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In my dream, I was walking to Edwan's house. There was also a white car in their yard; it was Ruwayda's mom's car, and she and someone else were in the car talking. He was a guy, but I didn't know his name, and I didn't care, so I went inside to see him just to hear from the people who live there that he wasn't home. He and Lago and someone else went to some place I never heard of. I was bumped out because I had to walk all this way. So I wanted to go back home, but the lady in his wouldn't let me leave until she gave me something to eat.I appreciated her off and sat down and waited, but she realized that there wasn't any food in the house. Then I told her it was okay and that I would eat home. She told me to sit there and wait while she was going to the shop. I abled and sat down, and when she left, I started wondering why Ruwayda was here and in her mom's car with someone I don't even know. They both don't even live here. I started getting suspicious, but I never got to the answer. A little while after that, I sat bored on the wooden chair by the window, then I decided to peek out the window to see if they were still talking or something, and they weren't; they were having sex in her mom's car with a blanket covering their lower waist. Ruwayda is my ex, so I couldn't give a fuck. A While later I wondered in the house for Little that house was bigger than I actually was from the inside, but I didn't notice a few things that also happened, but I can't remember what. After a while, Edwan's aunty, sister ELA, came and made me something to eat. I said thank you and wanted to leave. When I opened that white painted wooden door and put my feet outside, an older lady who is very old and also somewhat family of Edwan yelled at me because I'm leaving the gate that I never came in through, then she started babbling about her mother always closing her gate, then very hesitantly I abilged and went over to close the gate, then suddenly there was another gate that I had left open, so I closed that and left. After that, the next dream appeared where I was in EPD class, laying my head down on the table as I rarely do in real life, and I started to stand up because Our teacher wants to tell us something, and before I got the chance to walk over to him, Tristan started loudly talking to Ruwayda, who is outside our classes. Still in her mom's car, I'm a little confused but still giving little fucks. He started telling her I wasn't always so quiet and awkward and that when I used to hear music and lay my head down on the table, I would jump up and start dancing. While I listened to this, I couldn't help but give a smirk to that statement, but the thing is that it never happened in real life. So things started to change in the dream, and we just came from a teacher's award ceremony, and our EPD class teacher won and was walking happily in line with us. His walking was very funny, so I decided to walk just like him. After that, we got to class, and the teacher handed out more work for us to do. After that, things got blurry, and I woke up.

It started out with a zombie apocalypse, I didn’t see any zombies I just knew it. I’m out in the hot summer run in a lush green forest, looking for food and shelter. There’s a rustle behind me and I turn, hunter’s knife in hand and it’s an older man with a little kid hiding behind him. They look hungry, hungrier than me. I ask him why dosent he try out for our district’s competition. Sure it’s a zombie apocalypse but we still had a form of government. And this one held a competition twice a year for the common people to live in the capital if they won, runner ups get food. We travel to the compound where it’s being held. Like a metal auditorium, small and the steel is surprisingly not boiling hot. I trained the little girl in preparation for the competition, I’ve grown close with her and her dad. Revealing I had competed when I was 16 and won. But now I was living as an outsider. The compound soon fills with families also competing. We get sat next to a redhead family, I can tell something is off with the dad by the way he sighs as he watches his young twin daughter play. We fill out paperwork as the 13 or so judges come in and take their seats. I recognized a few but one knew me. He smiles and tilts his head in a respectful way. I turn away feeling my face go red. First is the kids spouting off facts about our government. Next to compete are the fathers. They’re made to kill zombies, the red head father almost died. A zombie aiming for his neck, I kicked it away from me and the girls and the guy I’m with kills it. The night ends, the judges leave but we are made to sleep on the steel benches and dirt floor. There’s a small lamp, I remember someone once telling me the capital uses these little lamps to signal for electricity. Turning it off is considered a crime. I’ve competed before, I know what comes the next day. I know I’m the only one awake, I turned it off to give me an extra leg up in tomorrow’s competition. Then it’s tomorrow, everyone wakes. No one notices the lamp. The judges come back, the one I know personally gives me a smile as he sits. I hear whispers. The capital holds this event twice a year because they’re struggling to keep people alive in their secluded area. It’s true. I used to live there so I know it is true. I say nothing, no one can know I competed before. I need to help the little girl and her father, they’re my friends. It’s time to complete. I look over at the tired red headed father and know immediately what he is thinking. I whisper to him, don’t kill yourself, your daughters and wife need you. He looks surprised, I shrug and get down from my seat and stand near his wife. There’s a song we are meant to sing but the tablet with the lyrics isn’t working. There’s no electricity, I made sure of that. I know the default song, it’s the district’s anthem. They have us sing it while they wrote our scores. I sing soft for the parts I know I won’t get right and belt out the parts I know I can nail. This is how I was taught to sing. By the judge that I know. He looks proud I remembered his teachings from when I was younger. I hold back a grimace. They give us our scores, we have to add them together. There’s comments left next to the scores. I notice the judge I know left me a x8. I can multiply my entire score by 8 to get the highest score and win. He leaves me a flirty compliment. The dream ends before I can get my final score.

Black Handprint all over the condo. The place had been stripped like it was a remodeling project. A brother of mine was on a ladder in the open entrance area near the wall. I asked him or rather stated to him in an accusitory manner, "What the hell!" And he turned the tables on me and said, "What the hell did you do to the place!" Now, I knew that I had done nothing. I began to think that maybe all my money had been stolen. I went to the closet and there was nothing there except in the back of the closet was a really small opening. It was rectangular in shape and it was open from the inside like a peep hole. What was below was a huge department store that was birghtly lit and I heard something being stated over the loud speaker.

In reality, I'm unmarried. The dream goes by. I was pregnant with a baby. My brother Abi was buying something as U asked him to in the terrace. I got pain and my mom took over the delivery. I pushed. The baby was laid beside my stomach in the ground and the umblical cord was took out and probably cut. I din remember after that. Shortly after that I was again pregnant with a baby again. I went to terrace in search of Abi to get me something to eat. He wasn't there. But my grandpa was there. I was kinda afraid of him and was leaving. He asked me what I wanted to eat as he was gonna get money from attending a meeting. He will be attending that meeting near our place. No one got that luck to attend it near their place but he got. He will be getting 29,250 from that meeting. I asked him for a rose milk but he said no. So I asked for a badam milk. He said ok. Suddenly I got delivery pain. I shouted for my mom. She came and I pushed out a baby. I holded my mom's had for the 1st baby and my grandpa's hand shortly for the 2nd baby. After waking up I din see my babies. I was shouting and banging the table for the babies. It was like a factory or something. My Mom came out and handed me the baby. Both the babies I pushed out were girls. I was in pain in my stomach. We all went somewhere, near the door or something in the factory like area. There came my husband. He was the actor Ram pothineni. I was in a anger that he din even there for my delivery. I went to him with open handed for a hug and he too. I stopped him before the hug and I hugged him as my mom , grandpa , grandma standing behind me. I head was lying on his shoulder. I was saying him while hugging I din even get to hold his hand during my delivery and I'm in pain in my stomach. He told me let's go home and everything's alright. It's like I was just relying on him for my pain and like love but with love. I'm so confused about what was I thinking then. My mom and grandma took care of babies. While babies were playing I was saying to my husband that were my art or something. And tgey were like or they were twins. Later they said that they were going home and can't spend their time with me. I looked at babies they were not babies anymore. They were running and playing.

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