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I have had this dream before but not in years. I was being chased by these people who were family but I think they were vampires. My mom and brother were captured but my sister, who did not look anything like my sister, had already been turned and had to chase me. There was something special about me that they needed apparently. I could fight, but not very well, so I ran. Oh and everyone in my family did not look like my actual family. But my vampire sister chased me around what looked like a New York style of Coralville. At some point I found my dad, who apparently I have not seen in forever, and he had a car and let me drive it. My friends called me while driving and were saying my dad's cars are always the best. And then we got home which was one bedroom only and that was it. That was the house. That one room. It was cluttered with old stuff of mine and my dads stuff. My sister found me, dad disappeared, and I ran again. I went in a circle and hid under the bed. There were 2 or 3 other people there who were my friends and tried to confuse my sister, which worked for a little bit. But then found me and I found an old song that I had written that my dad had kept. It had interesting metaphors. I read it and my sister started to cry. And I realized something. My dad came in, saw the song which he had constructed something that when you looked at it, the objects made the lyrics. And he started to sing it, but in this evil like, angry voice. And I told him that it made my sister cry and I realized he was behind it all, and my sister came onto my side.

I dreamt I was at a spa when it was time for the bikini wax there was a man trying to take a look. He was shoved outside. When it was done everything was well done from head to toe, that I asked for their business cards, I did'nt give them mine although I had it in my mind to give them. Anyway that journey ended and immediately I began another. I was walking along the streets of New York at least I thought it was then it looked like a street I used to go shopping or walking along. I was trying to find home, a place I used to live with a friend who passed away. The phone number I was trying to remember was his.I was feeling sick and I was wanted him to come and pick me up. My now husband showed up somehow and repeated the number but said it fast I could not understand. I could not call. Lately I have been feeling a little pressure in my heart, and my friend did pass away from heart failure. Does it mean that he is talking to me, but its not my time to go yet. Help me understand.

I lived in New York. Everything was normal. Until I somehow teleported into a Desert. Watching other human beings become eaten by the sand somehow. As I was able to escape and go back to the city. I had realized I was the last person of Earth. For some reason I had armor and a watch. I roamed around the city for answers. Until I finally gave up and decided to simply die. As I looked at my watch one last time in darkness as it glowed in the dark. I had flashbacks of the Rugrats show coming rapidly. With a vivid memory of me hugging someone in Kindergarden as all the other kids had become silent after talking very loud. And then I woke up.

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