Dreams office

I was searching for a job in an old English village—complete with brick buildings and cobblestone paths—and I came across one store and told them I could stand out front and advertise the business to costumers. They reject me, so I went and found a comic book store ; the staff seemed to like me, but weren't sure about hiring me so I demonstrated my abilities and I had customers coming in, with a few exceptions. One of the guys who worked there said I should be hired and asked the boss—who was deaf—if I could and the boss told him they'd talk in his office. The store itself had costumes, comic books, actions figures and a movie screening room. I went back out in front of the store and proceeded to show a young boy with a skateboard in when members of the last store came back and we got into a fistfight—I was winning, but a couple of them held me down and cracked an egg on my back.

I worked in a real estate company with nice people. I was in a pleasant meeting. I had nice sweaters in a drawer , and, was also meeting with guitarists. There were colorful ribbons to choose from to tie my straps together. My boss was kind and was giving me the whole office for an art show of my paintings and sculptures. They had all had amazing ski vacations.

I show up at my job. Both my wrists are cut and bleeding. I make my way to the manager’s office and there I see Joe and Dianne. As I reveal my bleeding wrists I tell them, "Thank you for making it so clear to me that this is what life is like and will always be like. Thank you for making it so clear that I can't keep living my life like this." As my sobs and tears increase both Joe and Dianne just stood there and did nothing. Then in burst the meat manager Sammy and Tony who also works in Meat. Both of them confronted Joe and Dianne. Sammy punched Joe twice on the face yelling at him and asking him why the hell he hasn’t called the ambulance or even tried to help me his ‘adopted daughter,’ and Tony was yelling and cursing at Dianne asking her the same thing apart from the adopted daughter part. While they were doing this before I could collapse from the loss of blood; the produce manager and closest friend that I have at Safeway came in a lifted me into his arms. As I looked up at him my eyes growing heavy, I knew that anyone who looked into my eyes could see that they were dead, that I had already giving up on life. As I looked up towards his face I was shocked for there I saw tears in his eyes that were threatening to fall. His face filled with concern, worry, heartbreak, and anger. He carried me to his car and drove me to the Hospital. Before arriving at the hospital I said to Chris in a weak whisper, "Please forgive me Chris. I know that I told you that I would try but I just can’t take this anymore. I know that you must hate me and are upset that this is what I have chosen but please know and understand that I am finally at peace and finally free." As we pull up to the hospital he turns his head in my direction and says in a soothing and worried voice, "Don’t you dare talk that way Danielle. Don't you dare give up. Don’t you know how many people will be crushed to have lost you? I know that I will be grieving beyond belief. You matter Danielle and are love by so many people. Don’t throw that away because Safeway is treating you like shit, but that doesn’t mean that you need to allow yourself to give up on your life and all that you will be missing out on. Please don’t," He then comes over to the passenger side door lifts me into his arms and says with such sincerity that I have never heard him use, “Don’t give up on life. You will be greatly missed by so many, and you will undoubtedly will be greatly missed by me.” He then kisses me gently on the forehead and then runs in as fast as he can while carrying me. As we enter he calls for help and we are surrounded but before I pass out and hope I am finally dead and at peace, I see his haunting tear streaked face drilled and captured in my mind and the last thing I see. The crushed, worried, concerned, grieving, angry, and a hint of love, all emotions written on Chris’s face as my eyes close and I feel death coming most of me wanting it to come now, but the image of Chris making a small part of me hoping for life to give me a second chance. That is when I wake up from this dream/ nightmare.

I was in a docters office wating to get a breast job .

I was a the doctors office and my boyfriend and ex boyfriend were there. i found out that i was having a baby girl and that it was my ex boyfriend s.