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I woke up in my friends bed in a sports bra and shorts. He was not in the bed. I woke up and was really confused. I looked underneath the lofted bed and saw my friend sitting there. I asked him what I was doing in his room and he said that I had walked upstairs in the middle of the night and threw everything around and then climbed into his bed. All of a sudden two of his friends ran into his room with a ladder and they all started talking. I then left. As soon as I walked out the door I was in a sushi restaurant but it looked like an Indian restaurant. The tables were low to the ground and you sat on the floor to eat. After a couple minutes my friend and his dad walked in and sat down across from me like we were on a date. His dad started telling me all this stuff about him like we were going to get married. Alex and I then left and were in a completely empty mall. Everything was white and it was a big open space. Far in front of us were stairs that went up and down. If you went up them you disappeared and if you went down them you disappeared. On the far right side of the room there was a white table where all my friends were sitting. It was a laser tatoo trial thing. You drew out the tatoo you wanted, they turned it into a thinly laminated paper, pressed it on your arm and then they would lazer it to your arm and it would only last a year. Then I woke up.

I dreamed that I was in my childhood home and was having a terrible argument with my mother. It got so bad that I told her I was leaving and moving into an apartment I already owned but had never moved in to. I couldn't find all the clothes I wanted to take so I could only take the clothes that I had worn on a trip I had just returned from. I tried to add clean clothes to the suitcase I had but then I could not close it. I realized my new apartment did not have a washer and dryer but my Mom's apartment did. I was extremely angry about all of this and hated my Mom. I took my dog and my things outside. It was dark and raining. I looked for my car on the street but could not find it. I tried to remember parking it but I couldn't . My car was stolen and I was in a state of panic.

When I was about 5 or 6 and my little brother was about 4 or 5, we were playing at our grandma's house. Everyday she would go to hang the clothes she had washed on the clothes line and there was this big window in her room where we could watch her do it. So we're in her room and she tells us that she is about to go outside and hang up the clothes. So we hear her go out the back door and she starts to hang up something and she suddenly stops and she just stands there. A few seconds later, she turns around, almost like a statue, it was weird, and she looks at us. Her eyes were blood red and glowing! She didn't say or do anything, just looked at us. My brother and I heard a noise coming from the next room over, it was a bang; we turn our heads to the sound for one second, we look back out the window and she's gone. A few seconds later my grandma walks out of the room and we asked her if she had gone outside and she said, "No."

I'm at my grandpa (who is deceased irl)'s house because he has passed away. I ask why he is still in the house, Everyone is saying his sister is distraught because she may have mistakenly done something that caused him to die. (she was one of his caretakers) An aunt & uncle of mine are there, commenting on how awesome my camera is then uncle gets mad because his wife says she wants to go home instead of to the "ocean" with us. I go inside where my "dead" grandpa comes out of the bathroom moaning and looking very strange. I start to scream but it's not a scream. I am literally straining to scream. I ran to tell his sister that he just came out of the bathroom. Pass back by his bedroom & look in, he is laying face down on the bed. Then I woke up.

Me and my mother were waking down a deserted street carrying my fathers head in a basket. he was dead, but still talking. we were taking him to a drain where we would put in under the bars and he would be washed away. i was crying to hard my head hurt. that's weird because i hate my father. when we reached an intersection in the road, i saw my best friend run up to me, and tell me something i couldn't understand. then she ran away and returned with the whole village behind her. they had all come to mourn my fathers death. then my mother put his head over the bar and it melted through and soon he was under the bars and i was on the other side. he was talking to me. i couldn't understand what he was saying. but he was smiling as he washed away.

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