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It started off hat seemed like the sixth sense, but I actually had a dad. After getting out of the hospital I asked if mom, it was the mom from the sixth sense, had shown him the sweater, in the movie the boy wore a sweater when he was attacked and the mom found the holes, he said no and looked at me confused, but when I looked at the sweater to show him it had been repaired. We get home and he comes in my room and freezes in fear. I get happy and kinda creepy and ask him whats wrong. He says he sees someone under my chair, I look and no ones there and then a grudge looking girl comes out and attacks him. We try to run, I get to the door and look back only to see the sixth sense mom attacking the dad and I was next. We seemed to be at my old apartment complex from when I was growing up. It as dark outside and I ran around the complex trying to hide and thinking out people that I knew that lived in the complex. I try to run to their house and the mom catches me. The scene changed to the front of the complex where the property meets the road. She turns into a little girl,but I see my boyfriend in her. She starts talking about us growing up as siblings. I asked what if we wanted to date? He looks over and decides to take a boy body, I said you can't you're a twin. He takes two bodies, one for him and his twin brother. The brother was actually there and he picked his body. Me and this little girl go to the restroom and then suddenly I'm laying on this guy in the grass and we're watching a movie. When another guy walks by and it looks like my boyfriend , at that moment I saw the things that changed had e never met, and he claims we've known each other since we were babies. I told him he got it wrong, I guess what he was actually trying to do,and he said I was suppose to be with him and not the other guy. We end up meeting again at this dance concert.

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In real life, I am a brunette, but in my dream, I am a blonde. I'm in a prison cell, yet the room around my cell resembles that of a salon. Outside my cell are my "parents" arguing. The mother asks him how he could have kept my imprisonment from her. In my hand is a gray cellphone and a voicemail is playing and it said something like "Take a left at the door. Right down the hall. *There was a pause* Pretty..." and then it ended. My cell is now unlocked and I walk to the door of the salon, with the phone held to my ear. Suddenly, it's an old-fashioned tape-recorder, playing a different, but similar message as I walk down the sidewalk. Looking around the corner, I see a bald, buff man in a suit, I can't make out his face though. The recording says "Take a left down the hall. See the man. His name is Dog. Your nails look pretty." Turning, I run out onto the parking lot towards my dad (he is my real-life dad this time). He sees that I am scared and walks towards the direction of "Dog." That's all I can remember.

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Im driving frantically with a man in a suit I dont know in the passanget seat. Were on a two lane highway with light snow blowing across it. Its very cold outside. We turn left into a hotel/motel with lots of cars in the parking lot. It feels like the middle of the week, and its suprising theres so many people here. Much of my family is here, including grandparents that arent with us anymore. Therez a pool here, and a wide hallway leading to a parking garage. Flash forward to the next morning, very early. Still dark, and very cold. I walk into the parking garage and down the ramp to the entrance to smoke. Im looking out into the parking lot in front, and past it to the highway. Theres nobody else out. No cars driving. Its cold, and lightly snowing. I see movement in between the cars, something tall popping up, then back down. I feel as though I made a noise and the thing to notice of me, and I heard a strange galloping. Its tall. Then its in full view heading for me. Its a horse. Well, half a horse, with no eyes or mouth. Its texture seems synthetic, like cloth, not organic, like flesh. It has two bony legs and another head exactly like the first one opposite of the one in the front thats uprite. I start to run back up the ramp to where the parking garage meets the hotel. As Im running I hear the hooves hitting closer, and closer. Im running as fast as I can and I look to my left and its right next to me. Both heads have flowing black hair. Notes: It all feels almost post- apocalyptic. Everyones there because theyre running from something. Maybe this horse/creature. People referred to it as "bill the horse"

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In my dream, I am a blonde. I'm in a prison cell, yet the room around my cell resembles that of a salon. Outside my cell are my "parents" arguing. The mother asks him how he could have kept my imprisonment from her. In my hand is a gray cellphone and a voicemail is playing and it said something like "Take a left at the door. Right down the hall. *There was a pause* Pretty..." and then it ended. My cell is now unlocked and I walk to the door of the salon, with the phone held to my ear. Suddenly, it's an old-fashioned tape-recorder, playing a different, but similar message as I walk down the sidewalk. Looking around the corner, I see a bald, buff man in a suit, I can't make out his face though. The recording says "Take a left down the hall. See the man. His name is Dog. Your nails look pretty." Turning, I run out onto the parking lot towards my dad (he is my real-life dad this time). He sees that I am scared and walks towards the direction of "Dog." That's all I can remember.

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We are hugging, wrapped in each others arms, feeling safe, feeling whole. The energy is so passionate, so pure and so strong that it is nearly tangible. My eyes are closed and I'm pressed up against him, feeling his heart beat, the rise and fall of his chest, his strong arms around me; I melt into him. I focus, and feel - the feeling we've known before, that we've shared before. It is a complete high, physically, mentally, and emotionally. I feel our energy transfer, as if each cell has found its reciprocal messenger, has become fully charged, and begins to transform us into a unit, more powerful and strong than two separate entities. I am just taking in the moment, so content we have found each other again, so grateful that after all we've been through, after a horrible falling out, we could see past it and identify our true feelings. I hold on to him so tightly because I want this moment to last forever, I want to absorb it all. I hold him so close, afraid to let go- as if afraid that if we should disconnect physically, we will drift apart and will have to struggle to find our way back again. My head is tucked on his shoulder, he leans his head back so I readjust and my eyes meet his. He is silent for a moment as we just connect. Our eyes are bright, full of love and life. Finally, he breaks the silence and says 'Do you realize how much I love you?' almost with a hint of sadness knowing we had lost our way. With that simple phrase, although he doesn't verbalize it, there is a mutual understanding, a mental communication that he doesn't just mean 'I love you' but also that he has missed me, that he's genuinely sorry for the hurt we both felt. I squeeze him a little tighter as the corners of my mouth curl up and slowly reveal a familiar grin, wide and pure. I reply 'Well, you came back didn't you?' We hug each other even tighter and he whispers in my ear 'I never really left'.

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