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I was walking through a burial ground dressed in a black skirt suit. Very professional looking and carrying a brown leather brief case in one hand. The briefcase contained a loaded hand gun). No one knew what was inside the case except me. On the opposite side to where I was walking were a group of professional looking people dressed in black also. They were people of high office in the land and they were all walking and discussing important issues. We were all heading in a southern direction. I was on one street and they were on a parallel street running between the burial sites. I was walking very quickly as if on a mission. As I proceeded on, suddenly I came across an opening on the street and so I had to walk around it to contin ue on my journey.

I was following a girl with shiny brown hair just about passed her shoulders. She was wearing a black jacket and t tan high heels. She was talking t entire time to me the entire time we were walking but yet never turned to meet me eye to eye. I remember seeing a crowd gather around glass doors cheering and laughing. I asked the woman what was going on. She did not reply. Instead she moved towards the crowd amd laid down looking in. I did the same. I saw a boys face. Specificly his eyes looking at me while he was repeatidly beat by a bigger boy. We left and she continued talking to me. The dream ended with us getting into a vehicle. I feel like i personally know this girl but i cannot identify who it was.

I dug my nails into my right arm, the words "Good Ending" would show up on it in black, and after I did that, my left arm would turn black and it would say "Bad Ending" in white. Well, I showed all my friends and they did it and all. Well, cuts started showing on the Bad Ending side, but I never caused them. They bled constantly, and always hurt. I stopped doing the thing, but every time I'd look at it, there'd be more. I read something on it and it said if I didn't stop, my head would get cut in half. Then later on, the cuts still didn't go away, and my dad was in it then. He looked at me, then my arm, then said, "Hm. Even redheads are pretty." In an insulting way. So I said, "Thanks." Cruelly. He stared at me and held a knife up to me.

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