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I had a sincere dream about my drug addiction. It started with moving out of Drew, going through all of the halls and seeing no decorations whatsoever. At some point I got wrapped up with Aubrie and did something with her involving JuJu. I remember I kept bugging Adam because it was his birthday and I was so happy and he was too but he wanted to sleep, but I kept trying to wake him up and convince him to smoke pot. He said he would but I didn’t wait for him. Instead I began my journey to the dug-outs to smoke, except I went at the same time Tim did. He went with a purpose and I got so ridiculously high in the dream I couldn’t even take a second hit of my one hitter, I passed it to Alex and Josh who decided to smoke with me. I remember telling Aubrie I would smoke her up too but I decided not to. I walked back and he walked back with me and I was just like running into him, I couldn’t even walk and I spiraled twice, I told him I was so high and he asked me if I remembered what I said about getting high before, like it was going on an adventure, and I told him I remembered. And he explained that the smoking he was just around really didn’t seem like an adventure. I told him that I’m probably a drug addict but that I want to change. We sat outside in this lounge-fused with the parking lot for awhile, watching something or maybe talking. Austin joined us. At this point Tim and I were extremely flirty. But nothing would happen. I remember walking away, saying I’d be back in like five minutes and I went into this weird dorm/classroom combo building to my dorm, and I tried to pack but it took me forever, and I got relatively naked and put on white heels. I walked past Devyn on these exceedingly long stairs and we brought up our memories about how we weren’t really friends and it was an effort to even touch each other in huggy group pictures. It was calm but inwardly hostile. I left the building and the scene was still pretty calm but then I walked out and I saw Tim just bludgeoning this guy, he told me that he was dead anyway and shit had hit the fan, about this couch tipping over or something…the scene got really frantic, cops everywhere, a lot more violence, and I had to balance this couch on my shoulders but I kept hurting other people with it. At the dead of night it was finally over, Austin and Tim left for a few minutes and I sat there but it felt like a lifetime. I just wanted him to come back so I could tell him how I felt so it could be perfect… then the people in these couch wars started threatening my email in French. I woke up

My dad didn't want to drive my grandma, he said that she was expecting him to drive too far and it was unreasonable. My stepmom (we don't like each other) came out of a house and said that my grandma was in there. I went in, hugged my grandma, and offered to drop her off. She made me take her somewhere a bit far, I was worried that my sister was at home with my children and its taking me too long to get home. So I ended up waiting for my grandma for two hours, went inside to see what was taking her so long, she was with a group of young religious people (some white people too) in uniformed order and said that I can leave. On my way out my girlfriend accepted a sandwich and a green banana from a strange black man, he was dressed in a Doctor's scrub, drove a red BMW with very loud music, he had dreadlocks and gold or platinum teeth and he laughed so loud in an obnoxious way as he took off. I said to my friend that he reminded me of my ex because he laughed that way too. we got into the car and there was (what appeared to be) my 3 year old sleeping in my arms. I said to my friend that I am sure that I left my baby at home so this is not my baby. As soon as I said this the car began to twist and compress, my friend got squashed first and I woke up trying to free myself.

At the first of my dream, me and my family and my maid were waiting to go abroad to a small boat and to go to restaurant. after we arrived at the restaurant, the surroundings of the restaurant was elegant. then, there are men clutching my dad and beating him, while there was a men starting to touch me and raped me. Then, my dream skipped to another scene, where i was flirted by my cousin and i kissed him because i thought it was fun and it is not serious. after i kissed him a couple times in the dream, i met another tall, handsome guy in the toilet, who was flirting me , and i went away with him, and leaving my cousin devastated. I went with him, we had a fun, and then , we went down to the streets by the elevator, many people was either kneeling or laying on the floor getting shot by people. they saw us, the guy clutched me and lied down on the floor, trying to hide me, i felt he was shot, then someone noticed me, i knew i was gonna get killed , so my subconscious wanna get myself awake, i saw i was awake in another dream, then i went back to the original dream where i was already killed and they held up my chopped head. the next thing i saw was myself going to the office (which is in the library), we seated together around the table, eating and talking, and i started seeing ghosts wandering around the library.

I was at the hospital getting ready to give birth. the doctor gave me an epidural and then i had the baby. after i gave birth my family started to appear and began to hold the baby. my dead grandmother came into the room and handed me the baby and said "evil is going to try to be around you but i'm going to be with you". i caught a ride with a friend and people were saying that my baby looked just like the father. i went home because the father's other baby mother was beginning to angry because of what people were saying.

I have a recurring nightmare which is almost always the same. I am being grabbed in my bed from behind and can feel the persons warm body but cannot see them. I know it is a man and I fight and try to shout to get help to get him away from me. At fist I thought it was really happening but began to realise I was asleep and try to wake myself up. This has happened for a year now since I moved into my new flat. Sometimes their are two people grabbing me and I swear and fight them trying to see who they are but I never can! It always is in my room in my bed every time the dream occurs.

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