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I was ice skating with my good friend melanie. i was holding her hand and we were both laughing and it was a good time. I was playing with her kid and just being myself. her kid byron fell down so i went to go pick him up. When i went to do so he had turned into a fat black kid. i helped him up anyways. he started to skate a little bit but kept falling. each time he would fall i would get it up. then some stranger started asking for money. i told him i had no money to gie him. he said he knew i was lying and started to fight me. i looked around for melanie but she was in the bleachers with all of her kids, smiling at me. i got away from the stranger. I looked back to where melanie was but she was gone and i couldn't find her.

I was standing above hills, water was rushing over them like a tidal wave, i could see as it came over each hill getting closer to me, it was moving fast.... then it felt as if i were in a glass house as i was enclosed behind doors but could see outside in all directions around me.... the water kept coming towards me bursting through the double doors, rushing around, and pass me, bursting out through the front doors..... some drained back in to fill the room with about a foot of water but we were standing on a low platform above the water..... what could this mean????

I was with some two men I just met and also with some of my siblings then we split up into cars to go to a different location but I ended up in a car with none of my siblings and with one of the guys we just met. Then there was also another girl in the car with us and she put something in her eyes. Then the girl was chasing me trying to throw sand and dirt in my eyes so she can hurt me. I was on the hood of the truck when she through the dirt up in my eyes and it blew back in hers but her eyes were protected from the solution she put in them before. Next thing I know she and I were both choking one another trying to break each others necks. Then I think I broke hers but then she turned into a little blond doll but she was still a human. As I was holding her little broken body in my hands I could feel her broken bones and broken wind pipe in her body. I was trying to get help from a friends kids at there house.

I WAS AT WORK AND I MISSED A EMERGENCY CUSTOMER CALL. I PLAYED LIKE IT WE HAD A BAD CONNECTION AND HUNG UP. I THEN WENT OUTSIDE TO MY CAR BUT THE PARKING LOT WAS NOT AT MY WORK LOCATION BUT IN THE BACKYARD OF A HOUSE IN MY OLD NEIGHBORHOOD. THERE WAS A MAN WITH A GUN THAT I KNEW BUT DID NOT KNOW HIM. HE SHOT MY CAR. I DROVE OFF AND HE FOLLOWED ME. THEN A FRIEND WHO IS ALSO A CO-WORKER SAW ME AND ASKED WHAT WAS WRONG WITH MY CAR. THEN THE MAN SHOWED UP AND THREATENED TO SHOOT HER.

I'm at my grandma's beach house, a place that is very meaningful to me as in I might have my ashes spread there one day. I am looking down at the steps I have to get walk down and only view the stair case. I don't look up to see the beach or anything just the numerous amount of stairs I have to endure. When I look down at my feet I see that I am wearing roller blades. I hold onto the railing with my hands and inch forward ever so slightly with my feet. I make it safely to one step as I suddenly take a nasty spill on the landing deck (about 10 stair fall) I pick myself up and see all the stairs that are left for me to fall down. However when I am living this dream I am not seeing this first hand when I start to fall I see myself fall as an outsider creeping in the beach grass. When I go to pick myself up is when I creep back into first perspective. As I pick myself up and nurse my cuts and bruises is when I wake up.

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