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I was in a horrible school that had a demon elevator. It swung back and forth as it went up and down and it started moving before the doors closed. There were more reasons why the school was so horrible, so a group of students got frustrated and fed up and decided to blow up the school. I was handed a gray stick that I guess was dynamite and someone lit it. I was trying to time my throw but it burned really quickly and began burning my hand so my throw sucked and the stick landed and exploded in front of the school. Then the principal pulled me into her office and told me that kids had tried that before and no one had or ever would succeed. It was a rather deterring thing to hear.

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I stabbed a stranger, I don’t remember why but he was in our yard. I killed him and I felt it, I felt his blood splatter my face, the warmth as I stabbed and stabbed and ripped open his chest. My husband was with me, not stopping me nor helping, Just watching me. I dragged his body over the lawn of this beautiful house I do not live in but I sort of did you know? The grass was freshly cut and covered in dew, even though it was midday in summer, It wasn't hot. It wasn't cold enough for dew either. I put him in the garden shed, He was dead by now. I went along and cleaned the grass off, not with a hose but endless tissues as if it were fine carpet. My older sister, which I don't have comes home. Her husband and her kids all have no faces, Just black. Daughter 3, Brown curls and pigtails. Son unknown, I saw nothing. Husband roughly 40, Dark hair. My older sister was a short, stumpy fat blonde, I have seen her before, I know this because she had a face. My husband and I were in our room, Which looked more like the intensive care unit in the Mental Health section of the hospital, It was empty and dark but I knew it was white. My sister walked in she brought sudden light to the room and asked me how I was. I told her good but she wasn’t satisfied and continued to ask questions, but the one thing she didn’t ask about and that I was sure she would, was why there is blood all over me. Was this a normal look for me? I told her, I told her how I killed a man and he was in the back shed, No one particularly cared except my sister, not even the children. She was so shocked, she asked me for the weapon and I had forgotten what I had used. Turns out it was some old dagger with what looked to be a big chicken bone as the handle, strange. I ended up stabbing her to death after catching a glimpse of the weapon. No one was bothered by my second killing, I suppose she did look like a nagging twat. My husband was known for the bad things he had done in the past, He has a reputation around here, He killed a man with his own two hands, He went to jail and broke out, disappeared for ten years, Turns out he was on the other side of the world working in a kitchen, Not a regular kitchen. drugs. He spoke for the first time that day and simply said for me to “Stop it”. “There’s already two dead, what’s left to stop”? I said to him tauntingly “I’m calling the police and you aren't going anywhere”. He shouted I continued to explain how bad this could look for him also, I cut my arm with the weapon and smashed a beautiful vase across my head and proceeded to hug him transferring most of the blood and slipping the knife into his pocket. I pulled out the cell and dialed for the police, I told them my husband was trying to kill me and he was already killed two, gave them the address and hung up. I kissed him and walked out of the house laughing hysterically.

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I bumped into some old friends that wanted to go drinking. I didnt want to go so I ditched them & went to a movie alone instead.. & sat with these people i didnt know. that ate my popcorn and than I couldn't see the movie cause the seat was in the way so i left.. & than i walk out and im at the side of a bank and there's kids swinging on the playground and this women dropped something so I picked it up and gave it to her, than she tried to give me money but i refused..

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Across the street from a house my sister rents there is a house I see in the drea. The refurburbished farmhouse. A long driveway, on a hill. I picture an old farm house, white with grey boards in some areas. There are mature trees, not many, close to the house, in front on the left side of it. The focus of the dream was that owners, more recent owners, changed the windows in it within the past 6-ish years. They do not suit the age of the home and are a bit oversized, like there is huge panes of glass, but sectioned off glass. Here's the weird part. Because there are new windows in the home that do not match the house, that the spirit of the owners (from the earlier 1900's do not feel that the house is theirs any longer. I picture a woman in a long pleated skirt in the front yard, not far from the front door and that she was married to a man that worked with horses and land. I could see her husband at the side of the house (door also on the right side of house) which he used mostly. I couldn't see that they had kids, but that there was a big building on the back of the house, to the right of it once upon a time, likely a barn, grey, not painted, he spent most of his time there. I get the impression the current owners are aware of their spirit and that they wonder if they are out to scare them. It's not that the former spirit are melicious, but they are confused by the new outer layout of the windows and they are wondering around the property.

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In this dream, I see myself in some kind of stadium, almost like an arena-football stadium. Except the turf/field is set up for lacrosse. I am with my friends who also play lacrosse. In the stadium there were events that were taking place and it felt like we were forced to participate in them. Throughout the dream as it progressed, the events were like an average lacrosse practice (scooping up ground balls, shooting drills, defensive drills). At this point in the dream my friends and I began to get geared up, we warm up and from here on it was every man for himself. I remember I kept moving on to the next events because I kept beating other kids that were there. I also noticed that all of my friends have advanced as well. I was so determined to, and virtually unstoppable. i was catching every ball, making every shot in the net. I felt great, I was loving the way I was playing. Now near the end of the dream I had to go one on one with one of my friends. I could tell both him and I were feeling like No Mercy. The event was catch a ball that would get thrown in the air, and then carry the ball and beat your opponent down the field and shoot the ball past the goalie. The event starts, I catch the ball, I beat my friend down the field and then as I begin to wind up to take my shot, I wake up and my dream ends.

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