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After coming home late my house was quiet so I just went straight to bed. When I woke the next morning I noticed my house was too quiet so I went searching for my children. I found the nanny was killed in a room. This made my feeling like in a panic. I continued searching and found my eldest son in his room. He told me that someone broke down the door and killed the nanny and took his sisters. He told me that one guy asked him where Hailey was. I started to cry and asked him if he told them. He did tell them where she was. He told me that the neighbor took Hailey and a white guy took his other sister. That when I noticed a box of cat litter in his room. I knew it was from the garage so I told my husband that the kidnappers much of gone through the garage.

Dream kept repeating in certain parts. I was constantly back at the house. Different things happened every time I was at the house. Entered via bathroom (peach with darker door but not too dark). There was just a toilet in the room and I think a window to the right of me. Hole in the door. Dog in other room would see me and put his nose through the hole and sniff. I'd dread opening the door to the dog, but I'd do it and calm it down by stroking it. It was silky smooth. The last time I visited the house, the dog saw me through the hole and as I expected, went to put his nose in the hole and sniff, but he burst down the door instead and ended up right in front of me. This room was grey. Grey walls with photo frames (gold maybe) and grey floorboards. They all looked cracked and the wallpaper looked worn and cracked. There was no furniture in the room, though I think there might have been one set of drawers that were black in a vintage style but very worn and old. On the bottom far left was a door frame without a door. I never went through this door, but I did look out of it. There was a landing which led round to a flight of stairs going down. This landing and the stairs were also grey and worn exactly like the room I was in. Back near to the left of the bathroom there was another room. This door frame actually had a door, which was always open a few inches and looked like there was light shining into the room. I was always too scared to enter that room or to leave the grey room at all. Every time I ended up at this house the dog was a different colour. Once it was black with white spots. Another time, white, golden and black with black spots and smaller ears/nose. Another time it was white with long brown floppy ears. But I knew it was always the same dog. I know it was a male dog. He was always very on edge and almost hyper flighty. Only I could calm him down by stroking him. But he was always scared in some way and really jumpy. And so was I. I was scared of a man, incase he came to the room. I was scared he'd be in this house, but never knew if he was or not. One time, I was riding a bike that was too big. The handle bars were way too high and when I was pedalling my knees were coming up to my cheeks. I was cycling around Manchester early on a morning. People were going to work on the trams (which looked more square and red) and there were buskers dotted along the tram lines. One man made a couple of quid in less than a minute. He also looked poor but he was good at busking. I was cycling along these tramlines and near Arndale then suddenly I was riding down a hill in Easington Colliery and ended up in the bathroom of this house again. One time, people were in the house, 2 girls and a boy walking down the stairs away from me and I had a guitar and threw it to them. They were then gone.

I was standing at the top of some stairs on a structure in the woods and a girl was sitting there also when I begain to howl at the wilderness in pride like a wolf, maybe to show off. Then a grey wolf came to kill me. I tried to close the door but it wasnt a very sturdy door, and didnt even cover the whole opening. I killed it with my bare hands when it got in. I stepped back out on that patio area again and howled again .Another wolf came but it was white this time, but I pulled out my switch bladed knife that I keep in my pocket and killed it. I stepped out and howled again. A third wolf came and I picked up another knife still in the plastic, and opened it in preperation but realized that many were comming, so I hid in an inner room and was safe. I thought that I'd wait until morning when they would leave, but was safe.

At a wedding suddenly feel a huge pimple on my face. I start looking for a less active bathroom and find one down some stairs. I go in thinking I'm the only one in there. I all of a sudden have to pee so I fin a stall. That's when I hear someone else in the bathroom. A man and is in there waiting on his girlfriend who is also in there. There are mirrors everywhere all of a sudden. I can see her she can see me. I'm sitting on the toilet but she can only see my face. She wishes me well then they leave. I finish on the toilet and get up to examine my face. This thing is huge and all I have to do is stretch the skin to make pus stream out. I see some kind of face clay stuff to my right and want to use it but it belongs to someone who knows how to run the machine and use it. A cleaning person tells ms she will be in in the morning and I can schedule an appointment.

I woke up and i had to go to work but for some reason everyone was making me late when i told my mom i needed to leave and she made me do things for him like chores and i would start to do them and then i realized that i couldn't be doing all this stuff i needed to go to work so then i tried to find another ride with someone else and the same thing kept happening, finally i realized for some reason i was not going to make it to work so i just didn't go and i didn't even call my work to tell them i wasn't coming in and then the next morning when i went into work and nobody said anything to me about not coming to work the day before

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