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I thought I had woken up, I got out of my bed and my windows were black. When I tried opening them they seemed to become a part of my wall. I opened the door to leave my room, and every window in my house was pitch black. I tried to read the clock but when I looked my eyes blurred. I looked around my house, I'm not sure why, and everybody was gone. There were no pets, no people, and everytime I thought I found somebody everything got blurry, I could see, the lights were off but there was still light, i usually dream in color, but i could feel my feet when i walked. The strangest part was when I began to see the outline of people. I did not know any of them, and when i looked twice it was all gone. this continued for maybe fifteen minutes, then it ended.

In my dream i was married to my ex boyfriend my first love and we went tp visit his family. His dad whispered to me he has given my husband money to spend on me tonight for our dinner at five o'clock. His father suggested i buy a beautiful red dress and high red heels preferably wedges. My husbands mom had diabetes and she did not take care of herself good. I tried to encourage her to take the best care of herself but that just seemed tp irritate her spoiled ways. Me and my husband danced all night and i looked gorgeous

I am sitting in my second period classroom in a different seat than I usually do. A different teacher is also talking to the class, sitting on a familiar wooden stool. She isn’t teaching, she is just making conversation. Everyone is packed up and I get the sense that we are waiting for a call to let us go. I check the clock and it is about eleven am. The class keeps talking and I become impatient. When my teacher finally dismisses us, I turn around and notice it is 3:00 pm! I’m confused on why we have stayed in one class for four hours. The dream suddenly changes to a warm, candlelit dining room. The walls are light colored and the chairs dark wood. There’s even a tablecloth with set crystal glasses. I’m sitting next to my brother and sister, who for some reason are now Caucasian. My father is Dennis Quaid and he is warning us to be nice. Somehow I already know that the mother in my dream has died months ago and my father is just now finding a new woman, and she is coming over for dinner. My white brother and sister are sullen, but I am welcoming. She rings the doorbell and my father dashes up to open the door. My father’s prospective girlfriend , tall and blond, walks in and is seated my father. My brother and sister say hello reproachfully and I smile warmly and introduce myself. We are making awkward conversation when a letter is delivered for my father. He opens it and it is written by someone who has his exact same handwriting. It’s signed in by his name, with blood dried onto the signature. My father says that it threatens us to leave the house and nothing bad will happen. It’s strange because the letter is written to my father, from my father, and dated in the future. I wake up.

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