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Hey, I had a dream/nightmare. It goes from good to bad. Here it is. It involves Jack.  
       There was a weird thing happening where Jack was on the street my Mom lives on. He was at my Mom's neighbour's house and went inside, which is odd. It was like a meet up happening on my Mom's street kinda.  A :}   I was waiting for him to leave the house while standing outside my Mom's front gate? and told my Mom to get her phone to take a photo. When Jack left the house and walked next to my Mom's house I said "Jacksepticeyyye!" so he knew I watched his videos and wasn't a crazy person attacking him and then jumped towards him. He turned towards me and was smiling. : D   I think we hugged and then my Mom came out with her phone. She accidentally handed me this weird fabric sweater patterned phone container case and she started looking around for her phone because she was confused, but didn't realize it was in her other hand. So I told her and she gave me it. She wasn't really acting like herself. I had another dream before this one where she was different as well. It's almost worrying. She looked kinda stupid when that happened anyways. We took the picture and I don't know if I'm remembering this wrong or getting it confused with something, but we were holding hands at some point after that or maybe when we took the picture is when that happened and I don't know why.   A :\
        I don't fully remember how, but we went into a house that looked like someone else's. It's kinda confusing here, but then we were sitting on a bed in a bedroom of the house. The room had clothes strewn about the carpet, it had a bathroom connected to it, and the bed was two mattresses on the floor. The room was dimly lit from light seeping through the small crack of the bathroom door. This is kinda weird, but I was technically sitting on his lap, but not fully because I was just sitting on his left leg. I had my left arm behind my back because at this point he had a kitchen carving knife and was making cuts in my arm. I remember feeling the blade slide across already open wounds because I guess he wanted it to bleed more and maybe for it to hurt more I bet.   D,:'  I wanted to pull forward a little bit because I was worried about him making too deep a cut since he kept sliding the knife across one of the cuts in particular and it was uncomfortable.
       When I did move a bit, he applied more pressure to the cut and pulled me back. I got worried and freaked out a little so I said something close to "No, no, no, no, I'm sorry!"  D : ]    in a hurried urgent kind of tone, but quiet voice. I didn't yell it. So of course I was too worried to do anything because I didn't know what he'd do if I tried to get away from him so I just didn't do anything... | :}
       Then, we moved to the bathroom where I could see a few of the cuts in the mirror. He continued cutting still and I think someone or supposedly my Mom said something from another room of the house. There were two doors leading into the bathroom. One led to the bedroom we had just come from and it had a red light glowing through or on it. The other door was closed and had a green glow on it. I don't know why, but I pushed the other door that was open closed or so it was just barely cracked open with a tiny slit opening so no one saw us. Maybe I thought he'd do something worse or just kill me if someone found out... Otherwise, I don't know why I kinda helped him there. I'm not sure what happened here, but it was almost like he disappeared because I was suddenly alone in the bathroom.
      Then, I guess some random teenage guy was there all the sudden. It was like I was a different person because I think I was a guy now and sounded like a guy when I talked to the other guy in a voice that wasn't mine who seemed to be my friend. I don't know if the cuts were still on my arm since I was a different person now. The guy didn't freak out or anything. He might've already knew something bad happened and that I didn't cut myself. 
      All the sudden my mouth was filled with blood and tissue.  A '8,}    I was letting it spill out into the sink and trying to spit it out. My friend was suprised by this and mentioned something about the fact that it wasn't just blood and there was even white pieces of tissue as well. So after about two minutes I got it all out and remember seeing my reflection with the dark red and thick liquid spilling out. I talked to him about the pieces of tissue that were mixed in and we mentioned how it was good it wasn't my intestines spilling out of me.  A :]
      I remember that he had black framed glasses and very short shaven light brown hair. He was bigger though, not scrawny or thin. He wasn't fat either though. It was a middle ground between the two. Just a little bigger than the average person. He was wearing a t-shirt with black gym style shorts I think. I don't remember if I felt any full on fear, but I did get worried and kinda freaked out. I always wonder how Jack would react if I was able to tell him about the nightmares and dreams I've had about him. What's interesting about this is that Jack never said a single word or made a sound through out this whole thing...   A':{
Hey, I had a dream/nightmare. It goes from good to bad. Here it is. It involves Jack.  
