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This is all a dream I had this night. 1: <PERSON> had died and I was half human Walking up the streets with A-T, not talking much. "You know, I was glad it happened with you." I said, referring to her and the rest of the "flock"*, as in, her IRL friends. And saying that, I was actually subcon. quoting something she had said to me earlier IRL. *False memory- Me and the rest of us, as in A-T and some of her friends, had been made into part human part dog, as in Maximum Ride where the characters are 2% avian. change of scene My friends and a couple of their new friends were gathered at a kind of wood montage at a hill. We were mourning, especially me. I was not only mourning, inside me was a aching empty black hole, wondering how I could go on in life. If there ever was more for me. How could this be possible? It cannot be possible. Please no. <PERSON> had died, *** had went gone. Gone. Maybe in a car crash or some accident. But it just could not be true." A friend of mine, <PERSON>, that has no real connection with smbdy ran off, up in a three. And I was the one to go after her. She cried, and it was something about boy she would liked before, Choco we call him. And I had to bring her back up from her sobs, and to get together with the rest. No one agonized with my pain, or even knew how much I was suffering. Later in the dream, I was having a presentation before a gathering of my class. They were circled around me and the powerpoint. My teacher were writing notes on how good I did. The presentation was in aftermath.. There I stood, sobbing in my words, having nothing to really come to say about it. It was tough. 2: Curling iron My mommy had invented a curling iron, and she said that just one curl on one of the sides of the hair was just perfect. But that is what I already have, I thought. 3: E. and N. "Have a clue what I dreamt?" Me and <PERSON> and <PERSON> (my old best friend) was standing in the end of the hall with wardrobes in my school. I lent towards the window. <PERSON> was standing to my right, seemingly behind a window, outside, yet I could hear him speaking. E. was standing on the other side of the entrance, in front of me. I decided to test them a bit, I think. "Have a clue what I have dreamt?" I mouthed, looking at N. in a side glance. "Wha?" he asked, looking at me dumbly. "Know what I dreamt?" <PERSON> said shortly. He had understood. I was not shocked, but a very lesser degree of it. More like accomplishment.