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I'm being beaten and yelled at inside an elementary school by classmates that are now elementary school age and my old teachers. They tell me I'm worthless and stupid. Eventually I scream for help and then the floor rips apart to create a huge crevice. They all fall into the crevice and it closes up on them. I get up and turn around when I notice a young boy in the room. He has black hair and black clothes. His eyes are red. I ask him who he is and he tells me he's the devil. The crevice starts to open again. The boy takes my hand and leads me out of the school. Once we are outside its bright and warm. He starts leading me down the road that goes straight to my towns play ground. The school starts on fire and I hear screaming. I turn to look and I see a man. He's wearing a robe and has long brown hair. He doesn't say anything. Just follows us. Once we reach the park, the boy tells me everything will be okay. The man just stands far off but still in sight.

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.

It was at my high school where I'm going there now. the library was where I ended up in the dream. looking at a monitor see the reflection of my ex. she comes creeping by me and sits down. but as soon as she sits, I assume to remember this girl is not real. so stand up and leave to the exit of the library.. this was a few minutes after I left the library pass on to the important to my dreams. she had this look if I didn't belong there, someone that was informed too much.. I looked at her face and I had this feeling she was wondering why I was leaving for.. but she followed after I left the library. but I was already gone walking about the cafeteria, when about some table to sit down, she comes again. everything is going on. she looking her boyfriend do a trick on his skateboard and she looks so amazed she opens her. but quickly as she's doing that. .her head tilting to tell me something . And soo something's i never i havent heard in years. " i havent forgotten you too. .

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