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I was in this house I never seen before. Me and two of my friends were in the basement of the house staying there for a week. We were all asleep when we awoke to some loud banging. We looked around the basement room and there was a spirit digging through our stuff. It noticed us awake and starting throwing things at us and then came after us to attack. We quickly ran up the stairs to get out of the basement. Time seemed to skip forward. We realized we forgot all our stuff down in the basement so me and one of my friends decided to make our way down there to get it. When we went down the stairs we noticed in one corner everything started falling apart. We went to the room we had been staying in and all our stuff was destroyed. We started to hear scratches and thumps so we quickly decided to go back upstairs. When we were going up we saw that the stairs were starting to fall apart. Later someone showed up and we decided to go down to the basement once again to make peace with the ghost. We went down there and everything was almost completely destroyed. We walked around to find the ghost and then we decided if we didn't leave we wouldn't be able to get up the stairs. We made our way back up the stairs and as we did I saw a floating match make it's way to a tank of gasoline. Suddenly I was alone so I sprinted up the stairs and made my way outside. The house blew up once I was out.

I dreamed that a boy I dated in the 8th grade is at a house with a co-worker and myself (and one of my daughter's) and it's Christmas time. The guy and myself are both now 30. In the dream he had a girlfriend with him and when we saw each other there was a spark of like wow, since we haven't seen each other in so long. Anyways, the guy and his girlfriend are getting ready to leave and we were all in a basement. As the guy and his girlfriend go upstairs, my co-worker tells me that if I want to talk to the guy, I needed to go upstairs ASAP so he knew. I went upstairs with my daughter and I saw the guy breaking up with his girlfriend . My daughter and I went into room, I think a living room and were laying on the floor. The guy came in and we talked about getting back together. I really wanted to, but I said I was married so I really shouldn't, and then I woke up.

Woke up and sitting at table eating breakfast when my mom asks me to get a pen for her, as I am looking, the doorbell rings. Answer the door and sister's friend walks in, asking me if I want to talk to one of my friends, and I'm like, no. Suddenly I'm in some other place, with a group of people I know, including that friend that my sister's friend asked about. Then we're in this house with a groundskeeper/i don't even know, and he doesn't seem to speak english, and we go to a school, but it's not our high school. And then we're back in the house and I'm playing with a cat and it jumps on me and starts pooping on me. And I get up, but all my friends are gone. And I clean the shirt, and go downstairs but the house is suddenly my own house and the groundskeeper is there and he can understand english and I ask him to drive me to the school. So says he will, and goes to get his car and I run upstairs to get my phone. When I get back, I walk outside (which is the outside of my house) and he's gone and then his car flies over a few houses and lands in front of me and I get in. Then I woke up.

I was walking down a long dark road in the middle of nowhere. As I came up to my sister-in-laws little brother, a car drove slowly past us and we hid. We than began to walk down the road and came upon an old house and we went inside. It was a huge party in a tiny little house. I went into the basement and the basement went straight into Hinkle Field House of Butler University during a basketball game. I than began to watch the ball game and then a guy came up and took my dog. I didn't see his face but i chased him back upstairs. He went to the second floor and hid in a room. When I got upstairs i noticed that there were over 50 rooms and I began to check them. After about 30 or so, i opened it and saw my dog, dead. I ran out of the room to find the killer running away. I chased him down and caught him and then I took his knife and was about to stab him and i woke up.

I'm at a house party and I'm downstairs and there's people I know in one room. I go upstairs to go to the toilet and there are more people I know in another room. I'm wearing black pants and when I put the pack on after going to the toilet I put them on inside out, worrying that people I know will see me I try to go downstairs but I can't because there are people in the way. Then I can hear music and my mum shouts something like 'it's coming from the hotel', suddenly I'm at the disco at the hotel where I stayed on oldish at this year. It then changes to me being at the hotel, the other guests including my friend who didn't go on holiday there in real life, who was staying there for another week, saying goodbye to me and hugging me because my family is going home from the holiday. My friend is sat on one side of two blocks of chairs with an aisle in between, similar to that of a wedding an when they did a show on one of the last nights of my holiday. There is also this attractive boy who I can remember very well from where I went on holiday this year sat with his family, so I make sure that it is obvious to him I am leaving when I hug my friend and say goodbye. I then walk to the hotel reception where we check out, after a lot of waiting around, but I never see after we check out because my dream ends.

Someone was stalking me. I called my ex boyfriend and he came over with my neighbor. My daughter was asleep on the couch and wouldn't go upstairs. The intruder broke in and shot my ex boyfriend . He only wanted me. I couldn't call for help. I had to carry him outside to a truck that was broken down but it had wood sides. I had to stab him several times but he wouldn't die. Then I had to slit his throat. he still didn't die. I had to cut his head off. he was still alive. He followed me around and looked like a squirrel. I tried to stab him in the heart. The cops finally came and she had to cut where his ears were supposed to be. The police had to take pictures of everything.

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