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Was in a church sitting in the back feeling like I didn't belong. there were people in white praying in a box in the middle of the floor. A man told me to go into the box, when I went in a woman asked me who told me to come in there. the man told her he did and she accepted me. he told me not to put anything into my body that didn't belong, that I was special. I kept telling him that I didn't belong in that box and couldn't go in, and he kept telling me I was.

In the dream I open my eyes and I look around. At first I forget where I am. And then I realize that I’m in my room. And I look over and I’m watching my grandma sleep. When I’m first watching she’s breathing, she’s kind of twitching like most people do in their sleep, and her oxygen mask is on correctly. Then the room grows darker, colder, and just eerie. Like something from a scary movie. And as I’m crossing the room to wake her up, I see she’s not breathing, she’s not moving, and her oxygen mask has moved from its proper placement. At first I don’t know what to do. I scream for help, but no one comes. So I start crying and shaking and halfway screaming to her to wake up. But nothing happens. She doesn’t wake up. As I’m sitting there just crying, she moves a little, like someone waking up from a coma, so I straighten up. Then she shoots up. And she just sits there for a few minutes. And I try to talk to her. She doesn’t respond. She just stares at the wall in front of her. Then out of nowhere she looks at me a starts babbling. And then she says to me, “It’s your fault. Why didn’t you wake me sooner! You could have saved me!”

So i was at either my aunts or my grandads house and i was in the basement i was in the laundry room and there is a demon in the room that begins choking me and theres water all around me the demon lets me go and i end up at home somehow i begin talking to my mom i see the demon from before go into one of her friends who turns into a deer so i go downstairs and the deer follows me im scared so i run upstairs to my parents room and i hear some ritual going on in a different langauge i run back downstairs and theres a demon in the room

I had a dream where in my school was visited by the government bringing serial killers, like a circus. they were brought in circus cars like lions and tigers. and down one of the long hallways it is just lined with cages with dogs, barking pit bulls and they are barking and growling. and when you get to the end of the hall you see the serial killers handcuffed on their stomachs, on is in a straight jacket. they are balk and pale with pointy ears. they have shiny silver dog dishes in front of them. then one of the dogs, a little english bulldog, carries out very young puppies, maybe two weeks old. and the dog drops her own puppies into the dog dishes, and the serial killers eat them alive. then it pans in on on of the puppies face and it begins to cough up blood. then when you go into there circus cars it's set up like their murder scene and it has a book about how they killed the people they killed.

There were these 8 girls. They all were contained to a very small area. They had been like this for ever. Their dad let them out of their room each day to go in an even smaller gated off area. One day they decided to sneak out. I, being one of the girls, could not control my own running. I ran back home just in time to getin bed and lock my room before the dad came home. Somehow, he brought this ridiculously amazing guy in and he slept in a cot next to my bed. The next day, the dad woke us and declared that it was time for a show. A show was when we got in to small costumes and did tricks in a very small fenced of circle. The dad invited all the neighbors. He did this whenever we got in trouble, and during our tricks, he would read everything we had done wrong, starting with our childhood,up to the last offense. He would let the neighbors laugh and mock us, then we watched as he made everything smaller, till we could barely fit. Hen he let the neighbors choose a punishment, which this time happened to be getting chased by a dog, a snake and him chasing us with a whip. We did it all with our hands and feet tied. Then we went back to our rooms and were left untreated for two days until the dad decided to get us.

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