It's pretty obviously, what I watch, makes my dreams.

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7/1/22 is when I had the dream but, 7/2/22-12:26pm is when I finished writing the dream.

There we're like these two dolls, and I guess one was good and the other was bad, and if you we're to touch

these, dolls they would, could, and will take over you. Whoever I was touched it, and took it off it's shelf.

Next thing, you know it. I was laying down, with the doll in my hands. You guys, ever got sick? Like a fever?

Or, a cold, and twitch while you're sleeping, or just laying down. Yeah, well I was twitching, and shaking. But not out, of fear, but what I would say anger.

Because, there were people around, me, or us. And I guess, the way they found us, or me is because of the doll, that was "the good doll." But, I would say they we're like pressing us, or like saying stuff, like "We know, who you are." Or "We know, what you are."

Whatever. And as I said before I was twitching and shaking and occasionally as I twitched my hand the doll would like, twitched forward obviously, because I was twitching, my hand that way.

But, my face, or the image, of the face I got or imagined, was like tired eyes, or half closed eyes, and open mouth, clearly showing, I was tired, and angry.

And sometimes, I would see a whole new thing, maybe this was another dream but I don't know. But, there was this cat. Kitten. It was light grey, and like stripes, on it's back was darker, but not too far, from it's light, grey fur.

So, this cat, would either be let out, or just come out. I don't know which, but uh, it would go under or over this bridge, over to a certain part, of this creek, river whatever, there was water but not a lot, like it was nearly, gone.

But the cat, kitten, would go over, and sniff some parts, of rocks, I think it looked at me?

Not too, sure, I'm never too sure.

But sometimes, or at one point, the kitten came over, and rubbed against, my ankle. And then I would go back to that, other dream, where I'm shaking, twitching, with doll in my hands, while laying down.

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