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Nov 05, 2006 23:32

I had this nightmare last night and woke up from it at 3:33 am.

There was a man, and he gave me a glass of beer, milwaukee's best. I drank it. We were driving on a road up to the top of this cliff, to this house that was kind of open, not really a closed house. There was a bed, and I lied down beside this man on the bed. I had complete trust in the man, because for some strange reason I was under the impression he was my best friend, although he looked nothing like him, nor did he talk or act like him. I leaned over to kiss him on the cheek, and i got up.

Then his face grew evil and fat, and he grabbed me by the waist and stripped me of my clothing and started eating me alive, beginning with my lower back. An old woman and an old man came into the room apparently to have sex, and I screamed to them for help, and they ignored me.

Then I woke up, crying, and called Khalid.

Weirdest part: My mom woke up at the same time, also from a bad nightmare.
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