No one cares..." He got upset and lifted my head and kissed me repeatedly then said "I care." and looked at the floor. I was shocked. I lifted his head and said "But you said you didn't when you first saw me." He replied, "I was angry. I didn't mean it." His eyes welled with tears and he kissed me again and said "I love you.". Then, I was against a wall and he was taking off my shirt. Then we were in bed, having sex. After that, I was asleep with my head on his bare chest and my aunt came to see if I was ok. He looked at her and said "She's better now." then looked at me sleeping and smiled. The next day, he left the group. Weeks later, we had hung out every minute that we could. Our families thought we were getting too close so they tried to keep us away from each other. One night we snuck out to see each other and we ended up making the decision to run away together. So we went home and packed a few cloths and took all of our money and met up back at the park. He brought his car and we left and never returned.

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I'm sitting on the stairs on my grandma's attic with an autistic kid maybe 2 or 3 years older than me. Blonde hair, green eyes, blue and white striped polo shirt, and tan shorts with a ton of large pockets. I don't know him, but I feel that he's important. A short man maybe as tall as me jogged pass us up the stairs panting, "Quick they're coming!" I know what he means, airplanes that drop dangerous bombs and fighter jets. I grab the autistic boy's hand and chase after the man, climbing another set of stairs that never really existed in reality. I look back and say, "We might need to turn around and go down." However I keep going up, ending up out of the house in a field. I had never been there before. Taking the boy's hand we run in the open and I see the jets circling. I see a set of bleachers, knowing somehow a person is going to save us and come in a plane to take us to safety. I see hundreds of innocent people climbing the bleachers. Standing there waving their arms. Looking for hope. Me, the boy, and the man are a hundred yards away from the bleachers. Then I see the bomb dive into the bleachers. Bodies are thrown everywhere. In front of me a hole opened up acting as a tunnel into a laboratory, we run in seeing all the scientists. They all in unison say, "Everything is ok." I turn around and the boy is gone. So is the man. As if they disappeared. I leave the laboratory and sit in the grass, holding my legs. Rocking back and forth, then I feel calm as if nothing happened and that everything that happened was all just a game.

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For several nights now, I've had a reoccuring dream, where my family's house is being attacked... It's nighttime, and the best way I can describe my assailants are similar to zombies, but they are moreso like angry, irrational beings, bent on destroying anything and everything they come in contact with.. But that's not the part I'd like to focus on. It seems it takes place during nighttime, and while my other family members are there with me, scared, I seem to be the only one holding the doors closed. Eventually, after several attempted breakins, someone does manage to push me back and break through, but to my surprise, it's what looks like an undead, creepy, young girl... Possibly 10-14 in age, based on appearance. Her voice appears normal, but I could feel anything but normal eminating from her. After some hazy dialogue, she threatens to kill everyone in the house. But gives me an option. She says she'll put me into a coma, and I reply with, "If that'll end all of this." As I begin to fall to the floor, it feels nothing like what I would imagine a falling into a coma would feel like. I have shortness of breath as it begins to feel like my lungs are filling up with liquid as my vision slowly begins to fade out into red and I atart slowly coming out of my dreamscape... There might not be anything to say about this, but any help would be greatly appreciated...

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I dreamt I was at a hospital visiting someone, but I don't know who it was. I went outside in the back of the hospital to get some air and sat on a bench. It was kind of a wooded area. There was an African American mad sitting on a table holding his newborn baby that his wife had just had. It was a girl. He told me to watch what he was about to do and that if I tell anyone he will kill me and he buried his newborn in a deep hole in the ground. I was so scared. I left. I went home and called 911 and told them what had happened. When they sent police to go dig up the hole, there was in fact a dead baby, however the medical examiner said the baby had been dead in that hole for 23 years. So was it a ghost who told me? Was it a sign? Either way something told me to call and have them check and they found this missing baby after 23 years.

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