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My family and I went to the mall and my dad got mad at me. Later, my mom got mad at me, so I left them and I was alone in the men’s clothing section of Dillard’s. All of a sudden, I had a job there and the employees started talking to me. One of them was a nice guy that was dressed like Esteban Ramirez from “The Suite Life of Zack and Cody”. There was another lady who worked there; she was really uptight and blonde. She looked like Nasim Pedrad from Saturday Night Live mixed with Angela Martin from “The Office”. Out of nowhere, a hoard of people started coming into the mall and we became really busy. We needed to use shopping carts for some reason. As we started to pull out shopping carts, there was an old, dirty, metal bucket with water in it. Also, there was a dead baby boy in it. The Esteban-looking guy brought it out to the blonde lady. It was her baby. She became really mad and said that she had no choice but to kill her baby. She picked it up and cradled it. It turned into a regular, clean looking baby but it was still dead. Then, another dead baby’s head appeared in the bucket. This one was an Asian boy with his right eye missing. Soon, another dead baby head appeared in the bucket. This one was a blonde baby girl. She took both of the heads out of the water and then they transformed into normal looking baby heads, except still dead, and still only heads.

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I don't remember exactly how it started, but basically the "devil" which i cant remember what it looked like but it was a male &had hooves but stood.... and basically he was going to come and iwas going to die, and my stepsister who i'm very close with was there guiding me through the entire process and we were talking about this kid who my step sister had known who's also gone through the same thing and how its almost like killing yourself and there wouldnt be any turning back or taking anybody with you or letting anybody know and so we were picking out clothes that we wanted to take with us and we would either just drop the clothes onto the ground and they would get sucked into the ground but it wasnt working well and so the other way was to drop them down the sink which was like a sharp vacuum cuz it had small blades and would cut my fingertips each time i put clothing down it, and after i put a pair of dark blue shorts, death (devil) appeared behind me and like stabbed me slowly down my back and told me that i cant be dressing to impress any other dead people, and then me and my stepsister were by our front door and my dad came home and i was walking with him the entire time from the door up the stairs and he told me to come into his bedroom and he was basically going to yell at me for something and i was so sad that he didnt know i was dead and so i started crying cuz he technically couldnt see me but he still thought that he could since he didnt know the truth and i didnt want him yelling at me to be the last thing that he could remember doing before i died and so i walked into my room instead and my stepsister followed and i sat on the floor leaning against my bed and she sat on my desk chair and he stood and started yelling at me and i kept crying and he was so angry and he kept telling me how stupid i was and my step sister was like "billy, stop yelling before you make her upset, you're going to make her upset" and then i was crying and screaming "dad, stop it before YOU get upset!" and he kept yelling and i kept apologizing and crying cuz i really didnt want him being left with the guilt of yelling at me and he was like "Megan, what" and my step sister was like " billy, punch her" and he thought she was joking around and he laughed and playfully did but his hand went through my face and he was just like "....what.." and he sounded so broken and upset and confused like he had just been ripped into pieces and i kept saying that i was sorry and that i couldnt even leave him the note that said in green highlighter, "I'm sorry daddy and tell mom im sorry its too late now" (because me and her dont have a relationship and she hasnt come see us in over 6years) but the devil told me he would have to cut my back again if i tried to leave it because it would of messed up the entire process? and so i was cleaning my room and i left my water bottles that my room is always trashed with for my dad to try and remember me by and it was so sad and he was so unbelieveably hurt by the entire thing and then my step mom came home and he was just sitting and crying and then i was watching her car from the sky with them both in it, and she was complaining about me and he started crying and then i woke up in tears.

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I had a dream where I was living in my aunt and uncles house, but it seem to be mine as I woke up and went to sleep in the same house. For a while, life went on as planned. I went to a strange school where I had a whole new set of friends. No one at this school wore clothing, but we're covered in meter-long hair growing from the tops of their heads. During this dream I went home to find my biological father and my step mother (whom I have never met) having coffee and telling me that I was adopted and would have to be sent off to a private school in Oxford.. I don't think that's a actually a place, just a university.

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