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There was a man; he seems familiar, but I don't rememeber his name. I put one of his t-shirts on; it's black and long-sleeved. The familiar man and I are lying in bed together when I run outside after a little boy. No one is in the streets and there are no cars, but that seemed normal. I caught up to the little boy and told him to run back home and fast before 'they' caught us. When we got 'home', the little boy dissapeared and I was in bed with the man. When I blinked, my friend appeared on the other side and asked me if I was happy like that. I smiled and she dissapeared. I blinked again and the man and I were alone. I kissed his cheek and I woke up.

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There was a man with dark hair and dark eyes; he seems familiar, but I don't rememeber his name. I put one of his t-shirts on; it's black and long-sleeved. The familiar man and I are lying in bed together when I run outside after a little boy. No one is in the streets and there are no cars, but that seemed normal. I caught up to the little boy and told him to run back home and fast before 'they' caught us. When we got 'home', the little boy dissapeared and I was in bed with the man. When I blinked, my friend appeared on the other side and asked me if I was happy like that. I smiled and she dissapeared. I blinked again and the man and I were alone. I kissed his cheek and I woke up.

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I had a dream about my ex boyfriend we were wearing white he had on blue jeans i had on a blue jean skirt but we were walking to my house but then its like everything switched we ended up at this place to take music classes so i went to go sit down to wait for assistance and then he came and sat by me reaching out for a kiss so i kissed him he stood in front of me and had his lips poked out and told me that he loved me but its like i couldnt really believe him. Its like we were acouple again in the dream,

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I wind up walking down a road with a man and a woman on my left and right. We're outside but on the bend of the road on the left side is like a dissected house. In the dissected house is a black silhouette of what is my child and I know it's my child. He comes into clear vision still on top of the dresser and says something. He has pale flesh, black hair, and black eyes. From there I grab him and than begin gouging his eyes out with both thumbs pressing into his eye sockets. Next I remember wrapping my hands around his ankles and I was going to slam his body against the ground to try and kill him for he was an evil child, almost like the antichrist. Before I could slam him into the road he screamed "give me back my eyes, give me back my ears!" and popped up with my hands still around his ankles and finished the dream off with going after my throat.

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I've never had a nightmare in my life. Not truly. I have complex dreams with detailed and intricate plots, often including demons and foes who would do harm. If not for me. I am socially interactive and whatnot, but dream me is emotionless. I am, in dream, the most effective version of myself. Strong enough to kill off the hordes of zombies. I hunt the wolves that seek me. I defeat the fastest warriors. Battles of words. Fights beyond fist. Every scenario I could not do. I use others, never directly hurt them, to obtain my objective, I myself would not do this. I am "better" in my dreams and I destroy my nightmares. But, is it possible he is the true nightmare? A shell of myself, void of emotions. Using solely the most effective methods. Doing what I could never do. What happens if I were to fight him. His will would make me believe I would win. Then again, it's his will. I am him, he is me. What is he? Who am I? Could it be I aspire to him and he aspires to me? Btw, I'm not crazy. No really. I'm dramatic but what are these dream. Who do I become?

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