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I always have the craziest dreams when I sleep in his bed.

last night there was something about these bright red hearts made of something like pottery or porcelain. first there was a premonition in the dream, then three people were hurt by the hearts. I think we were playing softball. The dream setting was one I had never seen before. But that reminds me. All of my dreams at his house involve the color red. This time it was the hearts, last time it was that bloody wine liquid. It's never really scary, just very vivid and odd. Not at all like what I dream of in my bed.