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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.

I had a dream about my field hockey team and myself playing in this big playoff game that if we win would send us into the championship game for sectionals. My dream picked up with the team in overtime and it was still scoreless with only two minutes left to play. My team did not have control of the ball and it looked as if the other team was going to score, they were putting pressure on the defense and a frenzy was starting around the goal. I came back from playing forward to help out the defense and the ball was finally cleared away from the net just when the buzzer sounded. Everyone stood around in shock wondering what will happen next since there was no score and this was a playoff game. Is there another overtime play or a shootout? The referees met in the middle of the field and called the captains over from both teams to discuss what would happen next. Our captains came running back to the bench to tell the coach and the team that we were going into a shootout. Each team had to select 5 players. I was selected by my coach to be the fifth and last shooter. Each team had to remain on the sidelines while the shooters met with the refs on the field and reviewed the rules of the shootout. All the fans were standing on the sidelines holding their breaths as the first shooter went from the other team. Our goalie made a fantastic stop and now we alternated and our first shooter goes and misses. This keeps going with no one scoring from each team. Finally the fifth shooter from the other team is up and she is their number one player who has a powerful slapshot. She dribbles up and tries to do a fake move on our goalie but she choked and out goalie made a fantastic stop! Now it was my turn as I try to jump up and down to shake the nerves away. I have 10 seconds to score and the ref signals me to begin. There was not a sound around except for the beating of my heart which was so loud I thought everyone could hear it. I started towards the goalie dribbling the ball. I deked to the right and moved to the left. The goalie dove to the ground anticipating my shot to block it but instead as she dropped down I flicked it up over her and the ball soared into the net…..GOAL!! All of a sudden the refs signaled the game was over, we were the winners and the whole team came running from the sidelines screaming and jumping on me like a dog pile. Next thing I see in my dream is myself standing on the field brushing myself off and looking around, not seeing the fans or parents, but seeing college coaches standing around with clip boards taking down a lot of notes and some even talking to my coach. My coach looked over at me and smiled then continued taking to a recruiter. Next thing I knew it was time to wake up and get ready for school.

I was at a place like the mall at the riverwalk in san antonio- only it wasnt there exactly. Jennifer was going to come to one of my big italian family dinners with me for her birthday later in the day. And then I went down this escalator into the water which had a very strong current. I started swimming, not like a human but more like an otter or beaver. When I surfaced, the current was still strong but there were people around me. This tall blonde guy pulled me up onto his kickboard with him. He was funny and we started talking. His name was John Wayne. I stayed in the water with him for a really long time before realizing that I had to get out and get jennifer to get to dinner so we parted ways and even though I didnt think it was right because of matt, I gave him my number. It took me 4 tries to write it out right but it finally happened. I got out of the water and was at this weird insane asylum on a hill people were outside and stuff everywhere. I knew my car was in one of the parking lots and while I was going to try to find it, I checked two that looked like it but werent it, this crazy guy came and started tearing at my clothes I curled into the fetal position and then all of the sudden the pulling and tearing stopped and I looked up and it was John Wayne and he had protected me He helped me find my car and begged me not to leave but I had to. And before I went he kissed me. And I could really feel the kiss. It wasnt like any that Ive had in real life- which threw me off-- so when I got into my car, it instead was a ship set up. A land ship And I started trying to pilot my land ship, but the pillow I had to use as the steering wheel didnt have any rotation buttons. I started careening down the highway in this ship, not able to steer. A toll booth was coming up. I missed one collision and somehow dodged through the booth with my body weight as a directive force instead of the steering mechanism I found jennifer on a hill and started to walk down the hill with her towards where family dinner was going to be, leaves were falling all around. And my heart was breaking because of the thought of john wayne and knowing what impact meeting him had on me

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.

I was going to a gas station to refill my car. Suddenly a man came and started to shoot and kill people with a couple of guns, with tremendous violence and madness. I was trying to hide in fear. The owner of the gas station tried to hit the shooter with a small container full of fuel. However, that container just bumped on the guy and arrived right next to me. The shooter,now out of control, shot the the small container which exploded violently in front of me. I didn't die, but I was burning alive, screaming in pain. The shooter saw and maybe to shut me up, shot me too. Yet, I didn't die. I woke up in a hospital alive, but completely disfigured from the fire. My face was completely burned, and so my body. My family was there and everyone was crying for me. I was crying too. Then I woke up(for real). When I was awake, I was shivering so much...

I was in my apartment, walking though and there was a stranger (girl) wandering around. She was young and blond, looked a little like a hippy. She looked like she was making herself comfortable to stay. I asked how she got into my apartment and she told me she had a key. I told her strictly to get out of my apartment and give me the key. She did and left. I am in my apartment and the door is unlocked. I go to close and lock the door. Even though I have locked it, it still opens with little effort. My boyfriend came and helped me, realised what the problem was, and fixed the door so it locked properly.

One dream that I visual remember was when I was 11.My dream had a theme on Lord of the Rings a movie that I've only seen once or twice. I was giving a task to retrieve a sword that was stolen from this blacksmith. The Blacksmith was part of an elite group of swordsmen, who I was trying to join. I was told I could do them a big favor, if I retrieved this sword. I was given a ring of invisibility to take the sword back, because it was stolen by a beast/man. He was a beast who could transform back into a man, which made him to strong to face head on. The beast’s lived in a secrete area, where no other houses were around. The ring for a brief time was making me invisible from being seen. I was wandering through it’s house to where I found the sword next to a fireplace. Over the fireplace, hung skulls and old ancient swords. The closer I got to the sword the more I was becoming visible. The second I touched the sword the beast found me and without hesitating knocked me out unconscious. I became conscious in a loony state, where I saw a cliff, and a fire where the beast stood hunched over. It looked as if he was about to eat me or something else. He noticed I was conscious and rushed towards me, he told me the sword did not belong to the swordsmen because it belonged to him originally. I did not respond I was too shocked by his physical form. After he got his message across he threw me off a cliff where I plummeted to my death.

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