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I wind up walking down a road with a man and a woman on my left and right. We're outside but on the bend of the road on the left side is like a dissected house. In the dissected house is a black silhouette of what is my child and I know it's my child. He comes into clear vision still on top of the dresser and says something. He has pale flesh, black hair, and black eyes. From there I grab him and than begin gouging his eyes out with both thumbs pressing into his eye sockets. Next I remember wrapping my hands around his ankles and I was going to slam his body against the ground to try and kill him for he was an evil child, almost like the antichrist. Before I could slam him into the road he screamed "give me back my eyes, give me back my ears!" and popped up with my hands still around his ankles and finished the dream off with going after my throat.

I dreamt about our old house. My mon and I went back to our old home located in the country. It still had some of our furniture. However, the furniture was not that old. I found a couple of items I use to teach with. Then, we went to bed in our separate room. The next day, we awaken, and I found our furniture on the outside and it had been raining. I asked mom who put the furniture on the outside and why didn't she awaken me. I would have told them not to move the furniture. Afterward my brother, who is a preacher, came by in this large bus similar to a cruise bus. We went to find this furniture outlet or place to get more furniture or see if we could get the ones that had been rain upon replace. However, it appears that we kept getting loss.

We had English all year and my ex went to the bathroom and didn't come back for 25 minutes. My teacher started to get concerned so she sent people out to look for him. As soon as they left the classroom,I got a text from my ex saying "I just shot my nose off in the bathroom with my .22 gun". I got up and ran to the bathroom. As I was running I was imagining what the scene would look like. I imagined that his nose was hanging off by a thread and it was bloody but not too bloody. As soon as I stepped foot in the bathroom,i woke up and didn't even get to see the real scene. I woke up crying and breathing heavily

I had a dream Travis R. that took me on a date. We went on a train (Kalie came with us) to Joey Graceffa's house. We went in and saw Gabby there (Gabrielle Eisterhold). Joey still had his Christmas tree up with a few ornaments on it. I asked for a picture with Joey. Then, we explored awhile while Joey was outside doing something (idk what). Meanwhile, I took a lot of selfies in his house (Lol). When he came back in, we ate some kind of pasta stuff (I forgot what exactly it was). Then we left and went by train to Ellen Degeneres' house. I remember that the inside of her house looked similar to ours (stairs were in same place, living room, kitchen, etc). All I remember next is that we went by train back home. The next day of school, Travis told everyone about it at soccer. I was watching them play. Everyone was amazed. {then I woke up} •Small details: my toenails were painted red, silver, & blue. Train number was 800.

I am in an orphanage full of girls. The hallways were so full, and I had to press through the children like I was in a can of sardines to get to a room where someone was teaching. I go into the room and the teacher and I recognize one another. She’s an Amazon woman, towering 2 feet above me. I keep thinking to myself – “She’s so tall and I’m so small.” She’s blonde, professionally dressed, and has a large book in her hands. She says, “You remember me, I was the VP of Marketing. Now I teach Marketing to 8-year olds. I heard about what the company did to you.” I rack my brain trying to think of her name, I can’t remember it, but her face is really familiar to me. Then I’m back in the hallway carrying a lot of suitcases and I’m trying to get away from the orphanage to an airport.

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