       There was a weird thing happening where Jack was on the street my Mom lives on. He was at my Mom's neighbour's house and went inside, which is odd. It was like a meet up happening on my Mom's street kinda.  A :}   I was waiting for him to leave the house while standing outside my Mom's front gate? and told my Mom to get her phone to take a photo. When Jack left the house and walked next to my Mom's house I said "Jacksepticeyyye!" so he knew I watched his videos and wasn't a crazy person attacking him and then jumped towards him. He turned towards me and was smiling. : D   I think we hugged and then my Mom came out with her phone. She accidentally handed me this weird fabric sweater patterned phone container case and she started looking around for her phone because she was confused, but didn't realize it was in her other hand. So I told her and she gave me it. She wasn't really acting like herself. I had another dream before this one where she was different as well. It's almost worrying. She looked kinda stupid when that happened anyways. We took the picture and I don't know if I'm remembering this wrong or getting it confused with something, but we were holding hands at some point after that or maybe when we took the picture is when that happened and I don't know why.   A :\
        I don't fully remember how, but we went into a house that looked like someone else's. It's kinda confusing here, but then we were sitting on a bed in a bedroom of the house. The room had clothes strewn about the carpet, it had a bathroom connected to it, and the bed was two mattresses on the floor. The room was dimly lit from light seeping through the small crack of the bathroom door. This is kinda weird, but I was technically sitting on his lap, but not fully because I was just sitting on his left leg. I had my left arm behind my back because at this point he had a kitchen carving knife and was making cuts in my arm. I remember feeling the blade slide across already open wounds because I guess he wanted it to bleed more and maybe for it to hurt more I bet.   D,:'  I wanted to pull forward a little bit because I was worried about him making too deep a cut since he kept sliding the knife across one of the cuts in particular and it was uncomfortable.
       When I did move a bit, he applied more pressure to the cut and pulled me back. I got worried and freaked out a little so I said something close to "No, no, no, no, I'm sorry!"  D : ]    in a hurried urgent kind of tone, but quiet voice. I didn't yell it. So of course I was too worried to do anything because I didn't know what he'd do if I tried to get away from him so I just didn't do anything... | :}
       Then, we moved to the bathroom where I could see a few of the cuts in the mirror. He continued cutting still and I think someone or supposedly my Mom said something from another room of the house. There were two doors leading into the bathroom. One led to the bedroom we had just come from and it had a red light glowing through or on it. The other door was closed and had a green glow on it. I don't know why, but I pushed the other door that was open closed or so it was just barely cracked open with a tiny slit opening so no one saw us. Maybe I thought he'd do something worse or just kill me if someone found out... Otherwise, I don't know why I kinda helped him there. I'm not sure what happened here, but it was almost like he disappeared because I was suddenly alone in the bathroom.
      Then, I guess some random teenage guy was there all the sudden. It was like I was a different person because I think I was a guy now and sounded like a guy when I talked to the other guy in a voice that wasn't mine who seemed to be my friend. I don't know if the cuts were still on my arm since I was a different person now. The guy didn't freak out or anything. He might've already knew something bad happened and that I didn't cut myself. 
      All the sudden my mouth was filled with blood and tissue.  A '8,}    I was letting it spill out into the sink and trying to spit it out. My friend was suprised by this and mentioned something about the fact that it wasn't just blood and there was even white pieces of tissue as well. So after about two minutes I got it all out and remember seeing my reflection with the dark red and thick liquid spilling out. I talked to him about the pieces of tissue that were mixed in and we mentioned how it was good it wasn't my intestines spilling out of me.  A :]
      I remember that he had black framed glasses and very short shaven light brown hair. He was bigger though, not scrawny or thin. He wasn't fat either though. It was a middle ground between the two. Just a little bigger than the average person. He was wearing a t-shirt with black gym style shorts I think. I don't remember if I felt any full on fear, but I did get worried and kinda freaked out. I always wonder how Jack would react if I was able to tell him about the nightmares and dreams I've had about him. What's interesting about this is that Jack never said a single word or made a sound through out this whole thing...   A':{

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LuLACk Featured By Owner Aug 8, 2017
just stoped by to say thank youMeow :3
so thank you very much for the watch
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JionJesk Featured By Owner Aug 14, 2017
Thank you for the art that I get to look at and enjoy! ( :
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LuLACk Featured By Owner Aug 15, 2017
Awwww ♥️ that's sweet. Don't thank me for that it's my pleasure ^^
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