Dreams may not be real. They may merely be random thoughts pulled together in a rich and bizzare tapestry. They however can reveal so much of a persons secrets, desires and fears. All over the village of hollyoaks under the dark blanket of night eyes were closed shutting out the painful truths of day and accepting the some times softer fantasy world that exists in dreams.

In the middle of a dark and wooded forest stood Warren Fox. He was looking down on the deformed and tortured looking body of Sean Kennedy. His eyes although open glazed revealing the truth. The Gash on his forehead and the blood staining Warren's hands when he began to dig. Warren was digging and digging deeper and deeper the hole was growing ever deeper Seans bloodied body lay beside him as he dug doing anything he could to hide the body. As Warren dug deeper the figure of Sean Kennedy stood and laughed a cold mercilees laugh. Warren looked around dirt on his face and tears staining his face and looked around at the dark earthy prison he had created for himself. Warren woke with a start his hands were damp but not with blood but with perspiration. Warren sighed relieved "just a dream". Warren rolled over and went back to sleep.

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Myra was sat sobbing on the couch the lights dimmed Mercedes Jaqui Carmel John Paul and Tina are stood in front of her.

Mercedes - Why didn't you tell any of us earlier

Carmel - Yeah i dont undestand

Jaqui - Go on MUM

Jp - Yeah we're dieng to hear

Myra - Kids i can't...

Tina - She does know she just refuses to let us know dont you mum? You don't care you've never cared i cant believe this.

Myra woke she was shaking all over silently she got up and crept into each of her children's room in turn looking at each of them. If they ever found out the truth her dreams would all come true. She knew she could never take that creeping back to her room she reassured herself Just a dream

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Each morning begins and instantly the warnings that we are shown in our dreams are forgotten the moment out eyes open we close our minds and refuse to aknowledge the truths that should be honoured

Jaqui mcqueen was being dragged away from her home. It was about 10 oclock in the morning and she was being lifted by the arms screaming for them to let her go. Tony Hutchinson was screaming that she should calm down but how could she. "Get off me" She screamed loudly panic mingled with tears distorted the devestatingly attractive face as one of the policemen released her arm she began to pull and not really thinking what she was doing spun round her fists flying her brain was switched off she was running off blind emotion. The Panic "let me back in there know". Within moments of the fist connecting the hold loosend and Jaqui was running towards the house. Without a look back. Tony Hutchinson screamed at her from the floor were he was being held by a policeman who moments before had been restraining his love. Jaqui burst into the house and the police radiod for backup. John Paul pulled himself quickly from Spike's car and was stunned into silence at the sight of 6 police cars stationed outside his home. Inside however was something far more terryfing Myra Mcqueen was sat on the sofa sobbing A gun pointed at her head jaqui followed the gun to the tip gazed upon the rough hands she knew so well up the pale forearms leading towards the baggy tshirt she looked past the strong shoulders and gazed at the cold hallowed face of Davey. Outside his face pushed close to the tarmack Tony prayed that Jaqui would be ok He wished she hadn't got into the house. The police stood looking worriedly towards each other. Jaqui Mcqueen was in trouble and she knew it she was in no trouble like she'd been in before this was different this time she was innocent the victim trying to be heroic. Outside the house there is a pause and Gun shot is heard immediatly the police run towards the house Tony screamed and John Paul tried to run to his home

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Great. You going to carry it on?

Night Fall comes and so many eyes shut out the cold harsh light of day that intrudes open everybodies life revealing with it pain truths and disapointments. However sometimes it is impossible to forget the harsh realities of life and on occasion these horrible truths continue in a persons dreams and so it came to be that Justin Burton lay in a light doze his mind intruded by the events of the past week.

Warren Fox was holding him by the neck pushing him backwards further in further Justin looked behind him and saw a drop that Warren was pushing Justin closer and closer to. Justin cried out in agony and was relieved at the sound of sirens. Warren released his grip on Justing just as the Cars came into view. To justin's relief they were walking with purpose towards Warren then screaming in horror he was stunned to see them pull out guns one aimed at Warren one aimed at himself. The last thing Justin saw before he woke with a chilling start was the look of mingled gloat on regret pasted across Calvin Valentine's Face.

Justin woke and looked around the cold room knowing what the dream meant yet wishing it didn't He had to do something about Warren or else go down with him. He had to talk to Calvin...

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Michaela Mcqueens dreams usually consisted of superficial worries. Sonny Valentine, Wayne and Ste even crept in occasionaly. These dreams meant very little to Michaela although she told her self they did. However tonight her superficial dreams were to be replaced by something rather more sinister. However losing one's mother can have an affect.

Michaela was trapped. Her eyes were gazing at the scene Jaqui had retold to her. Davey pointing a gun at her mothers head. Jaqui bursting through the door. Within seconds A shot fired Michaela could see the bullet sail elegantly through the air embedding itself in her mothers skull. Hear so vividly her sisters screams as the gun was turned on her. She stared unbelievably shot as another shot was fired this time hitting her sister. She could feel her self enveloped in terror as her sister fell to the ground and Davey smiling smuggly to himself. She watched in a state of shock as Police burst through the door. Watched in stunned silence as Davey shot several times stood stock still he killed 4 police men before he was shot to the ground and killed. Michaela woke and renewed sobs escaped her holding her knees tight she cried into the dark cold night and she ached in a place deeper than her bones.

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Last entry til i go to work coming up

Tears can occur for so many reasons for the loss of a loved one, due to the unrequited love that can never truly be or due to relief that the one we love is safe from harm and still with us. However Love undoubtedly creates the most tears. Be it Michaela sobbing for the mother she has lost. Russ sobbing for the pain his girlfriends in. Carmel sobbing not only for her mother but for her sister. Her sister lieng in a hospital bed trying to recuperate and yet her mind straying irresistably to the young woman's husband. Carmal could not dream for she was not asleep. She was instead thinking. day dreaming that she had been comforted not by her sisters but by the strong Albanian she had fallen so desperately in love with. Her Mother's death had crippled the family she knew it but that didn't stop her being in love. Carmel liked to think of herself as a christian and as a good person. But what she was doing was wrong so she hadn't slept with Alec yet but what she was thinking was bad enough Carmal qouted the bible aloud trying to reassure herself "If thoust left eye causes you then tear it out for it is far better to lose one limb than for your whole body to be cast into hell" Carmel shivered in disgust with what she was doing. She fell silent her mind straying from her sinful desires and she really listened to the sounds of the home. She could here so many sobs it was impossible to distunguish which one they were from for in every room in the house each Mcqueen was grieving in there own way for the loss that had crippled them. Carmel however was not sobbing but thinking thinking more clearly than she had in weeks. She knew what she must do she knew what her devout mother of such ardent faith would advise. Carmel stole herself a few moments to mourn before standing up and begining the actions that would change her life forever...

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