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Jingim from the Marco Polo show was outside of the bedroom window staring inside. I decided to close the window once I noticed. Marco (my boyfriend ) was explaining something to me, when I noticed a curtain rod piercing through the top crack of my bedroom door. When I opened the door, a white bald man was standing there timid and two of his accomplices ran away. I asked what he wanted and he came inside my room, walked right in front of me, looked me in the eye and said he wanted to rob me. I freaked out and asked why he would want to rob someone with nothing. He shamefully looked down without a word.

I was in my room until my aunt called me. I went into the room and saw her with my sister. A vortex opened and out came a zombie pirate. It tolde me to come with it. I said no and grabbed a sword that was at the side and closed my eyes, I swung the sword and opened my eyes to see that I had killed my aunt and sister. It came closer, trying to grab me . I ran into my bedroom, where my dad was using the computer. I closed the door in front of the zombie and magically carried the bed,sofe and other furniture to barricade the door, even a blueberry! The zombie burst through the door, killing my dad and I ran out the door and survived.

Well in my dream their was a girl, no name or any way of telling how I knew her. Only that she was important to me some how. Then I was in my room laying down with my boyfriend , and I heard a loud boom. When I went to check I could hear her struggling behind her bedroom door, so I started to run down the hall which seemed to get longer. Then when I got to the end I tried opening the door and it felt way to heavy, so when I looked under the door I could see her feet off of the ground. Then I woke up because I became scared.

I am in a hallway, talking to a gay room mate, i make some joke at my expense, they ask me if i want to see their "man butt" then invite me into their room as they are decorating / interior design, they hang a long fabric of netting around the bedroom light and explain that it represents the people who died in the house, also gay, killed by the KKK while in the shower, the way the fabric cascades down and the lie shine thru looks a lot like water. i think to myself: try not to anger any of the spirits that live here. he then begins tying a golden sequined ribbon around the fabric and singing "revolutionary ribbon"

I am in my old house in my bedroom all alone, no one is home but I hear noises in the basement. As I move out into the all way I realize the power is out in the house and all the doors are locked. I go to the basement door , I look down the walls of our red staircase and see that there are several ghost like people all in my basement and they are trying to come upstairs. I start to panic and try to get out of the house but there is no way out. Until I find that the garage door is unlocked and my whole family is standing outside telling me to get out of the house. I struggle to get outside but I can't and that is when I typically wake up.

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