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Me and a group of close friends, were in a overgrown back garden rigged with tripwires, we go to the end to find a small box with a sim card inside, we figure out it was a key that opened a door but the door needed two. So after searching for a minute I see an out of place plank of wood, I tear it open and it reveals another door that only needs one key. We open it to discover that it opens another door leading to the next garden. The garden is the garden of my house. One of my friends sits on a chair and the rest disappear. I need to go to the toilet so start walking to my door, before I open the door, I look into the window that belongs to my room. A man is there just staring at us all not even blinking. There are knives on the table I throw a few at him but only two hit him, causing his body to explode into black and red static. He then forms back to himself again. I then see him walk away from the window. I hear him open the door then walk down the stairs. As soon as I hear him walk down the stairs I lock the door. He begins walking toward the door and as soon as he reaches it, he crouches down and pulls a key from his mouth and unlocks the door. he then proceeds to walk towards me flailing his arms. I soon realise that he can't harm me, but I reach to the table to grab two knives one a normal carving knife and the other a butcher's knife. With the carving knife I stab his arm and with the butchers knife I start slicing at his arm. He then bursts back in the black and red static. He then turns into a man holding a giant tree axe, he still cant harm me so I stab him again in the arm. He turns back into the black static again and then turns into one last person. I then stab him three more times and then he turns into static one last time

A rebellion was occurring in my ton most of the poorer people were starting a rebellion against the city. The people had guns and were preparing for a major fight. I was with a girl I didn't know and I told her we should run home, she wanted to sell her game first then go home. I called my dad to let him know to lock the house and I'd be home soon. He told me ok and if I needed him to call he'd pick me up. So we ran home from another town and got into my house but I couldn't lock the door, it wouldn't lock. I heard the gunfire down the street told my parents to hide In the basement, my mom was in the bathroom when guys with guns were at the front door. I tried to lock the door but couldn't told my mom to lock herself in the bathroom and I ran downstairs with my dad, then mom came running down because she was scared. We were just about to lock the door when my kitten was outside of the basement door I went to grab her but the men were right there I heard a shot and woke up

I was watching people from inside my cousin's house, as l was receiving visitors, i looked back and i saw my ex boyfriend in the kitchen collecting water for himself so that he could bath, i finally realized that he was half naked and i did not want people to see him like that, i wnt to ask him why he is not dressed but instead of answerin me, he asked me also why i was topless, that's when i realized that i was not wearing a top, but was not ashamed of being topless infront of him, thats when i started kissing him and i finally woke up.

Once upon a time, I lived in a warehouse (think Warehouse 13). One dreary evening I realized I was being romantically pursued by an ex boyfriend his girlfriend . I spurned their advances and hid myself away in a small pub with a male coworker of mine. Over the course of the night, I found myself getting ill, but refused to leave. We ended up embroiled in a very intense discussion about unbreakable plates and bowls with the bartender. She was a very stout woman eating sauerkraut and pita bread. Eventually, I bid them farewell and went home to my warehouse where I proceeded to put telephones down my pants. It was as I was placing a particularly lovely princess style rotary in my pant leg that I realized the moral of this little tale: After being woken by a phone call, perhaps you shouldn't force yourself back into sleep if it's not immediately forthcoming

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