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Me and my boyfriend were running from a man named daniel. he chased us for several blocks before me and my boyfriend stopped in an alley. we began to laugh because we thought he lost us until i felt someone grab me by my hair and i fell to the ground. daniel dragged me by my hair between two buildings. My boyfriend began to try to fight him but daniel pinned him down and said "if you move i swear to you i will kill her right now" so he stayed silent. daniel then reached for my shirt and tried to remove it, then i realized what was going to happen so i began to struggle desperately so that he wouldnt rape me, but he forced me to the ground and raped me in front of my boyfriend . my boyfriend started crying when he understood what was happening and i began to cry too. when daniel was done he pulled out a gun, pointed it at my head and said "this will only hurt alot" and pulled the trigger. then i woke up

I dreamt about my ex.s new girlfriend but only her name and it was the rong name for her but it was similar so me and me mates were saying its understandable how a cud a cud get it rong then my ex was in my house throughout moving to different rooms then he was in my bed smiling n a was fine with that then a was up nxt to me mams house and a had pinched a pound for a tatoo then a was sneaking about on a well known street in our street to get the tatoo it was the middle ov the middle ov the nite n a old woman in a red jacket talking to her self on the way past me then she disappeared and a was at the machine to get me tatoo and it was one ov them were the used to be out side the shops n got bouncy balls from.and the tatoo a got was the same as my lilttle boy bought a cuple days before in real life

I had just gotten married and was having sexual intercourse with my husband while wearing my wedding dress, at which point he told me he had slept with someone else the same day. got mad so walked out, then went back to the house we were renting and told him that we will pretend to be married for a year while he sleeps in the couch and he can have his own life and me mine. then i got a job working with my primary school friends as some kind of exorcist. we had to go home to home and see if anyone had been taken over.

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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