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So I was dreaming about an owl and a cat. I feel we were playing around a bit. Then I noticed something on the Owl's wing. He spread it out for me and I could see that on the inside of the wing there were some brown markings and they were not really clear to me. I realized after that the markings were pawn marks from the cat. After that I burst into laughing because I made some realization about the cat marking having to be there. I woke up laughing after that. I felt really happy as I've never woken up laughing before.

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To walk around an unknown victorian house, with people I don't know. Some strange advice to leave, but I keep getting detracted by what is there. People I don't know acting strange. People start dying. Then a cutscene zooming into a puppy with big dark eyes. The eyes pull me in. Then I'm in a room of the house again and I'm watching a man die. He is nice and was making me feel comforted in this house, where I have only felt anxiety. I remember it was something that turned into a fit before he died. The puppy again shortly after he dies...Somehow I think the murderer is the puppy. After so many times…I grab the puppy and run. It turns into a kitten but it's clawing me and I react, and I feel the bones crunch. I am outside.. The yard is very large, I am in the garden. The garden is full of angels, I don't look at the angels and I don't blink. I set the kitten down. It's dead. I can't decide if I feel okay because it's murderer or terrible because it's a kitten. Mostly how did it become a kitten when it was just a puppy. The next death in the house is no longer a puppy and now they're all kittens. The last thing I see is a watch with pink straps in my hand. I am setting it down in the garden. The animals I brought down there are not there anymore. I notice more angels in the garden. I stare at one for a while. Realize a certain angel wearing the necklace of a recent victim…it's pink as well. The realization of each victim in the house becoming an angel in the garden kills me. Wakes me up. Whatever you want to call it.

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In my dream, we (mom, aunt, and I) adopted a little girl who looked strangely like me when I was young. The first day was fine. She was so nice and sweet. But as soon as i try to go to sleep, she is up to no good. And each failed attempt at killing me, she gets worse And worse. I try telling my mom and aunt but they jusy don't believe me. One specific event she had a knife to my throat, a hudge hunter knife, and she had her hands on both ends and was pulling towards herself. She cut her own hands and was pulling with the strength of an adult. Towards the end of the dream I was looking for a pad lock. I asked my mom and she said the office. In mu house, we don't have an office. The setting was unfamiliar but still at the same time. Very strange. My aunt had apparently taken up residence and searching through the drawers I remember seeing things that belong to my aunt. She also had gone nuts. She was talking about how I was going through her stuff and babbling on about how I thought the girl was trying to kill me. When I couldn't find it I had a stupid realization. I could just leave..I found my car keys and that is when I woke up.

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There was Andrew, Kenny, Ricardo, and Vicky. I gradually found out that my best friend Kenny had gone to see a Spongebob movie with Vicky, and it had lasted seven hours. “Why didn’t you tell me?!” I shouted at him. Vicky stood to the side looking guilty. Anxiety engulfed me; the realization that the only person true to me was Andrew made me flock to the younger boy in desperation. I started to slowly kiss his face, but petals formed where my lips intended on his skin. I exited the room; I glimpsed Kenny’s hurt face. I received a text that was elaborately decorated with newspaper cubes and strips, along with Kenny’s own dialog. He was hurting, and wanted forgiveness. “I was the paradox of a nun earlier, but you didn’t give me chance before you went over to Andrew and kissed his petals…”

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To walk around an unknown victorian house, with people I don't know. Some strange advice to leave, but I keep getting detracted by what is there. Too many strangers in this house. People I don't know acting strange. People start dying. Then a cutscene zooming into a puppy with big dark eyes. The eyes pull me in. Then I'm in a room of the house again and I'm watching a man die. He is nice and was making me feel comforted in this house, where I have only felt anxiety. I remember it was something that turned into a fit before he died. The puppy again shortly after he dies...Somehow I think the murderer is the puppy. After so many times…I grab the puppy and run. It turns into a kitten but it's clawing me and I react, and I feel the bones crunch. I am outside.. The yard is very large, I am in the garden. The garden is full of angels, I don't look at the angels and I don't blink. I set the kitten down. It's dead. I can't decide if I feel okay because it's murderer or terrible because it's a kitten. Mostly how did it become a kitten when it was just a puppy. The next death in the house is no longer a puppy and now they're all kittens. The last thing I see is a watch with pink straps in my hand. I am setting it down in the garden. The animals I brought down there are not there anymore. I notice more angels in the garden. I stare at one for a while. Realize a certain angel wearing the necklace of a recent victim…it's pink as well. The realization of each victim in the house becoming an angel in the garden kills me. Wakes me up. Whatever you want to call it.

