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I had a dream that I covered up my ex- boyfriend 's murder .he is still my boyfriend technically because were trying to work it out just wanted to clear that up. In my dream the murder happened to my house the person who murdered him was Naila. A girl that I hate and don't trust. She and my boyfriend were having an argument and somehow she ended up murdering him. She asked me to cover up the murder and I agree.. So then after I started covering it up I started feeling really really terrible.. had a Calculator he was holding and divided it by a certain number and I got number 17.. Instantly when I saw that number I broke down and cried thinking how Megan toes parents knowing that I just killed the man that I love after I murdered him off after my friend murdered him that's when I realized

I had a weird dream last night. I was at Nana's house at night and you were asleep in the back bedroom. I was puttering about for some reason and happened to look out the window to see a bunch of strange looking people in black clothes of varying styles and types walking slowly towards the house. It was creepy. Like zombies or cult members. I went back to the bedroom and closed the door quietly so I didn't wake you up. Then, Kelly busts in! It's really odd, because she has your haircut and I try to say something stupid like "hey! twinsies!". She just pushes aside and mumbles something about wanting to talk to you. I leave and the creepy goth cultists are in the house and doing random domestic things like folding laundry and dusting and shit. I go into the bathroom and ask a particularly ugly lady (it looked like she got hit flat on the face with a frying pan) in a sparkly black top with see-though frilly neck whatevers what they are doing. She replies "Helping you, of course". The skinny guy behind her turns on a big pink hair drier and I wake up, confused and thirsty.

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