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  <description>Well as  this is my dream Journal I have to start off with last nights dream which really wasn&apos;t a good one at all. It really scared me and made me think how much I really love Jason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It stared off with Jason and I walking Hand in Hand down king st. We had a big fight about something( Not too sure what it was about) We were going to dinner and we started to fight again he told me to go get a seat and he would order. So I found a seat and sat there for a while when these guys that were behind Jason sat down at the table next to me. I asked if they had seen where jason went. They said he cut his hair and took off. &lt;br /&gt;I walked out of the restrant and started looking for Jason. I rang his phone and my mum had left a message that Jason had called her and said all these horribel things about me and not to look for him. The next thing I remember I was in a class room still looking for Jason. Then I was in a hospital barth room with some lady tring to get in the room then I was on a train. Where these stupid little girls were reading out the next station over the loud speeker and getting it wrong. I was still looking for Jason. From here on things were a little blured. I was in this house where I must of lived or some thing. the animals could talk and they told me that Jason was there but had left not long before I got there. Then this strange boy,(I don&apos;r know who he was but he was strangly fermillya)&lt;br /&gt;Any way  we were going to the movie because he said Jason was there waiting for me. Then I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never been so scared of losing someone in my life. I wonder what it all ment.</description>
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