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I dreamed that my dad came home with blood all over the top of his head and he walked in with a stranger. The stranger commented that my dad was missing his shirt, undershirt and shorts. I saw my dad wearing a dress shirt and his pants and could not see whether he was wearing the other clothes. In an instant the dress shirt disappeared and there was blood on his chest. The stranger said that my dad had been hit with a steel pipe and that he had been robbed. I noticed that my dad's diamond ring was missing, his gold cross and gold watch were also missing but he was wearing several women's rings. One ring had red corral and the other ring was oval with turquoise. The stranger made me feel uncomfortable and I questioned him about how he knew that my dad had been robbed. I asked him to leave and he did not move. I went downstairs and got the shotgun and noticed through the glass french doors that there were others outside waiting. I went upstairs and pointed the gun at the man and managed to get him out the door. The dog started barkly loudly at my ear and I woke up.

Me and this guy i like were at a party. Im sitting in his lap while he sit in a lazy boy chair. We're talking and laughing and then we are french kissing. but no one is paying us any mind. He then says he has to go to the bathroom. So i get up and let him go he says he will be back and kisses me again before he leaves. I get up to stretch and someone takes our sit. So i move to the longer couch. I hear a loud crashing sound in the hallway and then i see him getting into his car. I jump up and run down flights and flights of stairs, crying, trying to get to him. Checking the window as i run down to make sure he is there. Soon as i get outside he drives off. I run down another street to see if i can catch him at the end but i dont. i guess he took a different way. i stand there crying, i can hardly breath. Still looking at the street hoping he will come but he doesnt.

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