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I'm in a group of people who are shown an ability to fly, a secret group. We are treated and eventually I'm by myself. I'm on a ship and being guided and tested and eventually this ship full of people being to rise from the water and is flying. I'm tested and now I'm put in front of a leader who begins to ask me questions of people in the past I know but I can no longer remember who these people are. Because of this I feel like I am no longer a partof the old world I once lived in but now I'm almost like Peter Pan who can fly but dead in the real world because of it

I dreamed I was visiting my old hometown. I was traveling with a group of strangers. The reason we were all together was that we were on a golfing vacation in my hometown. I went to the house where I grew up and my brother was there. The house was in disrepair. My brother was there trying to make repairs. He was not glad to see me. Two older English women came by to see the house as though they were going to make an offer on it. I was walking around looking at the house. It was relatively clean but had many structural problems that needed repair. I left the house and went downtown to see how it had changed. I eventually left to go back to play golf with my group. I was looking for something to wear in my clothes and my clothes were in disarray I couldn't find any clean clothes. Then the host of our vacation called us together. I also saw near my old house a very very tall silo that was painted to look like a Pepsi cola product. In another part of this dream I was near a creak bridge. And I saw two strange wild animals. They could have been demons in the water. I scared them away.

It was about Jackie's sister. KC. She's dead. But we were where they used to live. Except it was falling apart. I remember the walls the best. There was holes in them and they were damp and peeling. But she went and sat in the corner by the old mirror. And she looked almost like threw me and said "It never ends Chance and your birthday is coming" and then jumped out the window and I ran over and she was just laying on the sidewalk. Then she smiled up at me and died.

Gavin and I was living in Jacksonville, he was still in Highway 55 country band. They were all going to paint our house after their show. I stayed home to prepare our house to be painted, I fell asleep with scissors in my hand and ended up cutting my hair off. I was invited to a party, my old friend Alexis picked me up. I was texting my little sister who has been upset because she hasn't got to see me in a long time, magically she was at the same party I was. So we both hugged and her friend had to leave so we said our goodbyes, then Alexis was ready to leave, and I asked her if she could take me to my grandparents house in Georgia because my house was flooded she said I guess. She drove a convertible, and it had a bunch of dogs attached to strings outside her car, we had to hold the strings so the dogs could pull the car.

There is a little girl and i am seeing through her eyes. i'm in a white small dark tunnel about the size of a bigger vent. My hands are tied, and I've been gagged. I'm scared and crying. I wriggle/crawl through the tunnel. I don't know why because I don't think I'll get anywhere. As I move, I notice a hole above me. It's big enough for me to fit through. As I go toward it, a hand smashes down into the tunnel. It's unnaturally pale. It's trying to get me! For some reason I can't go backwards! I can't go fast enough! The hand grabbed my hair and started pulling me up, but I escaped. Then suddenly I remembered. This is what my mother did before she died. When I was being a bad girl. I'm scared. I back away far enough to where the hand can't reach me. Maybe I'll sleep here, and when I wake up, she'll be gone... Wait! She's coming down here! HELP!!! Then there is static, like an old tv switching channels back and forth. I see the hand trying to grab me, then I see her rushing toward me, pale and deadly. Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth.

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