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Ever since i was a little kid, i see a couple houses... and doors.. many things. a door with "266" on it. and i feel dread and guilt, and sadness. i see trees that are wet. and a glass house with plants in it, with a tile floor, and wooden counters in it. i also see a white house with "1210" as the street address with a window at the top, and inside that window are wooden shingles on the ceiling with white walls, and grey carpet. there are things written on the walls. and the room is thrashed, clothing everywhere. what do these things mean? i see them when i meditate, and or sleep.

Okay so I was locked in a room with two christmas trees and two other people in the room with me. We are all girls. The dream took place in Russia. The man who captured us was outside in another home and he was violent and scary. Fast forward. At one point me and the two other girls were trying to escape. The man was on the outside trying to keep us in while we were fighting back. At one point i discovered a window that was right next to what was going on and I opened it. Then it fast forwards and the man is standing under it in water. We start pouring a orange liquid kind of like soap all oveer his face and he starts to drown and the next thing you know he turns into a little Chinese boy slowly floating to the bottom of the water with the orange stuff covering his face but you could hear him screaming.

I'm standing in a dead, yellow meadow. The outskirts if the five acre meadow are lined with healthy oak trees. A wind stirrs the trees, but I do not feel it. A faceless (not masked) man in blue jeans and a black turtle neck sweater approaches me with a handgun. At first it is an unassuming gesture, gun at his side. As he gets closer he takes aim. I begin to fear. The anxiety builds until he shoots me; fist in the stomach and then in the head. Instead of waking I float above us as he slices my body with a filet knife. I still feel the pain when I awake.

I am on the run from a place like a school, my persuer is at a park looking for me, i crawl away with a slide between us so they dont see me, I then come to an old freinds house, they offer me a jacket that they cant find, then a policeman shows up at the door, and i hide in a hole in the floor and he searches the house the whole while the hole is open, he walks by just inches away and i am sure he sees me but he continues his seach and leaves empty handed, i then leave the hole and ask for some guns but then refuse to take one, i leave the house, along a road, but then turn onto some train tracks with a biridge between a row of trees.

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