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I have had 2 reacurring dreams: 1.) I have been having this dream for about 6 years. I am being chased and I end up being held hostage in a mall or abandend building. im captured and held hostage. Its me and 10 others. I get the chance to escape while im running towards the door. I feel a since of guilt and I go back to get the others. I end up getting caught on my way and I am surrounded by people with guns and I WAKE UP. 2.)I have a dream where I meet a celebrity and I hang out with them all day and we have the best time ever. At the end of the night when I get ready to say goodbye they turn into someone else. For example I had a dream I was on a date with little bow wow and we were being chased by the police he pulls over in a parking lot we get out to run and he turns into like 20 little lepercons. I also had a dream I was on a date with Chris Brown and I was standing by the drivers side door and leaned through the window to give him a kiss and it was KENNY ROGERS. Right when I find out they are someone else I WAKE UP!

I was trapped with a psychopath and some other people. He was friendly toward me but killing other people. Then he was going to force me to eat human flesh. I was holding a large gun. I saw a chance to escape and ran out a door into the street. Gangsters in cars were shooting at me as I ran. I did not shoot back. When one gangster got out of his car and started shooting at me, I shot back and killed him. I ran into the street and was nearly killed by traffic. I ran home and waited until the police showed up. When they took me into custody I felt safer. We were taking public transit and people made fun of the police.

I was at a school, and I didn’t want to go to class, because I had feelings of fear, and I was scared of something. So I started looking for any escape possible out of the building. On the way to the door I saw a janitor, and my therapist. He tried to approach me but I ran. He chased me up a stairway and I dropped to the floor and curled in a ball, and would not talk to him. He kept asking me what I was doing and what was wrong, but I wouldn’t answer him. I was wearing a blue long sleeve sweater, and blue jeans. I was crying, and shaking.

I was in prison for some reason but didn't think I deserved to be there. Outside the prison grounds were a lot like a school yard. There were two soccer fields, one small one normal sized with a track around it. They were on the left side of a clearing and above the small field was a jungle gym. I was put into the section for dangerous people because of a failed escape attempt (I think). The others and I made a plan to escape. The guards had this spray stuff that knocked you out if you breathed it in. Somehow I got a hold of some and used it to help get away. We took over a large orange and other coloured van and got away but only after I inhaled some of that spray. I was unconscious for two days according to the man I asked but everything had changed so much that it felt more like two years. In that time my friend found a new friend which made me feel lonely. For some reason, my brother, father and I were checking in on the cottage. Up in the loft we somehow transported to the edge of a city on a coast. Alone in the city, I was trying to use a pay phone. There was a long line and I pretended to know someone so I could cut in. The line seemed to disappear and I struggled to count out ten pennies which at first had stars instead of leaves on them. The guards showed up (about twelve) and an epic, manga or cartoon like battle occurred. I even thought that I was probably dreaming or imagining the battle because of how ridiculous it was so I decided to stop it. I was captured in the end and hooked up to a lie detector where I was uncooperative. A lady wearing a suit interrupted the interrogation for some reason. My perspective changed to a fly on the wall style. The same lady went to the dangerous people section and shot the guards with a pulse gun then shot the cell bars. She said for the men to come with her and with knowing grins they jumped right through the bars. The other men also attempted to do this but just hurt their shoulders. I somehow knew that this was part of a growing conspiracy. Strangely, at one point I was trying to jump on a moving train in my front entrance way. I knew there was actually no train so I pretended to jump on it and moved into the living room to take my seat in the box car.

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