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I’m in a forest with a girl it seems as she is wearing old black clothes as time passes I see she has blue pupils with cat slit eyes and fangs she actually ends up biting me in the neck at that time she had a twisted smile but as time passes before I wake up I see the worst sadness on her eyes through the dream I felt a heavy feeling. After I wake up the pain were she bit me lasted almost 2 days with no marks on my body. The thing that caught my attention was her sadness and well my neck hurt after the dream as it really got punctured by something sharp. I never seen the girl ever again at that time in my dream it felt nostalgic to see her like I knew who she was but I could not remember maybe that’s why her sadness bothered me even do that twisted smile had and intent to kill that’s what I felt till the sadness part in my dream after that it ends.

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Last night I dreamed there were two sisters; one was around five the other was about sixteen. The older one had dark colored skin (a few degrees darker than caramel, but not as dark as chocolate) with brown eyes and thick black hair that fell to her back. I never actually saw the younger one, but she had a presence. I was wearing this white dress with a ribbon around the middle. I was suppose to protect them both from a stalker, I think I was hired. The stalker had already gotten to them once and it resulted in the older sister getting raped and now he was trying to get to them both, whether to kill them or worse. Anyways, we were moving quickly to another safe house. When we got there we rushed inside because I thought we were being followed. Inside the House was almost all white, even the steps on the staircase (of which there was only one). There were no lamps and the only light seemed to come from a large window above the door we just entered. The light illuminated the wall we were facing which had only three things of note. One a staircase, which was also white to the point where you wouldn’t be able to see it without the shadowed outline of the steps. Two, a romanesque doorway with no door that was to the left of the staircase. Three, a white door at the top of the staircase. The only color was the floor, which was a glossy, rich deep reddish-brown wood. There was a banging from the door behind us and without turning around we ran up the staircase and through the door at the top. as the door swung shut I saw the Man and about twenty others, dressed as security personnel, siege the House. He was older and tall with salt with pepper hair and dark, glittering, eyes that were so dark you couldn’t tell where the pupil was. His face was lined, though not heavily, a little around the eyes and mouth. I saw a lot before the door closed. We faced another problem in the shape of three identical doors. We chose one at random and continued to flee through the House. Door after door after identical door we ran. eventually we came to a small room. It looked like a child’s bedroom, the walls were purple and pink and there was a twin bed covered with stuffed animals. There were two windows that I planned to be our escape. Before we could leave I had to go back and lock all the doors we came through. This was of vital importance in the dream because i thought it would buy us time. So I told the girls to stay put and back I went through the endless maze of doors, back to the first door. As I locked it, I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and knew I didn’t have much time. So I quickly worked backwards hoping the locked doors would slow them down and I would have time to make it back to the girls and out of the window. One of the doors lead to a pale bedroom with a king sized bed and with a pair of french doors on one side that would serve as my shortcut. I turned my back to lock the door, but it took longer to lock because the hinges were loose so I had to lift the door to lock it. As I turned towards the doors that were to be my escape, I panicked… They were blocked. A white vanity covered my only other escape route. The top of the vanity was covered with small nick-nacks such as glass bottles, small statues, books, and jewelry. I didn’t know how it could have happened because a few minutes before the doors were unobstructed. I rush over to move it out of the way, knowing I spent too much time already because I could hear doors faintly crash open behind me. I notice that no matter how hard I pushed against the table it wouldn’t budge, fear seized me when I noticed it was bolted to the floor. I was confused and terrified. Confused because I didn’t know how the vanity could have moved there or how it could have been bolted down without me knowing; terrified because my only other means of escape was through the door I just locked. A chuckle filled the room. It was deep and cold and numbing all at once and what was worse was that it wasn’t from me. I turned to see the Man leaning against the frame of the door behind me. “What do we have here?” His voice was accented, British, I think. He sounded amused and curious, though, like I was some strange animal not behaving as it should. He approached me with swagger and nonchalance, knowing very well that I was trapped and well past the state of panic and barely keeping it together. I knew then what it was like to be a cornered animal; standing in front of him stock still, heartbeat rising along with adrenaline. While I was panicking he just smiled at me. It was a predatory smile and I slowly started backing away. I knew I could not go anywhere, he knew it too, and his smile widen when I ran into the vanity. the baubles on top jangled. When he got within arms reach and politely said, “Pleasure to meet you.” That snapped me out of whatever weird, hypnotic fear I was in and I reacted instinctively and impetuously. I reached behind me and grabbed statue from the vanity behind me. He was shocked and stumbled back. Using this to my advantage I foolishly tried to move the vanity. I heard a laugh behind me. He had recovered and was chuckling at my sad attempts at escape. I was still facing away from him and a sense of hopelessness washed over me. I felt him come up behind me and say, “Are you quite done?” I lowered my head and I felt his hand on my shoulder as he slowly made me face him. He took out this wickedly sharp knife and started playing with my dress. “Such a shame to ruin such a lovely dress.” The blade pierced the fabric at the back of the dress and I felt the cool metal graze my skin. I could not take it anymore so I turn around and tried to get as far away from him as possible. I made my way across the room hoping to unlock the door on the other side. I only got a few steps before my legs gave out and I sank to the floor. I sat there, holding what was left of my tattered dress to by body, as he walked around me. He crouched down and I looked up at him. I was so afraid I was tearing up “Please, don’t. Just please.” He just smile and touched my face, I tried to flinch but he held my head in place. “Come now, that’s enough of that.” he said, and he drew my face towards his and then… I woke up.

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I was in a room surrounded by people. I could actually feel there presence. I was on the ground on my knees I dont know why though. And someone came from behind me and whispered something. I dont know what it was but it terrified me. And then he bite my neck and I felt it...it seemed so real. And when he was done. I went in a fetal position gasping for air and my teeth all looked sharp like shark teeth. I ran out the door but I tried running fast but I couldn't it felt like something was holding me back. After that I woke up.

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I was in a room surrounded by people i could actually feel there presence i was on the ground on my knees i dont know why though and someone came from behind me and whispered something i dont know what it was but it terrified me and then he bite my neck and i felt it it seemed so real and when he was done i went in a fetal position gasping for air and my teeth all looked sharp like shark teeth i ran out the door but i tried running fast but i couldn\'t it felt like something was holding me back after that i woke up

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I was on the street with some friends and we were in part of a "game". men with guns would pat us on the stomach and if they thought we were pregnant they would shoot us in the head. I got shot, the gun was pointed at my head - touching it, he pulled the trigger, i was sobbing, i could feel the bullet enter my skull – a sharp quick pain that immediately disappeared - then after about 2 seconds everything went black and was very calming, it was like I could feel the bullet in my brain whizzing around. i then fell to the ground and passed out. Only to get back up again... this happened about 4-5 times. always the same outcome and feeling. i was always shot in the head on my left hand side as i looked away from the killer. each time i was shot i was seeing everything from my eyes... the blackness that came over me, the calm feeling and then the sensation of passing out and falling over. the last time i got shot i passed out and got back up, yelling "Im not playing anymore" and walked down the street with someone. what does this mean?

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