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are other people making "hopes and dreams in part 3" bingo boards?? i was thinking about it and made a list of like 30+ things to put on the board (a LOT of them are definitely only dreams and won't happen but i thought of them and want them to happen so...)

if other people are, or have ideas, pleeease let me know i'm so curious what other people expect or hope for from part 3

Before I read the final book, here are my Very Serious bingo predictions

Lmaooo shout out to when my dreams basically predicted Covid in early 2018. I still blame myself to this day for not protecting that flower, I was going through things and not as strong a dreamer as I am now.

Starting Over

I was having a good time at my aunt’s house. Everything was calm and okay for once. My sister wanted me to go somewhere with her, but she kept being really bitchy about it, so I told her no since she was acting like a little shit. And everyone was all shocked because I cursed and I said “sorry it’s true”.

A little while later, me and my sister are in the car with mom. We’re riding down the highway and it’s storming like fuck. There’s at least six tornadoes in front of us, and they keep disappearing and materializing from thick clouds. We see a truck full of people, everyone is knocked out, so me and my sister take one of the girls and wake everyone up so they can keep driving. We put the girl in or trunk because she wouldn’t fit up front, but she ended up being in the backseat with me anyways somehow.

We keep driving. I see a circle in the sky, like a hole to get out, a moon of sorts. And in the sky materializes a bunch of mouths, with sharp teeth and disgusting tongues. And before anything could happen, the entire world goes white.

My sister and my mom aren’t there as far as I’m concerned. I’m in the room with a bunch of random people.

There’s a voice that greets us. A man’s voice. I immediately begin to ask questions. “Who are you? Why are we here” I don’t think he answered those questions.

“Can we go back?” I continued asking. He answered that in a few years, a new flower would’ve developed that would cause the flu. Probably a really big flu if it was a cause for concern. I ask about religion. He responds with morals that we would have to follow, like letting younger people do things first. I ask if we would have to create our own children. It’s quiet. I call out for him with saying “Hello?” There was confusion. Things like a mattress, everything still all white, appeared on the floor so quietly, I hadn’t noticed them until I looked at them. Everything was quiet.

Then I heard a voice saying not to cut the flower. It was high pitched, like a man trying to talk “feminine”. I looked around quickly. There was a beautiful flower behind one of the mattresses, not far from a piece of scissors. It was an Adam and Eve scenario. I quickly go for the scissors so no one tries to cut the flower, and one of the guys in the room attacks me, trying to get the scissors from me. I struggled and cut at his fingers to get him away, and another girl somehow got a hold of a knife. She tried to stab me, but ended up just skimming my pinky finger. Things calmed down immediately after that. I kept looking at my pinky to make sure everything was okay, and I saw the guy who attacked me laying on the floor.

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