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A beautiful room, a strange man, only we both in the room with light teasing, and there was some water dripping from the ceiling on to the bed and i was teasing him abt it falling on his side of the bed. next was v both sleeping on the floor with me resting my head on his chest, running my fingers on his chest. he was talking some incident that had ruptured his intestine and stomach. also he had never been married and loved me and wanted to marry me, ( i m a widow 50 yrs), his father liked me and told him abt me, his brother married with teenage daughters, who take like me and want to show me around. also they are very rich. v all go to a temple and he is very protective abt me, and all tease how besotted he is with me. THEN I WOKE UP BUT IT SEEMED VERY REAL, I COULD FEEL THE HAIR ON HIS CHEST, BUT FACE I DONT REMEMBER.

The other night I had a dream that I was holding my unborn child. I miscarried earlier this year so I assume it is that child I am holding. and I am shop0ping for baby clothes with my ex- boyfriend . and my ex- boyfriend gets shot. and they take him to the hospital. and then I see myself running with the child while trying not to be shot my someone else. then I get into a room with 2 other children in it and I lay on the floor next to the bed with my child on my chest. and I go to sleep

The other night I had a dream that I was holding my unborn child. I miscarried earlier this year so I assume it is that child I am holding. and I am shopping for baby clothes with my ex- boyfriend and he picks up a blue and white long sleeved shirt and then put it back. Then my ex- boyfriend gets shot and was bleeding. and they put him in a car and I got in with him. Then I see myself running with the child while trying not to be shot my someone else. then I get into a room with 2 other children in it and I lay on the floor next to the bed with my child on my chest.

I walked dowwntown at night by myself past a store a few times. The store was set below street level and you had to walk down a staircase to get to it. A few other young peoplevwent in there but I never did. Eventually I walked back to a car, and a middle-aged Native man that O didn't know was standing under a the light of a street lamp near the car. He had long dark hair that was tied back in a pony tail, and was wearing light wash dirty jeans and an old grey, dark green, and red sweatshirt. He tried to talk to me but I jumped in the car and locked the doors. I hid on the floor curled up so he couldn't see me. Facts about kidnapping went through my mind. I tried to call my dad but then I tried calling 911. No one answered the phone. I cpuldn't drive away because I didn't have the keys or a driver's license that allows me to drive alone. At some point the Native man got in the car but I don't know how. I didn't let him in and he didn't open the door. He started driving the car away and I asked him to let me go, but he wouldn't. He was now wearing a blue button down shirt and his hair was down. He staryed talking to me, and told me he was taking me somewhere nut wouldn't say where. I thought about more kidnapping statistics and that I probably would never see my parents again. I tried to figure out how to escape but I couldn't think of any solutions.

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