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It always started with a vibrant color red slowly fading into the background, like a backdrop of evil setting the scene. Around the edges and into the corners of my vision were black shadows, the darkest I had ever seen. I entered from the left, terrified beyond measure, yet determined to get what I came for; my grandparents’ release from Hell, from the bondage of Satan himself. Nana and Papo, my paternal grandparents, would enter from the right, distraught, resigned, yet, a bit hopeful. I ran to them, hugging and kissing them. I can still feel the way my grandfather’s solid middle felt against my skinny, half-grown arms. And then there was Satan. His voice boomed over us like thunder. My heart seized with panic and sank like a rock within me as terror washed over me like an ocean’s wave. For just a moment, the three of us huddled together, Nana, Papo and me. Then, after what felt like an eternity of being frozen in fear but seconds of being comforted by the warmth of their bodies, of their love, my voice found me. I freed myself from the entanglement of their arms and knew I had to do this on my own. I demanded their freedom. I asked that they be able to return with me to my home. While I do not remember the words that roared from the scoffing voice overhead, I remember that my request was denied. Nana and Papo had to stay in Hell. There was no question about it. Then, they turned and exited back from whence they had come, resigned, saddened but willing. I screamed. I screamed their names. I screamed in protest. I screamed because of the injustice. They did not belong there. They knew Jesus. And yet, it had not been enough. In that moment, He had not been enough. That’s when I would awake in a panic, crying, hardly able to breathe. Yet another thing was out of my control. Yet another injustice was being committed and I could do nothing. My voice was not being heard. My stomach was churning as was my heart.

I had a dream that i heard the handle of my door and then a few seconds later close again. As i tried to open my eyes i had managed to make out a shadow that quickly disappeared before they shut again.The next minute i was trying to call out for my mum (knowing she was staying the night and in the next room). I couldn't get the words out though, almost like i was in shock and they were muffled. I also tried forcing myself to open my eyes, but it wasn't working - it was like they were so heavy that all my force was not strong enough. Eventually i was able to open them and sit up in my bed but there was nothing i could see. My heart was racing and i was even more fearful of falling back to sleep than i have been before even after watching scary movies. Once i did go back to sleep, my body jumped and woke to every little noise for the rest of the night.

Last night i dreamt that i went to get a new tattoo. i wanted it on my left ankle, and i was getting the words “you can forget the past” or something like that (i can’t remember the exact words but it was a bit weird). i went to the tattoo place with my mum and the guy said “yeah that’ll probably be around £150 or something” and we sat and waited for ages and then i got called up and the guy showed me the design and was like, “this is right, isn’t it?” and he’d written this entirely different quote that was really long, and it had smiley faces around it that were coloured fluorescent pink, green, and yellow. i was like “um, no. this is the quote, please just put this quote on my left ankle” and he said “we only do it on the right ankle” and i was like oh well fine then and sat down and he did the tattoo and when i looked at it finished he’d done my quote but added more words before and after it and put the weird smiley faces around it. and yeah i left and i was really upset and i was crying so much, and my mum was like “well do you want it removed?” and i said no but i wanted to complain and get my money back and yeah it was distressing and i was sobbing violently and was really upset about my ugly tatt.

I dreamt that i was with this ridiculously good looking man called Dan & we couldn't stop making out! We had been out & went back to his place with a group of friends & his parents were up & talking to him. He had hired a car & driver to take us all back home which was a 3 hour drive away. We were constantly making out & then he gave me a t-shirt of his & said "here, take this just in case I don't come back with you." I took the shirt & then the driver who had turned up didnt want to wait any longer cause we all took so long to come out so she left. Then we were all inside having drinks with his parents & he was talking to someone & then i called him over & he went to come over but then his mum called him over to her so he went to her. Then every time he went to come over to me she kept calling him to her & he was looking at me & mouthing the word 'sorry'. All of a sudden everyone was gone except for me & 2 of my friends & they said we had to book flights to get home cause there was no other way! Then I was inside with him for a while longer & he said he had to go talk to his parents. He went to walk away but kept coming back & kissing me & saying he didnt want to go. He went then & suddenly I was running around a school trying to find him & also trying to get away from these animals that had got loose at the school. there were bears, snakes, monkeys, zebras, lions & sharks! there was also lots of other people trying to run from them. I ended up going back inside & found his sunnies & put them on my head. Then i still couldnt find him anywhere, called him heaps of times but nothing. When i woke up this morning i felt heartbroken like i had actually lost him for real! i have had this sad feeling all day about him.

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