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Me and my fiancé are going down

Me and my fiancé are going down a steep snowy hill. I was very scared we would crash. We hit a snow pile. Not sure if she got out before we crash. The next snowy hill, before I will crash, turned into an airplane. I was relieved. The windshield gets very tiny, I cannot see well. I got scared again. I looked next to me, it is my x wife. I turn quickly, she is gone. I was relieved again.Where did my fiancé go?

Going down snowy road with new fiancé.

Going down snowy road with new fiancé. We are going very fast on steep road. think we may crash. at the end of the second steep hill, the truck turned into an airplane. It is soaring. Realise my x wife is now next to me. I bank to the right, and she is gone.

Bus we take that turned into an

Bus we take that turned into an airplane. . Terry was it..A bridge that was part of the freeway that was like a hotwheel ramp that speeds u up and launch you.. u didn't like that to much but it was ur idea to try it

Bus ride we take that turned into

Bus ride we take that turned into an airplane. . Terry was flying it..A bridge that was part of the freeway that was like a hotwheel ramp that speeds u up and launch you.. u didn't like that to much but it was ur idea to try it

A rta bus ride we take that

A rta bus ride we take that turned into an airplane. . Terry was flying it..A bridge that was part of the inter belt freeway that was like a hotwheel ramp that speeds u up and launch you.. u didn't like that to much but it was ur idea to try it

Im in a white room and i

Im in a white room and i know it has something to do with airplanes or rocketships. I cannot remember where the dream goes from there but I know ive had this same dream as a child before.

I'm sitting on the stairs on my

I'm sitting on the stairs on my grandma's attic with an autistic kid maybe 2 or 3 years older than me. Blonde hair, green eyes, blue and white striped polo shirt, and tan shorts with a ton of large pockets. I don't know him, but I feel that he's important. A short man maybe as tall as me jogged pass us up the stairs panting, "Quick they're coming!" I know what he means, airplanes that drop dangerous bombs and fighter jets. I grab the autistic boy's hand and chase after the man, climbing another set of stairs that never really existed in reality. I look back and say, "We might need to turn around and go down." However I keep going up, ending up out of the house in a field. I had never been there before. Taking the boy's hand we run in the open and I see the jets circling. I see a set of bleachers, knowing somehow a person is going to save us and come in a plane to take us to safety. I see hundreds of innocent people climbing the bleachers. Standing there waving their arms. Looking for hope. Me, the boy, and the man are a hundred yards away from the bleachers. Then I see the bomb dive into the bleachers. Bodies are thrown everywhere. In front of me a hole opened up acting as a tunnel into a laboratory, we run in seeing all the scientists. They all in unison say, "Everything is ok." I turn around and the boy is gone. So is the man. As if they disappeared. I leave the laboratory and sit in the grass, holding my legs. Rocking back and forth, then I feel calm as if nothing happened and that everything that happened was all just a game.

I was starting towards the sea with

I was starting towards the sea with my sister by the house. i saw a ship was going a far from us and also there was a airplane which was flying in the sky for the another direction. after there were thousand of crows and some white coloured birds ,they all flew towards .