Angry Tate
Date: 4/30/2025
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There was a bald but strong Andrew Tate that was looking for me in some school halls. I was getting ready to leave and head home right, when he sees me enter the hallway to head down the stairs, he starts getting faster while locking eyesight on me. I backed up, and that turned to me running away because he not only had a comb, but a razor blade in his hands, and he was threatening to murder me, all while saying "You wanna see some real strength, little boy?"

I was at the exit eventually, but panicking as I was trying to open the doors. I was ready to break the doors and run through the broken glass but Andrew grabbed me, violently shaved my face, and beat me up. It took ten minutes for cops to arrive, but by then I was already on the floor loudly crying as he pinned me so I couldn't get up.
When the cops arrived they got both sides of the story, but Andrew's side was a fabricated lie, but yet it sounded like he was telling the truth to them. So when it was my turn to speak (after they picked me up) I told them everything, showing them the gashes and the bruises, all that and the black eye I got from him punching me.

For some reason they sided with Andrew, to which he was bragging in my face about, but they still ended up shooting him and killing him, leaving me on the floor next to a broken glass door, next to a dead Andrew Tate as they left the building, leaving me to call for an ambulance instead.
What's strange too is that despite me being an adult, whenever I cried in this dream, I instead sounded like a kid. Plus this dream version of Andrew tate had a buncha tattoos on him and he was wearing jeans, but was also bald and only had a beard.
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