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In my dream, we (mom, aunt, and I) adopted a little girl who looked strangely like me when I was young. The first day was fine. She was so nice and sweet. But as soon as i try to go to sleep, she is up to no good. And each failed attempt at killing me, she gets worse And worse. I try telling my mom and aunt but they jusy don't believe me. One specific event she had a knife to my throat, a hudge hunter knife, and she had her hands on both ends and was pulling towards herself. She cut her own hands and was pulling with the strength of an adult. Towards the end of the dream I was looking for a pad lock. I asked my mom and she said the office. In mu house, we don't have an office. The setting was unfamiliar but still at the same time. Very strange. My aunt had apparently taken up residence and searching through the drawers I remember seeing things that belong to my aunt. She also had gone crazy. She was talking about how I was going through her stuff and babbling on about how I thought the girl was trying to kill me. When I couldn't find it I had a stupid realization. I could just leave..I found my car keys and that is when I woke up.

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A zombie apocalypse had taken place. My best friend and I had survived for years, and we took in anyone in need of help and treated them like family. I saw my best friend lying on the bed, moaning with blood coming from her nose and mouth, her skin looking a bit discolored. I (hesitantly) stuck a screwdriver through her head so she wouldn't have to suffer the mindless existence of being undead. I didn't realize it, but she was speaking fluent English. Although I stabbed her multiple time in an attempt the relinquish her from the hell the world was, she wouldn't pass. I then came to the realization that she wasn't a zombie, because she was speaking to me, telling me that things were going to be okay . She then fell silent and limb, and tears came from my eyes.

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A blond girl who goes to my church handed me a notebook wich looked a lot like one of my friends notebooks. My friend always keeps this notebook very secret. The girl from my church told me to keep the notebook because somebody kept on sending her death threats through it. I still had it in my hands when i was walking to school but then i accedentily dropped it inside a sewer full of notebooks and yoyos while i was walking to school and didn't realize that i had dropped it untill i had gotten to school. So i had to skip gym class to go back and get it. There were indeed death threats in that notebook. The person then started sending death threats to me and my other friend torri, and hacked my ipod to and started sending me death threats through it. Me and torri then tried to investagate and figure out who was sending us the threats. We got so caught up in investigating we almost forgot that both of our lives were probably in danger. When we were both at a smoothie shop were we knew the person who was sending the death threats was in at that time, we remembered thatour lives were in danger and got scared and decided to quit investigating. I also had a friend in my neighborhood who looked a lot like the undertaker from an anime show i watch. I would hang out at his house and listen to belle and sebastian and drink milk. Then one summer day (i was still getting the death threats then, but torri wasn't) i was riding my bike . Then i accedently ran into a parked car near the undertakers house. He (the undertaker) was outside watching me. When i ran into the parked car he started to laugh. Then a sudden realization hit me. I asked him if he was the one sending me the death threats and hacking my ipod. He said he was. Then my friend tristan randomly appeared out of no where with his computer and the undertaker demonstrated on one of his video game accounts how he hacked my ipod. He had a program that could hack anything with a four letter password. He hacked tristans account. His password was "LINK". Then i ran home to my boyfriend who looked like Marylin Manson and told him all about the undertaker and the death threats. Then my boyfriend had a long talk with the undertaker, and eventually convinced him what he did was wrong and got him to say sorry to me. Undertaker felt really bad about everything, so bad that he got the entire story tattoed on his back. Then one day when my boyfriend was out volunteering at a hospital he called the undertaker and told him that i had been mauled by chainsaws in the garage. I was ,in fact, mauled by chainsaws in the garage. The undertaker was really sad and had to change the tattoo on his back. He had to cross out the "and they lived happily ever after" part of his tattoo and replace it with " and then she died"

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