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I had a dream about my dad coming to my house and talking to me about my dogs, trying to start an argument. But in my dream he was a stranger to me. My mom came to see what was going on and stated that he was my uncle but said my dads name. Then I realized it was my dad and I began to start crying. My dad's brother and him look very much alike. So much that my uncle has used my dad's name when he has gone to jail. My father and I use to be close when I was a little girl but lost contact with him when I was about 6 due to him with drug problems and abusing my mother and myself. He gave up his rights as a father and never really tried to get them back. He never moved out of the town and would pass by my house to try and get glances of me. I was too scared to want to spend time with him but always missed him and wanted him back in my life. He died 2years ago a month before my 18th birthday. I went to visit him in the hospital, stayed by his side, and took it very hard. He died due to his diabetes. I can't get this dream out of my head. I have had dreams of me having conversations with my dad as if he is here with me in real time, but this dream was something different.

I was at my girlfriend s dorm on the top of the roof, however inside her dorm was my room. Anyway, we were in "my room" with a bunch of other people I've never seen and these two people walk up to the slider door. A door from the roof to the dorm. They were trying to break in. They broke the lock but I held onto the door so they couldn't get in. I tried reaching my cell phone and calling 911 but the lady on the phone wasn't really helping me with my situation. So I thought it would be safer if I called the non-emergency number seeming they actually care about people in danger. But every time I tried to call the number, something would prevent me from stopping the call. I initially ran downstairs with a group of men carrying bags ready to go to war, I slipped out of the path and ran to some lady's house, I've once again never seen before. She was also trying to help call the non-emergency number. But nothing worked. So I went back on top of the roof and hit the one intruder with a frying pan and I grasped the other one by the neck until blood starting pouring out and I threw her over the ledge of the building. I saw her head snap and I knew for sure she was dead. Next thing I know, I'm laying right next to her just waking up, and it almost feels like she is playing piano on my back so I turn around to look at her, and I get up screaming. It felt like she was trying to tickle me. So I stamped on her face and made her bleed more.

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