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I do not remember all of them (thank goodness) but they were awful. In one dream, my rabbit, <PERSON> had crawled into some tube. The tube became tiny and it was somehow pressurized. It could unscrew but I always confuse my left from my right. Instead of loosening it, I tightened it and I felt a pop and my hands became wet with blood. I killed my pet and cried a lot- cursing my stupidity. In another dream, it was a zombie apocalypse. I was running through the large house I always dream about. My youngest daughter was attacked and I did not hesitate in killing her. I struck fast, but did not complete the job. She laid on the ground before me, with a dazed expression on her face. Then she became a size just a little larger than a barbie dolll. I sawed of her head and then my grief consumed me. Then I worried about how to conceal her body in case the world was not ending and the State stopped by. That dream continued for a long time, but I have forgotten most of the details. I was on a train at some point, and everyone marveled my stupidity. That is it. Oh yeah, but night before last, I dreamed I went back in time. I saw my younger self at the age of about 6. Then it dawned on me I was not that person. I was someone else, even though I still resembled her.