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Had a dream I skipped French class and my teacher came looking for me, when she got there they told me she needed to have a word with me and started yelling. To save me I guess, my friend Sarah told her I was pregnant and had to leave because of that reason. I wasn't, though. So I went along with iyt and my teach let me go. Then we were going baack to class or something and there was a plane falling from the sky. Like a plane crash. I never got to see it crash on the ground. But the victims. Were in somekind of warehouse and I could talk tiothem. Apparently they had ejected of the plane before it crashed.

Three days in a row i have had dreams about death. my dream last night was my mom told me is was going to die in 4 days because the ion gas level in our house was to high. all of a sudden it was four days later and my dad and i were sitting on a park bench and all of a sudden i just fall over and die. my spirit automatically left my body and i could see myself . i was lying on the ground dead with paramedics all around me. then all of a sudden i was in the room with a bunch of confused looking people along with this other lady who looked like she had been there for a long time. i started crying then just randomly stopped and asked if i could watch my memorial at my school and she said no so i started crying again.

I seem to be in a city, mind says dc, going to college. Swimming, bored. So I decide to go buy some weed. Hook up with some black dudes i had gone through before. Meet in strange graffiti out sub terrain tunnel. There is 2 of them. Other people everywhere. Get the weed, shake hands. I'm sitting on a bench and 3 more black dudes charge down the stairs. Big chrome guns catch my eye immidiately. They say, you know why we're here, to the dealers. Dead silence. They say get on the ground. I can't tell if they are talking to everyone in general or my 2 black dealers. Im becoming worried that they may think I am with them. Everybody in the tunnel lays down. I was the last to do so, very slowly, onto my side. Head towards the wall, feet towards them and slightly tucked under the bench I was sitting on. The first shot rings out, I can't see anything but I can feel sharp fragments hitting me.  Concrete?bone? Bullet? Not sure. Another shot rings out, and another. In total 12 shots ring out, all with an unnerving 2-3 second gap between them. No one screamed, nothing. I could feel the fragments and shock wave of each shot. Just the shots echoed in the tunnel. Then dead silence. I wait maybe 10 seconds before getting up. Everybody is still laying down on the ground. They only shot the 2 dealers. I exit up the stairs and into the street, holding back tears. There is a hippy girl sitting out side what I thought was the court house, or some other government building. I give her the weed.   "here" "Thank you!" "it's not worth it" I speed walk back to my college place. Go straight to the pool and jump in , letting myself float to the bottom for a long time. I ponder taking a big breath of water, but don't. I keep thinking someone is going to fish me put, but they just stand over the side and watch me. I get out of the pool and seek counsel in juniors girlfriend , who is not his girl in real life. We talk about how Scotty is in jail over herb. When josh comes in I hide my emotions and crack jokes. I wake up sweating and unnerved.

I’m lying on the ground, with blood covering my left leg, and I’m also miscarrying a child. I’m wiping up the blood on my leg with a black towel (like at work, so that stains don’t show up) that’s completely soaked through with my blood and want another towel. For some reason, I have to move from where I’m lying so I stand up and with every step I take, I cry out from the pain. Dad yells at mom each time I cry out, because he doesn’t want me in pain, but won’t come help me himself. I keep moving and keep crying out and soaking up the blood from my leg.

I dreamed that I was watching myself and my girlfriend sleep in my bedroom. The door was locked as it always is. For some reason I saw myself wake up after flowers just happened to die and fall onto my bed. As that happened, something knocked on my bedroom door. I saw myself arise out of bed and go to the door and asked who it was. There was no answer but the door was flung open and a dark figure came in and beat me til I lay motionless on the ground. I watched myself get beat up and defenseless and saw the figure take my crying girlfriend out of the room. I woke up screaming.

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