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I was standing in the great room on the first floor of a two story house. The wallpaper and wood trim along the walls looked Victorian. There was a lady there kind of hanging out in the distance. I was trying to figure out where I was and why I was there, but just as soon as I opened my mouth to talk to the lady, she screamed. The house started to flood very rapidly. We ran up the stairs as fast as we could even though it felt as if I was moving in slow motion. When I reached the top floor I began to worry about my suitcases (or bags). Im not even sure what was in them. Somehow I managed to grab several bags that were mine and started throwing them out of the window one by one. I had to dive into the water and swim all the way to the first floor for a few of them. The lady was screaming at me saying that I needed to get out and not to worry about the suitcases but I felt like they needed to come out with me. Finally, I decided that I would leave the rest behind because it wasn’t worth risking my life to save every single suitcase. I swam out of the house and even abandoned the suitcases that I had already gotten out of the house. I just wanted to be safe again.

I HAD A DREAM THAT MYSELF, MY SISTER AND HER DAUGHTERS, WERE MEETING MY FATHER SOMEWHERE, IT WAS LIKE A VACATION OR SOMETHING. IT SEEMED LIKE A FOREIGN COUNTRY. MY FATHER PASSED YEARS AGO. BUT I REMEBER IN THE DREAM HAVING A COOK OUT, US PLAYING BASKETBALL LIKE WE USE TO, AND JUST HANGING OUT. I REMEMBER SOMEONE SAYING THAT MY DAD WENT TO THE HOSPITAL TWICE THE WEEK WE WERE THERE. THEN THE DAY BEFORE I LEFT I WAS A BASKET CASE. I WAS CRYING MY EYES OUT, IT WAS LIKE I KNEW I WOULDN'T SEE MY DAD AGAIN. I WENT TO SLEEP IN A ROOM ALONE ON THE FLOOR AND WOKE UP VERY EARLY. I REMEBER WATCHING THROUGH THE WINDOW FOR MY DAD. HE STARTED WALKING DOWN SOME STEPS AND I RAN OUT TO HIM. I WAS AGAIN CRYING AND TRIED PUTTING MY HEAD ON MY DADS SHOULDER. THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN HE GOT UP. HE TRIED TO GET MY MIND OFF LEAVING, HE WASN'T REALLY COLD BUT I WANT TO JUST HUG AND HAVE HIM HOLD ME AND THAT DID NOT HAPPEN. I KNEW HE LOVED ME. SOMEWHERE IN THE DREAM MY FATHER DISAPPEARED AND I WAS LEFT ALONE TRYING TO FIND MY NIECE TO RIDE BACK HOME WITH ME. THERE WAS A LOT MORE DETAIL BUT THAT IS THE BASIS. I WOKE UP TEARS RUNNING DOWN MY FACE AND OF COURSE I LOST IT ONCE I WOKE UP. THEN I COME TO WORK AND I HEAR OVER THE INTERCOM THAT TODAY THEY ARE MEETING AT THE FLAG POLE FOR TISSUE AND ORGAN DONORS...WHICH MY FATHER WAS. WHAT DOES THIS ALL MEAN. I MISS MY FATHER MORE THAN WORDS CAN SAY. I WAS IN MY LATE 20 WHEN HE PASSED.

I was standing in the great room on the first floor of a two story house. The wallpaper and wood trim along the walls looked Victorian. There was a lady there kind of hanging out in the distance. I was trying to figure out where I was and why I was there, but just as soon as I opened my mouth to talk to the lady, she screamed. The house started to flood very rapidly. We ran up the stairs as fast as we could even though it felt as if I was moving in slow motion. When I reached the top floor I began to worry about my suitcases . Im not even sure what was in them. Somehow I managed to grab several bags that were mine and started throwing them out of the window one by one. I had to dive into the water and swim all the way to the first floor for a few of them. The lady was screaming at me saying that I needed to get out and not to worry about the suitcases but I felt like they needed to come out with me. Finally, I decided that I would leave the rest behind because it wasn’t worth risking my life to save every single suitcase. I swam out of the house and even abandoned the suitcases that I had already gotten out of the house. I just wanted to be safe again.

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