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Dream #1

I was in a house with a few other people. I may have been walking through a dim hallway. There were doorways open to rooms, some of which may have had turquoise walls. The rooms were all slightly dim, lit by greyish natural light coming in through the windows.

I saw two people, each of whom had something wrong with them. The second person actually had his left eyebrow shaved off. But his skin had been shaved off as well, and there was just a big, bloody wound where the guy's eyebrow had been.

The guy either told me or looked at me in a way that implied that this wound over his eye meant that I was in physical danger. I would die, possibly through my throat being cut, either by myself or by someone else.

I seemed resigned to my fate. I walked into and then out of a bedroom. I had a Bic razor in my hand. I was shaving myself. But I seemed to nick myself just under my left ear. Something about the razor was bad. So I threw it on the ground and got a second razor.

The second razor was cracked halfway along its head. It looked pretty dangerous to use. But I used it anwyay. I seemed to be make the wound on my neck even worse. I was pretty sure now that I was going to bleed to death.

I walked into the kitchen and stood before the sink. Suddenly a stream of blood was flowing down my throat. It seemed to be getting worse and worse. I felt like soon I wouldn't be able to breathe.

I now got panicked. I realized I was finally going to die, and in a way that was kind of gross-feeling and uncomfortable. I thought my mind would probably fade out before things got really bad. But I didn't want to have to deal with the chance.

In my panic I called out, "Mom! Mom!"