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I was at my boyfriend s parents house with his parents and my family. the next minute I was killing bikeie guys and stabbing them has never felt so real. I ran to hide while I was hiding I sore my mum sister and brother hiding so I hid with them. I then ended up killing more bikes and hiding there bodies where we were hiding. after that I must not have killed them because they all came riding back and started shooting everyone. everyone died except my brother and sisters and my partners dad. when the mist me I ran through peoples backyards to try escape from them I ended in a rain forest type thing where I got away for about 10 mins the head boss ended up finding me and we ended up having sex in the water so he let me go. I went back to the house and sore that my partners dad had called some sort of detectives and before I knew it I felt as if it was all gonna happen all over again coz they fobbed them in then I woke up.

I was at my boyfriend s parents house with his parents and my family. the next minute I was killing bikeie guys and stabbing them has never felt so real. I ran to hide while I was hiding I sore my mum sister and brother hiding so I hid with them. I then ended up killing more bikes and hiding there bodies where we were hiding. after that I must not have killed them because they all came riding back and started shooting everyone. everyone died except my brother and sisters and my partners dad. when the mist me I ran through peoples back yards to try escape from them I ended in a rain forest type thing where I got away for about 10 mins the head boss ended up finding me and we ended up having sex in the water so he let me go. I went back to the house and sore that my partners dad had called some sort of detectives and before I knew it I felt as if it was all gonna happen all over again coz they fobbed them in then I woke up.

This was about something that looked like a dog but I felt this was not true. Whatever it was seemed evil. i was in a store that had been turned into our house. The glass display windows and doors were still there so everyone could see into the house. We could also see everything outside. I see a black and white dog trying to get in through the glass door. The tighter I tried to hold the door closed the easier it was for the dog to become liquid like and seep through the cracks of the door. It was able to get in far enough to nip me on the side of my face. Once the dog was inside my father came out of another room and saw a child kneeling next to my bed. I knew this was not a child. I felt the dog and transformed itself into the child. I still felt the evil in the child was the same evil that had existed when it was a dog. I kept trying to communicate this to my father but could not speak the words.

I was at my boyfriend s parents house with his parents and my family. the next minute I was killing bikeie guys and stabbing them has never felt so real. I ran to hide while I was hiding I sore my mum sister and brother hiding so I hid with them. I then ended up killing more bikes and hiding there bodies where we were hiding. after that I must not have killed them because they all came riding back and started shooting everyone. everyone died except my brother and sisters and my partners dad. when the mist me I ran through peoples backyards to try escape from them I ended in a rain forest type thing where I got away for about 10 mins the boss ended up finding me and we ended up having sex in the water so he let me go. I went back to the house and sore that my partners dad had called some sort of detectives and before I knew it I felt as if it was all gonna happen all over again coz they fobbed them in then I woke up.

I walked into H’s classroom. I was wearing jeans, and a black sweater with a zip at the top. I walked across the front of the room and then to the back right corner. I thought I saw an open seat near Pig, but as I drew nearer I noticed an article of clothing on that seat. It was taken. I then went over to the back left corner of the room, and there I found a seat. It was near Bottle Cap Guy. I talked to him a bit, but about what I can’t recall. I had a black binder on the floor. Pig sat on that binder. I said timidly, "Pig, you're sitting on my binder. That's not good." I asked her to get off it. She obliged. Later, I left the room and headed down the hall to where the stairs are – the ones that lead down to the woodshop hall. They were much larger than they are in real life, and slightly curved. Pig was coming up those stairs toward me, holding a baby. The baby looked...pristine? Pig didn't pay me much attention as she passed. After Pig, I then had to wait for a class of little kids as they made their way up the middle of the stairs. There was another class waiting to go up, but I set off down the stairs before they started up. As I went down, I saw an old man struggling mightily along the rails to get up the stairs, about 10-15 steps from the top. I debated whether I should help him, and decided he would be fine, so I continued on. There was a teacher at the bottom next to the kids, looking at me strangely. Judging me, perhaps. At the bottom of the stairs, I found myself in a sort of "Dream" Vegas. I had a sunken feeling. I was so far from getting there, and it really sunk in then. I felt depressed as I meandered around this basement casino. I thought of what it would be like to do an interview about poker. "We" was a word I imagined using in the interview...Referring to "we poker players", probably. I thought about speaking strongly rather than timidly – of being a strong character rather than a weak and pathetic one.

I was at the place I had just moved from but am still renting. It started raining on my mail, which had fallen from the mailbox to the ground. I soon found the body of myself, naked on the ground, in a fetal position, beside the mail and getting rained on. I picked "her" up and put her on the porch to slide her in the front door. I pushed her toward the door, but she slid back toward me and over the porch into a round hole about 18 feet deep that tapered inward as it went down. I felt compelled to cover in the hole, though she (I) was still alive lying down there in the fetal position. I didn't want to cover her up because that meant she would die, so I kept trying to figure out how to not do it. I woke up before I made a decision.

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