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My boyfriend Nick, a co worker and myself are being held hostage by an unknown male. We are at my parents house, alone. He seems to be mentally challenged, gets frustrated and yells orders at us. In my dads garage he has my boyfriend In a chair and has me typing out a kind of list of demands or something on the computer, I'm not sure. As I cry, I explain that my dad will be VERY angry at us for being in his garage when he gets home. The unknown bad guy laughs and says he'll get him drunk or use this, and motions at a knife in is pocket. Nervously I sit down on Nicks lap and keep typing but Nick is slowly backing us up towards the door. The attacker notices this and reaches for a cable to tie us up. I cry and ask him not to. Suddenly, we are in a different part of the house with the same chair. As the bad guy gives me orders, I motion to Nick to run for the back door, he does very quickly. As the attacker runs after him I scream for my co worker to follow me into my old bedroom and try to lock the door, but the attacker is much stronger and forces his way into the room. I beg him not to hurt us and he knocks us onto the floor. With 2 ball point pens he starts stabbing at my legs and saying "I'm gonna kill you both!" When he motions towards my co worker I scream, "please, I'll do anything!" He reaches into his pocket and grabs a handful of permanent markers. He starts writing obscene things up and down my legs. He lifts my shirt and writes "I love sex" on my stomach. Before he can actually touch me, Nick is back in the room kicking him off of me! The rest is blurry but the bad guy was gone and my co worker unscathed except for one pen mark. I climb onto what is my old bed and everyone seems fine except me. I'm uncontrollably crying. When my parents get home they don't even offer a hug. I tell my mom what he tried to do and she starts recounting stories from when I was younger saying "you've always been sexual"! Only my older brother Dustin, who I haven't seen in 3 years holds me and tells me it's ok. And it's not until my mom sees me shaking and crying and lifting my pant legs to show her, that she realizes how very real and scary it all was for me. Then I woke up.

My dream started as a gathering of people looking at a building with a large wooden double door. The door opened and a woman of middle age wearing a flowing white and light blue robe type dress began to float out of the door with her arms slightly outstretched but low on her body(about even with her waist). She gives off a peaceful happy feeling but she seemed sad. All the people were excited and talking to one another as she emerged. I see a batch of horses near by and sneak away to visit them. Four of. the horses were brown with white blazes but one was white. Not pure white but a muddled dusty white. As I ran to greet the horses they began to frolic and play. I ran looked to the white horse and it was as if we communicated that we wanted to play.. I darted for the nearest tree as fast as I could. The horses bolted towards me in play. The white horse was in the lead and ran closely past the tree and I and ahead of it was a wire or cord dangling across two trees. The white horse jumped the wire and fell off a small 50ft cliff and crash landed in a parking lot for an industrial complex. The horse couldn't stand up. I screamed and looked around for help and several gaurd men ran angrily towards me so I ran. A girl around early 20's said she would help me so I ran with her to her house. Once we were inside we could hear guardsmen yelling and getting closer. The girl opens the door and said my name and that I was inside. They rushed in as I hid next to the couch . I thought to make myself invisible and it worked. The gaurd stood looking me directly in my face but could not see me. They left and I ran.

Somehow a man on my subway stole something of mine. This man leaped off the train on to the platform and across the tracks on to a long stretch of grass covered land, like a park. my younger sister and I sprinted after him and the park area seemed to last forever! she knew I was fast so she kept shoving me forward trying to help me, but I kept tripping and falling! the man, about mid 20s, hopped on a random bike and pedaled away faster but I kept chasing him until we reached a grand old building and bust through the glass doors into a long room with dozens and dozens of elevators. I saw the man jump in one, but I could tell which one or where he would get off! I tried counting the dings while my sister hopped in another and left me. I don't know what happened next but the I knew I was searching for him on a college campus and ended up on a terrifying scavenger hunt for dusty paintings and broken trinkets that where given to me through cryptic messages left around and I remember being so afraid but still helping others even though I had no clue who they were or why they were there.

Friends come to visit in my current home and the ceilings begin to pour down rain inside through out the house so I pull down the attic stairs of the hallway (which my house doesn't have) and climb into the attic to find the leak, only instead I find a room I've never seen before and its full of treasures, antiques and I find my self being captivated by these treasures of antiques, furniture, etc. The room is well built and sturdy no leaks and appears to be built of cedar, no dust or spider webs as if it has been keep an preserved. a marvelous discovery.

I was with a sister and a friend. Their faces were blurry, so I couldn't recognize them at all. I just knew who they were. We were in my grandparents old house, and it was a perfect match to what it was in real life. My parents were upstairs sleeping, and us 3 stayed downstairs until later. We saw on the news that morning that it was the "Night of the Savannah" and to take caution. We looked it up, and found that it was a creature that visited your house at night and tried to hurt you. That night, we were turning off the lights to head upstairs. We all walked out to the dining room from the kitchen, and my sister was attacked by a large black shadow with bright white eyes. It squeezed her, shook her, and she screamed. The more she screamed, the more she was hurt. My friend fled to the living room, and the shadow then did the same to her. I ran and smacked the shadow, and it turned on me. It grabbed a hold of my neck, and every time I screamed louder it squeezed harder. Eventually, I grabbed its neck and it began screaming as well. An ear piercing, horrible scream. It wouldn't die, my friend and sister started shooting it and stabbing it. I wound up slamming my hand over it's mouth and it stopped screaming, and then started to fade into dust. My sister and friend were beating and shooting at the air, and I was still screaming, feeling like something was still touching me.

Visiting with aquiantances in my current home and the ceiling begins to pour down rain inside through out the house so i pull down the attic stairs in the hallway (which my house doesn\'t have) and climb into the attic to find the leak only instead i find a room i\'ve never seen before and its full of treasures antiques and i find my self being captivated by these treasures of antiques furniture etc the room is well built and sturdy no leaks and appears to be built of cedar no dust or spider webs as if it has been keep an preserved a marvelous discovery

Me and my girlfriend s kids are sitting in the backyard of our house playing, she comes out and says dinner is ready. The kids run inside with her, but as I walk through the door everything changes. All the furniture vanish, my wife and kids aren't there. The whole house looks like it's been abandoned for years, the windows are all boarded up and everything's covered in dust. I run to the front yard and scream there names, no one answers, I walk back inside the house, and walk to the corner of the room where there's a dusty old chair and sit down. When I do I feel something in the chair, it's a revolver with one bullet, I take the gun point it at my had and pull the trigger, then wake up

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