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I am painting with white paint from a jam jar when i realise i have been sold paint which is made from squashing a small cat into the jar so it holds the paint in its fur, i am distressed and wonder how the cat has survived. I remove the cat and her foam body coat which has been sewn on to her.it is small and in a terrible stte. I clean the cat with warm soapy water removing the paint which is also milk. I love fed and care for the cat. I try to make up for the terible abuse. my loving dog watches from a safe distance. the cat is beautiful.

I was standing in my living room when suddenly somebody was knocking on my door. I instantly nterpreted the knock as urgent and threatening while at the same time as though someone needed help. I ran to the door and opened it a crack to see who it was when suddenly they pushed the door open and came rushing in. I wasn't able to see who it was nor did I recognize them but they just said hurry hurry help me she's coming. I was rushing to gain balance and get to the door to get it closed again and asking who's coming when suddenly as i was pushing the door shut someone slammed it back open and came running in and before I could even see who or what it was I woke up.

I often dream vivid dreams. Last night I was swimming in the ocean, alone, far from shore but with it still in sight. In the distance, a jet came into view. The closer it came to me, the more I could see that it was going to crash. Out of control, the jet ambled towards me. I had nowhere to go, no way to escape. I felt certain it was going to attempt a water landing with me in its path. I was left only to pray, and watch. It came closer and closer. Flying low, I dove underwater as it approached, fighting to go deeper. The plane squealed loudly as it skimmed the surface of the water above me. I could look up and see its belly scratching and clawing the surface above. The sound was deafening, a collective terrorizing shout of fear of the hundreds of nameless faces inside I could not see. As the plane skid past me, and with my lungs empty and crying for air, I fought with every muscle in my body aching to break back to the top and breathe again. I made it just in time, looking over my shoulder with weak but effusive pants just in time to see the plane bellow into the giant beachside hotel buildings, destroying them on impact with a deafening blow that echoed for miles. The anticipated explosion followed. I spent the next few minutes back underwater hiding and looking up as debris fell and tattered my surroundings forming a blanket that sought to drown me. Treading water moments later, the once peaceful ocean was littered and trashed with fiery scraps of metal, junk and torn body parts. I rescued a drowning boy and his sister. They were maybe five. Twins. Crawling onto the beach with the boy and the girl on my back, wringing to my neck, I laid them down. They were alive, whoever they were. I woke up.

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