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Park scene windy colors of pinks ang Green form trees and birds birds appear small but soon are big. They are flamingo type. One falls out of tree and is hurt, I walk toward it and another bites my hand and holds it. I say I want to help and it releases. Next my mom is also unconscience and needs help my mom has been dead for 3 yrs). Next. Thing I know I wake and my sis and mom are laughing and I tell them this dream. They know about it because my mom was whispering in my ear while I was sleeping.

I was about twelve, and my mother was gone, I don't know what happened to her, but my dad was there. We were in Georgia living with my dad's mother and my aunt. My dad and I had to go to Connecticut for me to get a IQ test that was only offered in Connecticut and I needed transcripts for my new school. We got to Connecticut and we were driving a UPS truck around. When we arrived at the testing location, my dad wasn't allowed inside of the building, so I went in and wandered around lost for a while until a man pointed me in the direction I needed to be going. When I was finished, I quickly sped out of the building and to my dad in the UPS truck. I hopped in the back where the packages go, and a cop came up and grabbed my dad. I saw him flail under their restraints, and they cuffed him and took him away. I was suddenly back in Georgia in a wood panel house quivering beneath my aunt and grandmother. I explained to them what had happened and they didn't want to believe me, so they hit me. I heard from the other something calling my name in an eerie way. “Brittany...” “Brittany...” I went into the room to see a bunch of internal organs: kidneys, livers, lungs, and many many others. They were floating in the air, and talking to me. A gallbladder and kidney shut and locked the door, and then they started speaking to me. “Your father created us.” “He said he was going to set us free.” “He said he was going to make us real.” I was quivering and crying, and I didn't know what to do. “We're keeping you until we get free.” I knew I had to think fast, but I didn't know what power these things could really have. I started talking on my feet, “Give me a week. My father is gone, but if you give me one week, I'll get you out of here. I'll get you out, and you can do whatever you want.” The contemplated sounding maniacal and dangerous. The door opened, and I left, making sure to shut it, so the organs wouldn't get out. I locked the doors, and I was crawling through the walls. I connected a line to the room that filled it with water to drown the organs. Then I filled it with poisonous gasses, and I was sure they were dead.

My girlfriend and I were walking out of a store and we ran into my girlfriend s ex husbands girlfriend , and she came up to us and said I really need to talk to you guys about something serious, but need to talk in private, so we walk through all the different departments of the store, looking for somewhere private, but there seemed to be someone around every corner, we finally found a place, I think a majority of the dream was walking around the store and us anticipating what the heck she wanted to talk to us about, and we stop walking and she says, bob and have been talking about this and we really want to hook up with you two and have a foursome, and I was going to respond and my firlfriend beat me to and said no chance in hell, we would never do that! And then her ex's girlfriend says to my girlfriend , well you didn't have a problem doing a threesome with us last week and the week before and my girlfriend had this mortified look on her face and I turned around and bolted and then I woke up, distraught

I have killed someone for my partner who is in jail. The authorities know I have done it but have not attempted to catch me. I hang around the prison where the murder took place as I have left my sons favourite toy dog there and need to get it back before he goes to bed. Im at the prison cafe and Jane Lynch requests I take her to the cafe down the road for the better food choices. She offers me $6. I skeak the toy from under the display cabinet at the cafe and sneak out, knowing that they knew I took it.

I dreamed that my dead mother was alive. We were in our family home and my mother and I were arguing. My mother had a seven year old little girl in her arms. She had blond hair. My mother was complaining that her back was sore and she tried to hand the child to me. I got up off of the sofa and I told her that she was a bad mother. She had not been a good mother to me when I was growing up and that she wasn't fooling anyone with her saintly mothering act. I started to walk away and I felt my mother behind my back, my mother was looking for something to hit me with. I turned around and started yelling at my mother. She went to hit me and I grabed her by the neck and started to choke her. I was yelling at her and she said something to me. She took her hands off of my hands and I let her go. We were standing at the top of the stairs and she fell backwards. I turned away and ran up the stairs to the top floor. I ran into my mother's old bedroom. There was no furniture in the room and the room was much larger in my dreams than it actually is. I called someone that I do not like and was crying and telling her that I did something bad and that I needed to see a lawyer. I woke up.

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