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Actually I had one when I was a teenager that stuck with me. I tend to have really vivid nightmares, and I have them fairly often. I think that is why I don't sleep. ANYWAY, as I was saying....;) when I was sixteen I had a dream that I was a little blind girl (it wasn't me, but I had the feeling it was me, like I was outside of myself, watching myself.....and does that make any sense at all?) walking, stumbling along the side of the road. A man picks her up, no one I know, they ride for awhile, but he finally stops in front of an old, abandoned house. They never go inside. She pulls out a knife and slits his throat. I wake up. I have no way of coveying to you all how much this dream freaked me out. Well, I still remember it, so I guess that says something.
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