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My dream was in Japan I think . It was like a movie somehow . I was living with some Japanese people . My brother was playing with his friend . Then someone told me to go pick him up . From the balcony could I see a guy walking . I knew him but he had killer eyes. I went down to go get my brother but on tye streets I feelt like someone was watching me . When I get to the door where my brothers friend live I can se the street door is open . A woman and a man follow me in . I get to the elevator and they go in with me . Then the man puts his fingers on all the bottoms. And he say . You are going to die tonight . Then they get out the elevator at see a old woman running down the stairs . They jump on her and kill her . I get scared so i run down and away from it all . I knew that all the people in the building were dead . So i get down and try to ride in a car shop / garage . Someone is after me . I get so scared . Then I see and I can feel they are coming after me . I see out of the door . The man who owns the shop is laughin like something evil is inside him . It feels like all the evil people are demons . Then I see two men going up the stairs with to women fighting for their lives . One of them will get married against her will . Then I woke up from the dream

I was at school and a teacher purchased me liquor. She left it behind her car and told me to bring it to the front of the school. As I did I was rushed by administrators saying I could not have liquor on the property. Instead of going to the office to be expelled I started walking home. On the way down the hill two acquaintances asked if I wanted a ride. In the back seat say my first love. He is deceased and was now alive. He said he never died, he just went away for a few years to get things together. He held me in his arms and stroked my hair and kissed my forehead and said I'm sorry for not telling you I was leaving. I love you.

The old Sheriff was appointing 3 men to positions, I told him he couldn't do that, he said he was going to. They left and I told the Undersheriff what had happened. He gave me a $76,000.00 check and told me to get on a plane and leave because they were going to try to kill me. I got on a plane and flew somewhere. I ended up in a house and saw feet behind a doorway. I thought it was a killer and a woman I didn't know said it was and she had taken care of them. She said we had to leave. I was in a car driving with my husband and he said I had to be careful or they would kill me.

I dreamed I was a fairy and trapped in this house by this woman. One day I escaped with other fairies out the window. The green fairy took the car to Mc Donalds. We were in a city, but I flew to a park. At the park I flew over people and bewildered them with the fact that I was a fairy. A black woman told me to cheer up thekids from Africa. Their skin was covered with grey fuzz on their back. I flew around them but they remained unimpressed. Then I tried doing backflips and fell on a tree painted on the pavement. When I tried to go home I got lost.

I was working at a daycare, but not my usual one, one I was filling in for. It was almost in a summer camp type setting. I was filling in for different lunch breaks, nothing particularly memorable going on. I was walking across the dirt parking lot after just talking with boss and a car was slowly approaching from the driveway entrance. There was a Muslim lady driving a dark brown Sudan, she also worked at the center. She looked to the right before entering the parking lot. I saw a child walking /running freely as if it were a summer camp and kids were roaming free run from somewhere and was to the left of the car. I put my arm up to point at the girl and yell at both to be careful, make sure they were aware of each other , but I could get my breath out in time and lady turned left running over the child. It was almost as if she got sucked under. I ran over, people had gathered , the Muslim/nikab wearing women was asking what to do, like back up and expose child or leave the car on top. I wasn't able to give an opinion before the lady backed the car up. I ran closer to the child and others did too. I wanted to help I yelled out to call 911 but they reached her before me and I said I'd call 911 and told them to help her.( I wanted to take charge, but backed down ) I run and I can't remember what I used to dial but when I'd dialled 911the numbers kept changing after I'd raise the device to my ear. Wasn't able to. I tried my cell and a computer. Eventually so frustrated I decided to run to a business of sorts where a male acquaintance was. He was an ex firefighter . As I ran over the driveway turned to stairs and the child laid motionless on the steps a couple sand toys near by. I asked an adult passerbyer why I they moved her body. They didn't know. No one was helping her but my mission was 911 so it didn't occur to me. Ran to this guys house..was really scared and anxious trying to explain I needed to call 911. He was helping someone when I got there I waited 2-3 seconds then interrupted , at first he got angry as if I was being rude, then was annoyed I didn't come in screaming a instead of waiting 2-3seconds to interrupt . He dials 911 for me and hands me the phone, I explain what happen and hang up. I feel emotionally exhausted at this point break down crying and keep going over images for this kid being run over. Venting to this ex- fireman. I do at this point realize that no one was with her on the steps and think I should have stayed to help and got someone else to call 911. I stay a little while ranting and crying while the man tries to consol me... As I head back to the daycare center I wonder if I should talke the Ativan from my purse. I worried I look too relaxed if I do and people will think I'm cold, but if I don't, I am having a hard time managing myself right now. I didn't make a decision, but I made it back to work and woke up.

I was hiding with my head down and my arms around my two little sisters. We were screaming and crying. In the front of the car was my mother driving. she was wild and her hair was flying through the air. We were driving fast and on the roads and through the air and in the mountains and upside down and the wind was blowing and I knew we were going to die. I was trying to save my sisters. I didn't have he energy to get in the front seat and tackle my mother. I just knew we were going to die and were screaming about it. she was happy and drunk and yelling and showed no fear and was just such a bitch.. she stoopped and walked away while I remained forever scarred.. forever

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