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After a long journey I'm driving along a deserted street. On a boulevard in the distance I see four of my staff in boxes about the size of mailboxes. I get closer to see. They are locked in. They are standing in these boxes with hands tied. They see my and start begging to be let out. I'm very hesitant because I'm afraid of what they'll do when let out. I cautiously approach. Circle the boxes, talking to them to understand what they'll do if they're let out. I start unlocking the boxes. The last box is a Spanish man who has a temper. As soon as I let him loose he comes after me. He chases me. I immediately run for my car thinking this is my only chance. As I'm running I'm planning in my head how I can get into the car and lock it fast enough so that he can't get me. Now he has a knife. He's screaming. He's wild with rage. I'm out running him, but barely. I get to the car first, but my actions are very slow to close the door and lock it. No matter how I try I can't seem to move quickly. My fingers are on the lock but . My mind is racing, but my body is very slow. I don't get the car door closed in time. He wedges his arm in to force the door open. I struggle but can't stop him. He raises his hand to strike. He has an enormous machete. The sharp knife is coming towards me. He's going to kill me. I conscientiously wake myself from the dream and from sleep.

I was giving birth in a hospital with just my sister in the room. I pushed 3 times and a mixed race baby girl with one brown eye and one blue eye was born. She looked like me and my ex boyfriend . I raised the baby for about a year and then the father came to have a paternity test done and he came with his wife and his mother. His wife was fat and hispanic. his mother looked unchanged. His wife tried touching my baby girl and I slapped her hand away and told her it was my child not hers. Then my ex- boyfriend said if He is the father I am going to have to deal with his wife. And I said I would raise her by myself as I handed the baby girl over to his mother, and asked his mother to teach the baby how to speak spanish. Then we went to a river and let the baby girl play in the river and as she was playing in the river my ex boyfriend s girlfriend s and wife began trying to kill me with a blow dart and gun. then I woke up.

I was in a garden and I saw a monarch butterfly on a flower and I was going to take a picture of it on my cell phone. Its wings began to unravel and I realized they were wet, like he was coming out a cocoon. He began to try to fly a little bit and kept landing on me. Two children came up with their dad and the little girl kept wanting to hold the butterfly, but it wouldn't go to her. I would walk on my skin, but when she would put her hand up to it, it wouldn't go to her. So, she grabbed the butterfly in her fist and crushed it. I kept telling her to be careful and then I sat and cried. While sitting there crying I woke up in a house. I was sleeping on the couch and I went to the front door and was sitting watching things going on. I had hung a dress on the front door and I went inside to get something. When I came back two Hispanic gang members were touching the dress. It had fallen and they were picking it up. The had tattoos on their hands and their nails were long and unkempt. They pushed their way into the house and the one went into the backyard where other gang members were coming up to talk to him. The one that stayed in the house wouldn't answer any of my questions. I felt very unsafe with them and decided I needed to go to my bedroom to get my gun. In the meantime, the second gang member had said he was going to the restroom. So, when I went to my bedroom to get my gun it was clear he had been in there and things were trashed and my gun was gone. I became very scared and then I woke up again, on the same couch. I knew I had been dreaming the second time and I was looking around for the two gang members to make sure it was a dream. I hear noise in the backyard and went out there. There was a huge party going on with more gang members. I had two friends with me and I told them we had to go get the gun because I knew we weren't safe. I went into my bedroom and it had again been trashed, but they missed the gun. Then someone came in and a gun fight broke out. I killed 5 members and knew I couldn't take on everyone so we fled out the window and arrived at my school where I woke up.

The dream starts with me in a car and I am driving through an abandoned city I do not recognize. I do not recognize the care or the person in the passenger seat. The person has long wavy fiery read hair with a devilish smirk that made me shiver. I glanced over at her and the car span out of control and all I could she was her throwing her head back and laughing. The nest thing I know, I am in the ocean struggling to get out of the car but the girl is holding me down. I could feel my chest tighten with anxiety, my breathing becoming more and more shallow. I try to fight her of by kicking and scratching but its no use. The girl will not move. I finally kick her in the face and she lets go of me long enough to let me get away. I am now trying to find my way to the surface of the water. I suddenly am pulled back causing me to literally jump in my sleep, which in turn wakes me up.

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