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The guy I was walking with down a gravel road out of nowhere wanted to kill me just then cops pulled up but he killed them and I started running and running till I got to a trailer park setup with real houses but still gravel roads. There was a brick wall with a boy playing on the ledge, then I was on other side of wall at the gas station buying water, then switched back to me in front of brick wall wondering why I didn't ask for cops at the gas station. Crazy man showed up and I hid behind a shed and the boy ran away on the ledge. I was on gravel road with my stomach cut open trying to find a plastic bag so I can put my insides in the bag to keep clean, and then I was in hospital with surgeons talking about my huge operation.

I was riding on the left side of the back seat with other unknown people in a burgundy car with a dent in the door. It was a pretty day and we pulled over so I could look at this yard. There were several smaller structures by the house. The house wasn't for sale I just wanted to see it because the yard was pretty. we drove into the grass but not horizontally as we were pulling off the road. A passerby would think it was wrecked. I never shut my car door When I got out of the car and walked. The yard was lines with a plain chain link fence. The grass was neatly mowed on the outside and inside of the fence. There were trees to the left of me. They were beautiful. The house was built on the side of a cliff. There were many decks looking into the hills and area below. Big bay windows and a very cozy homey feel. It was a dark color house. The smaller structures were away from the house and they were elaborate storage areas. One was a wash house to do laundry. There were stairs inside the structure going to the room that held the washer and dryer. The stairs were on the right as the man who owned the house started to show me. He was a common short black man short. He had on blue jeans and a plaid shirt. He was friendly and kind, but irritated. The washer house was littered. It had stuff everywhere. Clothes dirt toys dolls papers. The stairs were narrow leading to the washer room and intimidating. The entire building was dim and musty. Not like the yard. It was beautiful outside but ancient inside. Outdated and depressing inside. We went into the house next. It was the same. Cluttered and outdated. The stairs which were in front of me were so narrow and they curved up far. There were dolls littering the stairwell making it difficult to walk up them. The man was leading me but I couldn't breathe. We made it to the area of the stairs that I felt was half way. To the left I was beside the big bay window looking over the land and the valley. We turned a corner on the stairs and came to the kitchen on the left of me. It had an outdated white stove that was banged up. Black iron exposed where it had been dinged. There were toys clothes and dolls everywhere. It was dark in the kitchen. The floor was vinyl and dirty and torn up. There were no windows in the kitchen. I just had to go. I didn't want to intrude on the man anymore. I thanked him and left abruptly. He never even had a chance to acknowledge it.

I dreamed of boarding a train when we arrived at the destination I saw a family friend going out of the train holding a ticket. One huge man handed me two tickets and one voucher I turned around and stumble on my family friend. He fell down and I fell down also but I waked up before and was walking towards the road leading to out of the place. I saw a young lady beside me walking later she went down in a pit and I was standing at the top beside the road calling her to come and she refused saying she will not come.

I was dreaming of a boy. I didn't saw his face but in that dream I love him so much. We were finding a way to wake up and meet again (althought I never saw that boy before). We travelled down to the road I have familliar with and then we stop at a cafe filled with fairies. I said to the boy that, he must wake me up so I can get him up as well. Well, I DID wake up in reality. It was like four in the morning so I head back to sleep. Thinking that it was just some kind of nonsense. When, I get back to sleep, I go back to my previous dream. But the boy was gone. And I keep looking for him in my dream.

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