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My dad and I are in a

My dad and I are in a room in a lake cabin. I am younger in the dream. My dad is working on fixing something. I remember him having tools around and I was facing away from him. It isn’t that bright in the room. There is a wood structure type thing in the room. Then a terrifying black bear comes out growling out of the structure. I stand there terrorized and my dad tells me to stay back. The bear takes my dad in the wood structure. I’m sure he dies in the dream or is close since he is yelling. Then I wake up.

My dad is dead in real life.

My dad is dead in real life. I have a reoccurring dream that I'm back at his house and he's alive again. I'm in my old room and I do my normal nightly routine, turn on the heater, pick out clothes for the next morning, and fluff my pillow and climb under the sheets. I wake up to the sound of my dads voice and I thought it was strange because he isn't alive anymore. I get out of bed and go to the living room and he's sitting on the couch talking on the phone like he always did. I run to him and hug him. I shocked because how is he alive again. I feel like he's going to be ripped from my arms again.

It was always in black and white,

It was always in black and white, and always in the same really old house. I would be standing in the entry way looking up the stairs, and as I started going up the stairs would creak really loudly which scared me so I would go up faster. The upstairs of the house was really empty and dirty, and as I looked through each room I kept hearing creepy noises coming from the basement. One of the rooms upstairs had an empty baby cradle in it. I go back downstairs and look through the kitchen and see that it looks like someone lives in the house. At this point I try and leave the house but I can’t get out. I hear the noise from the basement again and this time it sounds like a man saying my name, so I go and look. I get to the basement and see a guy that I know down there, and he says my name again but his voice is different. He started running towards me so I panicked and ran back upstairs and try to get out of the house again but I can’t get out, and he catches me and as he grabs my arm I wake up.

a young woman with orangeish blonde hair

a young woman with orangeish blonde hair had run away form her family this older couple allowed her to stay in their home the woman had been shown to a room and laid down to go to sleep for the night as it was late. in the morning the older woman went to wake her up and as the younger woman lifted her head up from the pillow this large orange spot with clumps of hair in it was left on the pillow the older woman screamed at the younger woman and told her to go get cleaned up. once the young woman had been cleaned up it could be seen that she was pregnant and the baby was due to come at any point. the old woman called the healer of their village to help the young woman who it could be seen was just a young girl not much older than 10 or 12 years old the girl was then asked to let the old woman and her husband go through her bag. when they did so they found many different kinds of drugs most of the bottles almost empty some completely empty. then the girl stared screaming it seemed that she was giving birth and when the baby came the old couple took the girl to court where they ended up fighting against the girl and her parents for custody of the baby. in the end the girl got to keep the baby.

“When I was a kid, around 5-8

“When I was a kid, around 5-8 I had this nightmare for a long time, and the weirdest part is that I still remember it to this day, vividly. I'd be in an apartment with my older sister, we'd just sit there and abnormal tall shadows would be on the wall, screaming. I would look around and see a wall break then my older sister disappears. I would stand and walk over, a ghost/demon would grab me and burn my skin. I remember screaming and crying then I'd start falling into pitch blackness, hearing people laughing at me. I could hear myself screaming, sometimes maybe feel myself screaming. Just screaming. Screaming. Screaming. Screaming. Silence. I'd land in the arms of my older sister, she had a blank look on her face and then she melted into blood, ear shattering screaming. It was all honestly traumatic considering everything was so vivid, occasionally becoming blurry. Then I'd wake up.

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