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My boyfriend Nick, a co worker and myself are being held hostage by an unknown male. We are at my parents house, alone. He seems to be mentally challenged, gets frustrated and yells orders at us. In my dads garage he has my boyfriend In a chair and has me typing out a kind of list of demands or something on the computer, I'm not sure. As I cry, I explain that my dad will be VERY angry at us for being in his garage when he gets home. The unknown bad guy laughs and says he'll get him drunk or use this, and motions at a knife in is pocket. Nervously I sit down on Nicks lap and keep typing but Nick is slowly backing us up towards the door. The attacker notices this and reaches for a cable to tie us up. I cry and ask him not to. Suddenly, we are in a different part of the house with the same chair. As the bad guy gives me orders, I motion to Nick to run for the back door, he does very quickly. As the attacker runs after him I scream for my co worker to follow me into my old bedroom and try to lock the door, but the attacker is much stronger and forces his way into the room. I beg him not to hurt us and he knocks us onto the floor. With 2 ball point pens he starts stabbing at my legs and saying "I'm gonna kill you both!" When he motions towards my co worker I scream, "please, I'll do anything!" He reaches into his pocket and grabs a handful of permanent markers. He starts writing obscene things up and down my legs. He lifts my shirt and writes "I love sex" on my stomach. Before he can actually touch me, Nick is back in the room kicking him off of me! The rest is blurry but the bad guy was gone and my co worker unscathed except for one pen mark. I climb onto what is my old bed and everyone seems fine except me. I'm uncontrollably crying. When my parents get home they don't even offer a hug. I tell my mom what he tried to do and she starts recounting stories from when I was younger saying "you've always been sexual"! Only my older brother Dustin, who I haven't seen in 3 years holds me and tells me it's ok. And it's not until my mom sees me shaking and crying and lifting my pant legs to show her, that she realizes how very real and scary it all was for me. Then I woke up.

Last night I dreamed that there was a blanket of red sand that was covering where we lived. It started a few miles away and was headed in our direction in a few days. I was at work and we had to get everything ready at the store and get people prepared via the news and word of mouth. Some guy was living in our basement and he had slept thru all the mass hysteria but woke up just as it hit our backyard. It covered the yard, the house (including the roof), the car, etc. It was just a BLANKET of extremely hot red sand. Since the power was out, Becky wanted to know if I could bbq on the porch and I told her we had to wait because there was danger with carbon monoxide poisoning if I put the grill on the porch...since the house was covered and there was no ventilation.

In my dream I awoke to a noise, my wife was asleep but could not be awaken despite my efforts. I took a shotgun and opened the door into the living room where there were two armed robbers, I shot and killed both of them. Their girlfriend s, who had been waiting outside, came in and apologized to me. They then proceeded to smoke cigarettes and do each others hair. All my friends came over and we were watching movies and talking, no one cared about me killing the robbers, it seemed common place to every one but me. The police arrived in my driveway, many of them packed tightly in a van, they never left the van, just sat there for a while then drove away. Nothing came of me killing the robbers.

My classmate called me, while I was taking a mock test for the SATs. He sounded preocupied and a bit scared. He told me he wanted to get togheter in a quiet place (he sugested the movies) so that he could tell me a very important thing about another classmate. It's important to say that I'm not close to any of them. I got out of the school I was in, my old school (where I first met this mate that now sounded confused) and, out of the blue decided to go to the closest drugstore, so I could buy a bottle of Johnny Walker. I got a lift with his mum (at least the woman told me she was his mum), again out of the blue. At the time I got to the movies, I woke up.

I at first saw this snake in my messy house- it was black with yellow stripes and it was moving from underneath some newspapers i then saw it again in my front yard underneath some leaves and jumped back scared then ordered someone to come get it then i was walking in my backyard and i happened to pick up something on the ground when i lifted it up it was the same snake- but now bigger and longer and it started showing its fangs at me as i was holding on to its tail after it showed its fangs at me i threw it down jumped back and then i woke up scared

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