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I dreamed that I went down to the kitchen table and saw all kinds of money on the table. There were five dollar bills, ten dollar bills, fifty dollar bills. The colours on the bills were very bright. There were red bills, blue bills, green bills,purple bills and brown bills. I picked up one of the stacks of money and was talking to my dad about who left the money on the table. I don't know who left the money on the table, but I picked up the money and woke up.

In my dream, a family member of mine passed away. My mother went away to go help out the person who died's immediate family. She left me with a man I don't know or recognize but I treated him as a father figure. This man is really troubled by the death and lashes out on anyone who comes to our house. My cousin, the son of the deceased, comes to my house in the night with a gang of other dudes and they have knives. As soon as they open the front door, one of them points a knife to my neck and says, "It's killing time." I try to yell that I didn't kill the family member, but it seems as if they're still going to kill me.

I was in a shop and I wanted to buy a paysafecard. But the shopkeeper gave me a card for my phone and I told him nooo I want a paysafecard not a card for my phone. Then somehow somehow someone won 5000 phones in that shop [ it was a girl ]. When we got out I asked to let me pick one and she didn't want to share them. So I chased her and she started doing things. Like he was saying the police that I wanted to hurt her because I was chasing her and etc. but I always got away. Then she told her father [ he looked really rich and strong socially ] and he told to the police again and they all started chasing me. Then I got hidden in a random shop and the shopkeeper told me to hide under the desk. Then the girl was actually chasing me too. I could do anything if I wanted too and the shopkeeper revealed me some stones which were really similar to each other and it was like a map. After a while, when I was flying her father caught me. I started kicking him and he wouldn't let me go. He told me " act like nothing was happened, and you will be saved " and then I woke up. All those things happened near my neighborhood in a place that I go almost every week. What could this mean?

It's a puzzle. That I've never seen the front of. It's a puzzle. That's a mystery to all but one. It's a puzzle. That is much bigger than me. I look at the other pieces, Connected. Sitting snugly within Their own places. And then I see the hooks. The hooks that I have screwed into my own hands. They hurt. But they're the only way To stay. To connect. How I wish I could unscrew the hooks, And fall to the floor, To be kicked under the cabinet. But I'm afraid. That if I let go, The pieces around me will let go. That if I let go, There will be a rippling effect. That will darken my corner of the puzzle And those around me will no longer fit snugly into their place. The hooks hurt my hands. They always have my attention. Pulling. Bleeding. But they'll stay screwed in, Holding on to my place. My place in the puzzle.

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