Bad cookies, dinosaurs & the devil

Date: 8/4/2016

I was in the dollar store My brother Ryan wanted mr noodles I selected some We met this girl earlier while walking who had an electronic drawing book. You could erase the writing. We made friends After we got the noodles I went to the other side of the shelf. I was quickly brought back to my shoplifting days as it got darker in light and it was a very secluded isle next to a shelf. I grabbed a kinder egg. Weird looking one Ryan ate it quickly Some lady accused him of shoplifting. I got pissed and started it off with her. She then started to feel me up in my pockets and under my shirt. I throat punched that bitch 50x Left and ran down the mall then Then it all started with a house. I went inside, and saw cookies on a plate. No idea why I was there. Anyway. Homey house. They clearly had money. I bit some of the cookie and then stopped myself. I got memory of passing out, my subconscious tells me that the cookies are poisoned and I can drop into sleep any second. Maybe I dreamt before this. However I try and escape. Can't remember much except running, from an old man, and trying to run faster and faster. Eventually I escaped. I met someone else. Someone my age. He was alright looking. Quiet. Nothing about him really. I flew over in a plane, to this land, and entered a house. I remember the outside clearly. I stated how nice it was. Next to a lake by a forest. A huge house. Many windows. Greyish blue. And the garage was huge. Lots of ornaments and nicknacks outside. But pretty ones. Inside the floors were dark wood. Shiny. Everything was modern. Black walls and furniture. I went downstairs and met the kids father. I liked him more. He was attractive. Caring. Nice to me. I was downstairs and suddenly, I forgot how, I broke my leg. My feelings of this man... I can't put my finger on it. But I felt safe instantly around him. I was always on the edge of my seat, but comfortably. Just completely zoned out into this person. Ready for anything and down for anything that involved being next to him. When I think about him now, it's just a fuzzy feeling in my chest that I've never felt before. His presence. I remember this woman She was trying to escape this devil She made a pie... A pie of terrible things But I forget what was in it. She went to give it to a friend (no fucking idea why I knew that pie had some nasty shit including the devil) and then I think she fell face first into it or something. The whole dream she was trying to get rid of this evil spirit. He fucked with her hard. Killing her friends I think. Trapping her house. The presence of it alone was enough to make my dream very uncomfortable. Quiet house...resembled the scary old mans. I'm crawling. Dinosaurs are in the distance. A group of us are crawling fast through the grass in the sunlight trying to stay stealthy. As the dinosaur gets closer I try to be faster. Maybe this was the point I broke my leg. I never got to see a doctor. They past all of the hospitals in the car. The nice man with the modern house tells me he's going something more important for me. I remember it hanging. I had to tape it on. Somehow I was still able to walk with it and even forgot at points it was broken. But I think the only thing attached was a small bone,, and it dangled. I mentioned many many times that when someone breaks a bone they instantly get medical attention. Didn't seem to be a big deal to anyone else.