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Well my dream was about some guys breaking into my house and shot me in the arm, my sister, brother and mother was home. my brother was down stairs with me and i told him to go upstairs and call the police. while i was downstairs with all the men who shot me in my arm. i start to talk to them and tell them why they should not do this, after that they put down there guns and they helped me by wrapping a shirt around my arm so i will fill less painful. they shot me and then they helped me, its something about that, that i wonder why they did that instead of just shooting me to make me die

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Alright, in my dream, there were three people: Me, my bestfriend Sabrina, and our kidnapper. Me and Sabrina were in a dark cave, with our hands tied behind our back, about 15 ft apart. The kidnapper was on top of me, raping me. I screamed alot and I remember that it was very painful. In the dream i was crying. When the kidnapper got off me, he walked over and moved on to Sabrina. Our kidnapper was a tall, unidentafiable, white man. He climed on top of Sabrina and began to rape her. I screamed for him to stop but he didn't listen. Sabrina was crying and screaming. She kept yelling for me to help her but i couldnt get untied. I remember feeling helpless and wanting to save her. Then the kidnapper took out a gun and shot her. Once she was shot, she quit screaming. I remeber there benig a long silence and me finally being able to untie my hands. I ran out of the cave. When i woke up from this dream, I cried for two hours because I thought my bestfriend was dead. But it was only a dream.

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It was a diffeerent time period, and i was riding a bike on a dirt road, past fields, and stuff. really nice. on my way to visit my sister. Got to this old town, buildings made of stone. my sister wasnt home, so i went into this shop to kill time. then all of a sudden me and the shop keepers, were rushed out of the buiding. and brought to what i think was a roof top. to hide. after a few hours i heard my son calling me. frantically. I waved him over to wear i was. and we just huddled. few hours later, we were put into this old car. trying to get away. He were kinda in between my legs, and then we started getting shot at. I got shot 3 times, and slumped over onto him. I told him to stay there not to move, untill everyone was gone. I hoped my dead body would hide his so would live. then i woke up.. I beleive it was the 1930's and we may have been jewish. which I am not.

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