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I’m going to start writing fics where everything is canon accurate except that Joyce is still dating Bob

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Weird dreams last night.

First one, involved snow. Winter. At my house and across the street at my grandmas house. For context she’s doing something she probably shouldn’t but she’s fine. I have to go with her somewhere but we sit in the car. She cries about what happened and then I am in their house. We are there and I just decide to go outside to their back yard. Full of stuff. I sit in the very back and find myself crying. But I hear a buzzard near and when I look up, it’s flying away with a deers head. I look into the suddenly destroyed wood garage and see something picking at the remains. A puppy. I let it come to me and then I follow it. I find my grandparents three dogs and then four more. The puppy, two of its siblings, then a mother. As I explore more my grandpa comes out wanting help with something. It has to be raked but instead of pulling the rake from the ground, where I see it. He uses a hanger. So I recommend it. I pull it out and suddenly the dirt disappears and there is a secret compartment. He doesn’t seem to mind, as if it’s what we were looking for. Inside are a lot of cups, books for children, and some drawings that were obviously by children. He has me help him pick up the box and we bring it inside. We organize it. Inside I find an old drawing of mine, a hidden drawing from someone else that drew explicit things and some ornaments. We finish putting everything back and then it just disappears. I go back to my house and find my family standing there. Blank and just putting money in a spiked box that is freezing over. End.

Second dream, I recently applied to a children’s home as an overnight caregiver for some back story. I’m driving with some people. I don’t know them. We were just driving. Then we are somewhere that involves my having to sit next to them. Not a couple seats away. So I talk to the kids and such but they only speak Spanish. Suddenly, I see the time is after 9:31. Way after my college class starts. So we are in the car now and I try to turn around and take them to their car so I can leave but I turn into this area that has condemned homes. But there are children there and the adults looking. Some of the children continuous look at the car stand in front of it and don’t move for a while. I get annoyed so I park my car and get off trying to find someone to help me move the kids to safety. I find several people I know, but they think I’m there for tour and such. So I give up on class and forgot about the people in my car. As they show me around I meet all of the kids and once we are done I try to go to my car and see it’s missing. I’m freaking out and try to find it. It takes hours. But once I’m about to call it quits and call the cops, I see it has been moved. Pushed aside and covered. Suddenly the kids and some adults are in the living room of this place. No windows but they’re watching a movie I think. I go to use the restroom and I see a man taking a kid. He’s one of the workers here. But he takes the kid and somehow I know where. When I try to tell everyone they can’t hear me. So I go by myself. Somehow we end up in the same house I left the others. It’s empty. Dark. And I get attacked. I’m tied up and being forced to watch this man hurt the kid. In unspeakable ways. But before it can happen, the cops come. More time has passed. I’m more comfortable with everyone. Everyone’s outside having a good time, but I see another man, I can’t tell if it’s the same one or someone who looks similar, carrying a baby. I can see it’s plastic, but in the dream, I think it’s real. I try to stop him but he is gone in an instant. for hours I am quiet about the situation. I don’t know why. Everyone’s just hanging around and finally I say something to the others. They don’t move to do something so I call my mom to pick me up and drive me where I know the man is. This group of homes is by a park and for some reason we leave the home I was in and come back to the park and homes. I’m looking around. Seeing older people and such having a nice day. Then I see the man, carrying a plastic bag. I see the baby inside. I cry. I get out and confront him, but he runs. I chase him, screaming for someone, anyone to help. Finally he stops and another man, like a twin shows up across from him. Exactly as I described him so the people gathering don’t know who. I shout street names to show them which one but the man willingly comes to me. We are in a pipe or something. Where there is an enterance with people behind me and darkness behind the man. I confront him about the baby, screaming and trying to hit him. But I hold no punch. The cops come and I take away the bag with the baby and hold it, craddling it with grief before handing it to the cops. But it’s plastic they show me. End

Dream 3, you know the game apex legends right?

So I’m a legend in the games. Crypto, Bangalore and I are in. A team. We are fighting caustic, Gibraltar and wraith. With a p2020 I wipe them out. As we are looting I feel something tap my back. It’s Hack, I chuckle and begin joking with crypto who is joking back. I grab hack gently and look him over. He has number and before crypto can take it away, I click 3 and begin to hear Mila’s voice. I offer to help and as he and I try to leave the arena without being seen, we cannot leave without proper materials. Guns. So we wait until the night and then we pack everything we can. Did I mention this happens right beside the homes in the last one?

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