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Place withheld · 2011-07-22 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive

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Dream Journal entry #2 Dream Fragments *I was in a photo booth where the pictures did not turn out well. *I was on a roller coaster. *A group of my friends in my class were trying to jump a gap which I could see was too big,but they still tried. None of them made it. I went down a long staircase back down. A nightmare I was <PERSON>. I was accused for killing a bearded man who they said was <PERSON>. And I did kill him. For no reason I had punched him bloody until he stopped breathing. I saw a man who looked like <PERSON> with loads of guards behind him. <PERSON> looked furious and he ordered the guards to get me. Pure fear coursed through me and I ran for my life.I passed obstacles with ease,but so did the guards. Wall jumping,vaulting,diving etc. Suddenly I felt annoyed of being chased and I felt like I pressed some kind of mental off-switch. Nothing happened. I did not worry. I told myself that it takes a while.However,even after a while nothing happened. The panic came back to me as I keep running from the guards who are right behind me. I started to feel like I was being held back,and my running gradually slowed down. The next thing I knew I was tackled to the ground. I was held down with an enormous force. I received an almighty blow to the jaw. Then a man with a long dagger (a notched cinquedea) appears. I am lifted upright with my legs hanging a bit. The man with the dagger,well,does his thing. I dreamed just long enough to feel a millisecond (or more) of pain. This was written 22nd of June,2011

 

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