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So I had another dream. Obviously it

So I had another dream. Obviously it was about him. I was at his house. It was a different house though. One with a million other rooms. I spent the night in his room while he wasn't there. And when he came I was being playful and I ended up on top of him. Then things got hot and heavy so I decided to lock the door in case someone comes in. And then when we were just about to get it on, his little sis she was like four years old, knocks on the door so he opens it. Takes her in his arms and plays with her. We didn't end up doing it. But before I even went to his room to see him. I was looking for it. I couldn't remember which room it was.i kept opening doors thinking it was his but they weren't. Then, I came to a door that I was sure lead to his room so I opened it. The person blocked the door from fully opening. And then he opened it. It wasn't him. It was this ugly chubby white guy. And then I went into the room and he was talking and all of a sudden he grabs me and tries to rape me. I scream for help and since I was near the door I tried opening it. Luckily, someone was with me t was up. I tried the whole time following me around. And she stood at the door and then she helped me get away. Once I got away I quickly ran and ended up at the door of his room. I remembered that it was this door that lead to his room. So, I opened it and he was there lying on the bed someone else was there. But they were irrelevant ATM. And I hugged him and he was happy also but I could tell he was wondering what was up. I was trying my best not to let him know what happened. And I kept hugging him and he held. And then I ended up looking at him and tears just came rolling down my eyes. And I buried my face in his neck and told him everything. He comforted me. And we ended up in the first half of this note.

I am single and unmarried. I had

I am single and unmarried. I had a dream of giving birth to a baby boy who look like my ex boyfriend. I saw myself in a labour room and a doctor hand over me a baby boy. I looked at him and started to love him with tears of happiness in my eyes. I just can't believe Its my baby I am holding and at the very moment I was saying he looks like his father meaning it to my ex boyfriend. My baby was sleeping and he looks so adoreable. Later I saw that my baby is crying to be feed and I am complaining to my other sister about my another sister that the way she kept my son could kill him. I took him out of that situation and checked he is breathing or not and then I started to feed my baby and I was loving him a lot and crying in happiness to have him in my life.

I was in an abandoned run down

I was in an abandoned run down strip mall at night. I was with two other people, they were both young adults, a young man and a young woman. At time I would see myself in the third person, I looked like a vital old man with a strong nose and a head of silver hair. (Though In reality I am 20 years old) We walked into the bowels of the mall and could here the sounds and voices of the city fading behind us. We walked to the end of the corridor and felt an evil presence. Down an escalator at the end of another short corridor was a pile of garbage. in front of it were two dead bodies and a man tall and muscular with a crew cut and pitiless sandy eyes. "What in the name of Christ is going on" I shouted as I ran down the stairs towards him. He acknowledges me with a casual nod and grins. (What he says next is lost to my memory but I remember a chilling fear as a result of his words) Immediately I turned to my companions, I am between them and the killer. "Go get help" A bright light is on their faces yet concealing their eyes in shadow. The girl is two paces from me and the boy a pace behind her. She smile first, a little reluctantly I shift my gaze to the boy and he meets my gaze with a relieved smile. And in a moment they are gone. I turn back to the killer (He says something else that I can not recall) This time his words have no sway. He jogs over to a door in the wall, with a remorseless grin he beckons me to follow. Through the door I got into a small dusty room. The room is small and very dusty filled with metal objects and two metal workbenches in the center. The killer speaks one last time and moves close with his hands outstretched to choke me I assume. I grab his arm and using his momentum throw him down onto the ground. He gets up and continues to assault me. Soon it escalates and he grabs a metal blade. I move in close and disarm him hoping to hold him in check until help arrives. Unfortunately he slips away and now he is slashing and throwing anything sharp he can find at me. I manage to evade him and finally my compassion gives way. I take a long 10 inch blade and drive it down to the grip in his collar bone. He looks at it a moment with disapproval and continues to assault me. Now I am desperate and anything sharp I can find, I plunge into his body. Finally I find a small piece of sheet metal with a tapered edge and drive it into a long wound across his chest where his heart should of been. I throw him over my shoulder and he smashes into the wall and lies crumpled on the ground, a bloody mess. Tears well in my eyes "Why do you live like this aren't you in pain?!" He answers laboring "The pain is great..." Suddenly there is a bubbling sound he pushes himself off the floor and walks slowly toward me. All the metal in him is receding, disappearing into his body until there is no sign of conflict at all. He stands in front of me, puts his arms firmly, almost tenderly on my shoulders "...That is what I want for us" I am shocked no words come to me. He walks me to the door "Wait I have something to show you" He walks around a corner and brings a white towel over to me "look" he says He opens the towel a little bit and I stoop down to see what it is. A can of cat food half opened. light glints off the sharp edges of the lid "Its just cat food I promise" he mumbles as he walks into the shadows of the room. My heart skips a beat and I walk slowly out the door and start down the hall" I take two steps and my heart skips again as I hear from behind me the sound of the metal lid being pulled back from the can.

