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I was at my church or at least it looked like my church..it also looked like a school. but there was some type of concert going on more like a choir singing. I was in a separate room bc the last time they had something at the church there was a shooting but the shooters didn’t go into that particular room that I was in..i figured I would be safe just in case something happened again. It was a little girl and myself in the room then all of a sudden there were about 10 more people in the room. Then a guy comes in with a AK and asks if we were cold then he just started shooting...i wasn’t hit but I fell and played dead when he started shooting. He was so mad he just kept shooting. For some reason he looked familiar but I have no clue who it was.

Last night i dreamt that i went to get a new tattoo. i wanted it on my left ankle, and i was getting the words “you can forget the past” or something like that (i can’t remember the exact words but it was a bit weird). i went to the tattoo place with my mum and the guy said “yeah that’ll probably be around £150 or something” and we sat and waited for ages and then i got called up and the guy showed me the design and was like, “this is right, isn’t it?” and he’d written this entirely different quote that was really long, and it had smiley faces around it that were coloured fluorescent pink, green, and yellow. i was like “um, no. this is the quote, please just put this quote on my left ankle” and he said “we only do it on the right ankle” and i was like oh well fine then and sat down and he did the tattoo and when i looked at it finished he’d done my quote but added more words before and after it and put the weird smiley faces around it. and yeah i left and i was really upset and i was crying so much, and my mum was like “well do you want it removed?” and i said no but i wanted to complain and get my money back and yeah it was distressing and i was sobbing violently and was really upset about my ugly tatt.

My father gave me a bag full of exotic like fish filled with water, they type you may see in a Japanese pond perhaps? There were about four of them, including the good sized catfish that broke out of the bag and clamped onto my shoe with bite a few times to make sure its fangs really dug in and got me, trying to hurt me, I was wearing shoes so it did not hurt so bad. . Naturally I kicked the fish on my shoe up against some type of thing in order to kill it since it was obviously trying to harm me. I felt its bite loosening every kick I made. When I finished with that I noticed that the other fish in the bag had lost too much water and I needed to direly put them in the water. The pond was the only solution though I didnt know how it would turn out... or if they would survive with the other fish or in the type of water, I had to take the chance of throwing them in with the others, I looked as closely watching to see if it turned out bad or good, hoping for the best .. to my surprise it looked serene as far as I could see, no fighting. I saw fish eating out of a special spot just for them with what seemed to be food placed especially for them. They seemed very content and taken care of well. It was a beautiful pond... similar to a coy fish pond, but this one had much more types of life.

I am in a group of people on some sort of mission. We seem to have conquered our enemies in the immediate environment, when someone decides to investigate a building. A fight a man with a sword, but he appears friendly and convinces us that we don't have to fight. Some say he cannot be trusted however. We decided to use his help to investigate the rest of the house. A portly comrade, a black guy, and I investigate the house with him. The black guy appears to be meddlesome, and I tell him to wait outside using some physical force to push him back in the process with a stick against his chest. The new acquaintance appears harmless, and I leave the rest of the investigation to the portly fellow and the acquaintance. Standing outside, I see the man who first attacked me with a sword coming out of the building with the face of the portly fellow pasted on his face. Everyone is enraged at the treachery and they take the man for judgment. They later inform me that he was beheaded and that the black guy was exiled for insubordination I felt pitty for the black guy because he appeared very distressed about the death of his portly comrade.

My father gave me a bag full of exotic like fish filled with water, they type you might see in a Japanese pond perhaps? There were about four of them, including the good sized catfish that broke out of the bag and clamped onto my shoe with bite a few times to make sure its fangs really dug in and got me, trying to hurt me, I was wearing shoes so it did not hurt so bad. . Naturally I kicked the fish on my shoe up against some type of thing in order to kill it since it was obviously trying to harm me. I felt its bite loosening every kick I made. When I finished with that I noticed that the other fish in the bag had lost too much water and I needed to direly put them in the water. The pond was the only solution though I didnt know how it would turn out... or if they would survive with the other fish or in the type of water, I had to take the chance of throwing them in with the others, I looked as closely watching to see if it turned out bad or good, hoping for the best .. to my surprise it looked serene as far as I could see, no fighting. I saw fish eating out of a special spot just for them with what seemed to be food placed especially for them. They seemed very content and taken care of well. It was a beautiful pond... similar to a coy fish pond, but this one had much more types of life.

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