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My dreams last night were fuzzy and tainted. I remember being at Out Door School and having to drive a bus. Nikki Mele and I were friends, for some reason, and I was upset that she couldn't drive the bus with me. I had to go on bus routes and pick up children and take them back to Out Door School. Something about my name changed. I don't remember what it was. But my name was not Julie. Then I was at Lakeridge but there was no one there. I wandered around the halls of the school and I yelled at the top of my lungs for someone to answer me, but no one did. I went to every one of my classes but there was no one, anywhere. Finally I heard some footsteps and I went to go follow them and they were my dad's. I could just tell. When I got to him he was in our old library, up above the hub. I went to him but he completely ignored me. I tried to hug him but he glared at me with such hate-filled eyes that I backed away. Suddenly I was with all of my friends and we were laughing and having a great time, and then I realized that I hated all of my friends. I became so angry with all of them. Seriously everyone was there. Bethany, Nim, Jasmine, Rachel, Andrew, Nick, Josh, Calen, Joe, Freshman Boys, Fergie, Natalie, Keely, Wendy, Chris, Becca, Sarah. There was more but those are the ones that I remember hating the most. I stared at each of them and I came up with ways to kill them. Then I woke up. That was the first time that I woke up. I was sweaty and hot and exhausted. So I fell back asleep about 5 minutes later and had a dreamless sleep. I woke up to screaming, screeching, yelling, swearing, stomping, threats, and the least amount of love that I have felt for a long time. My mom and brother fighting.
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