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I have this reoccurring dream that happens quite often since I was in grade school, It takes place in my mom’s home is McNary, Arizona. I wake up within my dream in my bed at my mom’s house, everything is dark but looking out the window the sky is orange (this is usually the color of the sky after it snows at night). I walk down the hall feeling very uneasy, I can see that no one is home. I go to the closet grab a jacket and step outside. My dogs are gone and my friend is standing at the end of the pathway outside our gate, saying, “Shannon we have to go, they are coming.” I don’t say anything. I just run off the porch and get to the end of the pathway and she is gone. I start heading down her house. The place is heavily filled with pine trees and snow, with red splatters here and there. I can feel the fatigue in my lungs from breathing the cold air so I stop. But I here the crunching of the snow beneath someone’s feet, at this point I feel so much fear my heart is racing. But my instinct is to turn around when I do there is a hooded person with its eyes glowing red. I’m frozen I can’t move, I can feel my heartbeat in my head forcing the blood back to my face. I turn to run, but there is another red-eye person there. It slams me to the ground and sits on top of me pinning me, and the other person pinning my arms above my head. It pulls out a gun, cocks it and I beg squirming around and crying. “Sit still” the voice of a male softy says. I relax knowing my fate; he kisses my forehead and then my lips. Placing his hand on my chest and placed the gun between his fingers and pulls the trigger 3 times. I can feel the pain, I yell in my head “Wake up! Wake up!” and I do. My heart is pounding hard and I’m sweating.

So we are like in this cabin type place and I am sitting on the couch next to this guy ive become good friends with in the last eight to nine months. And I have recently started to have a crush on him. So I'm sitting on the couch next to him and there is just a pillow laying in between us. My hand and his are on the pillow. I believe there are other people in the room with us but I don't quite remember. So he takes my hand as we are watching some movie. And during the movie we are engaged in conversation with the other people around us and everyonce in a while we will let go of each others hand and then hold hands again when our attention goes back to the movie and I just remember his thumb like rubbing mine as we sit there and I'm just extremely happy. Then the movie ends and everyone gts up and starts leaving through this lobby like area. I see a jewelery stand in the lobby and a necklace catches my eye so I walk over to look at it. As I walk over ilook out the glass doors and see a few of my friends cars parked out there .and the guy I was holding hands with, his truck has like a trailor of some sort hitched to the back. So he leaves and I stay to look at the jewelry. I notice a bunch of pretty necklaces and some have dreamcatchers on them. Then I decided to buy a pair of black dangly earrings so intake them to the cashier and she is a girl that I go to school with but I don't really talk to her cause shes popular I guess so I'm beneath her. I hand the earrings toned and then go and look at more necklaces. Rthen I like appear outside the building and It seemed like. I was looking up and down this country like road for the guy that left.

My husband dreamt of his father's (living) funeral, but his father was there, as was his deceased uncle and mother! It took place at a church, not a funeral parlor, and people were going up the steps talking about how they'd found out by chance, not because anyone had notified them, so my husband was upset about all the people he'd forgotten to call. He wanted to ask his mother (deceased for 24 yrs.) if she'd made the luncheon arrangements but was unable to get near her or his dad to speak to them.

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