I was in an abandoned run down

I was in an abandoned run down strip mall at night. I was with two other people, they were both young adults, a young man and a young woman. At time I would see myself in the third person, I looked like a vital old man with a strong nose and a head of silver hair. (Though In reality I am 20 years old) We walked into the bowels of the mall and could here the sounds and voices of the city fading behind us. We walked to the end of the corridor and felt an evil presence. Down an escalator at the end of another short corridor was a pile of garbage. in front of it were two dead bodies and a man tall and muscular with a crew cut and pitiless sandy eyes. "What in the name of Christ is going on" I shouted as I ran down the stairs towards him. He acknowledges me with a casual nod and grins. (What he says next is lost to my memory but I remember a chilling fear as a result of his words) Immediately I turned to my companions, I am between them and the killer. "Go get help" A bright light is on their faces yet concealing their eyes in shadow. The girl is two paces from me and the boy a pace behind her. She smile first, a little reluctantly I shift my gaze to the boy and he meets my gaze with a relieved smile. And in a moment they are gone. I turn back to the killer (He says something else that I can not recall) This time his words have no sway. He jogs over to a door in the wall, with a remorseless grin he beckons me to follow. Through the door I got into a small dusty room. The room is small and very dusty filled with metal objects and two metal workbenches in the center. The killer speaks one last time and moves close with his hands outstretched to choke me I assume. I grab his arm and using his momentum throw him down onto the ground. He gets up and continues to assault me. Soon it escalates and he grabs a metal blade. I move in close and disarm him hoping to hold him in check until help arrives. Unfortunately he slips away and now he is slashing and throwing anything sharp he can find at me. I manage to evade him and finally my compassion gives way. I take a long 10 inch blade and drive it down to the grip in his collar bone. He looks at it a moment with disapproval and continues to assault me. Now I am desperate and anything sharp I can find, I plunge into his body. Finally I find a small piece of sheet metal with a tapered edge and drive it into a long wound across his chest where his heart should of been. I throw him over my shoulder and he smashes into the wall and lies crumpled on the ground, a bloody mess. Tears well in my eyes "Why do you live like this aren't you in pain?!" He answers laboring "The pain is great..." Suddenly there is a bubbling sound he pushes himself off the floor and walks slowly toward me. All the metal in him is receding, disappearing into his body until there is no sign of conflict at all. He stands in front of me, puts his arms firmly, almost tenderly on my shoulders "...That is what I want for us" I am shocked no words come to me. He walks me to the door "Wait I have something to show you" He walks around a corner and brings a white towel over to me "look" he says He opens the towel a little bit and I stoop down to see what it is. A can of cat food half opened. light glints off the sharp edges of the lid "Its just cat food I promise" he mumbles as he walks into the shadows of the room. My heart skips a beat and I walk slowly out the door and start down the hall" I take two steps and my heart skips again as I hear from behind me the sound of the metal lid being pulled back from the can.

I'm pretty sure I'm not pregnant, but

I'm pretty sure I'm not pregnant, but I've had a dream about me and my boyfriend., we were at a random place and I leave and come back with a beautiful baby girl, I wasn't even pregnant or showing in the dream., but she was ours., when I came back i was in a auditorium type of place and everyone (my classmates) was so excited to see her., (in the dream she looked like she was about a couple months old not a newborn) but my boyfriend wasn't there., then the dream skips over to a house, not sure if it was ours or not, but that's when I see my boyfriend, that's when he first see the baby girl as well., he was very shocked by the whole baby thing., but as soon as he held her., he bust into tears of joy. He was so happy and proud.

I'm in the town where I grew

I'm in the town where I grew up, with my deceased sister and deceased uncle, who molested the both of us. we are in a building where I once worked in that small town. There is a large fire on the mountain, we are evacuating, I am carrying a large glass 1/2 full container of orange juice and take it to the car. My uncle is already in the car, that of which I currently drive now. My sister is still somewhere in the building. The fire is so close I can almost feel it, I'm yelling for my sister to hurry, we have to get our grandmother , who is also deceased, who I was never close with. I can see her running with a sleeping bag in her arms. suddenly the flames from the fire engulf her. The flames over take us. I wake up. My heart is beating fast, my body is in a sweat, there are tears streaming down my face. Even as I type this . I haven't been able to go back to sleep .

I was looking for a place that

I was looking for a place that I had found before, and while I was riding my bike to get there, as I turned the corner something hit my right eye causing much pain while blurning and tears filling that right eye. As I kept pedaling I had to pull into a gas station to try and clean my right eye. A gentleman, a black man, asked if he could drive me to a nearby hospital and although I said no at first, he insisted all the while being very concerned, proceeded to put my bike in his car. Before I could get in, I found myself riding my bike following him. I could hear him say, just follow me, and I began to follow him. He began driving very fast and I couldn't keep up. My right eye continued to burn and fill with tears. I awoke with a burning sensation in my right eye along with tears!

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