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I saw this little boy...or little girl...I'm not sure which. And they were in a bath and they dunked their head under the water and came back up and their arm had turned into a second baby. Left arm. And the kid tried to drown the baby that their arm turned into, reaching over with their other arm to push it under the water, and it bit the kid. The next thing I see is the kid playing in what looked like some sort of really old graveyard. Just walking in circles with a little toy before weird chantings started coming from it. And I saw these glowy people come from nowhere, looked like old soldiers, and I remember thinking "hey...the good guys are here" and they circled the child and the child said something like "demons, come into me" and they repeated the command and finished by saying "we are demon" as in singular And this child said justice, come to me and the walls and everything turned bloody, and said winter come into me and the life was sucked out of everything. Now, throughout this entire dream, I felt a type of malicious evil that I have never experienced in my life. I've had nightmares before, but I've always been relieved when I awoke from them. Not this one. The evil I felt inside that dream will never leave my mind.

I stood in front of my inlaws. Began digging and looking in my purse that was hanging on my shoulder. I then was walking outside, at night. I began to cross the street, in the middle of the crosswalk a little boy stood there and asked me if I wanted any pictures. I said no and began to look and dig in my purse again. Then I looked up in the night sky and saw the moon, instead of the surface of the moon it looked like an ancient paper map of the world, grid lines in all, with two thin red lines through the middle, I started to look back to my purse, but did a quick double take at what I saw. I then realized it wasn't a dream, but I was in a vision. When I looked at the moon again the second time it was bigger and I then physically began to be taken up. I then woke up.

A little boy was always scared about his family dieing. His skin was pale white and he had dirty brown hair, he was really skinny, almost to the point where you could see his rib cage. He had different colored eyes for each family member, mom was red, dad was blue, sister was green and brother was yellow. When a family member died, his eyes went completely black. One cloudy and dark evening his eyes went completely black and he started getting really upset and scared. So he started self harming. He carved "enormous" on both of his cheeks, peeling the skin around those words, and wiped them really fast and hard with a rag. He had stitches everywhere. He cut off his left foot and attached a thin white rope from it to his neck. Out of no where one of my good friends, Rose, walked him, holding his hand, to a high white and gray pole, it had a little hole on the top of it where maybe a chain or something else could be hooked or tied to it. Rose and the little boy were both smiling and giggling while walking to that pole, once they got there, she help him tie his thin white rope to the hole at the top of the pole, and then he was hanged, with his left foot dangling. He died, smiling happily, and with Rose on the side just watching him with kind of a happy but sad little smile.

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