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2 years ago
hunted
2 dreams
1. I was hiding out in a house in the middle of a grassy plain. An African, Muslim boy was banging on the front door, and another one was banging on the back. I look at the front door. He glares at me through the window and points his gun at me. I gesture to him that I’m going to shoot him too if he doesn’t leave (Probably not the smartest thing to do since I didn’t actually have a gun). I’m frantically searching around the house for a way to escape. Finally, I look to the back door, gesture to the boy that I’m going to the front of the house, so he starts on his way around. I yank open the door and began to run, but he sees me and comes and blocks my path. He’s about to shoot, but then says “I have to reload” in English, so while he’s standing there reloading, I run away into the mist.
2. We were outside a hospital or something and my dad was seizing, with his tongue sticking out, so I run into the hospital to get help from the “Electrophysiology Department” (BME 201 @___@). I was getting frustrated, because no one came and I had to keep going back and forth. By the time I brought someone outside, my grandparents were around my dad, who was on the ground. Apparently, my grandma had gone mesoamerican and scraped a hole in the back of my dad’s skull. Anyways, he got better eventually, and I think I did some catch up phone calls to make sure he recovered.
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