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I always dream that I'm standing under the towers and the smoke suddenly stops and the sun comes out. The towers above me you can see the impacts from the planes but there's no fire anymore and the glass is shattered and lays broken all around me. And then when I look down all I see are people laying on the ground around me I get down to ask one of them what's wrong and the guy always says don't let me die. So I call for help but no one comes to help and I'm the only one there. And then I look up and see faces looking down at me from the windows and I look up and a flag is right behind me so I pick it up off the ground and I hoist it in front of the towers and everyone laying on the ground smiles at me. But I begin to feel a lot of pain in my chest and I fall to the ground on my knees and then a soldier comes over to me and picks me up and says you can't rest yet son you have work to do and then my dream ends

I was working at a daycare, but not my usual one, one I was filling in for. It was almost in a summer camp type setting. I was filling in for different lunch breaks, nothing particularly memorable going on. I was walking across the dirt parking lot after just talking with boss and a car was slowly approaching from the driveway entrance. There was a Muslim lady driving a dark brown Sudan, she also worked at the center. She looked to the right before entering the parking lot. I saw a child walking /running freely as if it were a summer camp and kids were roaming free run from somewhere and was to the left of the car. I put my arm up to point at the girl and yell at both to be careful, make sure they were aware of each other , but I could get my breath out in time and lady turned left running over the child. It was almost as if she got sucked under. I ran over, people had gathered , the Muslim/nikab wearing women was asking what to do, like back up and expose child or leave the car on top. I wasn't able to give an opinion before the lady backed the car up. I ran closer to the child and others did too. I wanted to help I yelled out to call 911 but they reached her before me and I said I'd call 911 and told them to help her.( I wanted to take charge, but backed down ) I run and I can't remember what I used to dial but when I'd dialled 911the numbers kept changing after I'd raise the device to my ear. Wasn't able to. I tried my cell and a computer. Eventually so frustrated I decided to run to a business of sorts where a male acquaintance was. He was an ex firefighter . As I ran over the driveway turned to stairs and the child laid motionless on the steps a couple sand toys near by. I asked an adult passerbyer why I they moved her body. They didn't know. No one was helping her but my mission was 911 so it didn't occur to me. Ran to this guys house..was really scared and anxious trying to explain I needed to call 911. He was helping someone when I got there I waited 2-3 seconds then interrupted , at first he got angry as if I was being rude, then was annoyed I didn't come in screaming a instead of waiting 2-3seconds to interrupt . He dials 911 for me and hands me the phone, I explain what happen and hang up. I feel emotionally exhausted at this point break down crying and keep going over images for this kid being run over. Venting to this ex- fireman. I do at this point realize that no one was with her on the steps and think I should have stayed to help and got someone else to call 911. I stay a little while ranting and crying while the man tries to consol me... As I head back to the daycare center I wonder if I should talke the Ativan from my purse. I worried I look too relaxed if I do and people will think I'm cold, but if I don't, I am having a hard time managing myself right now. I didn't make a decision, but I made it back to work and woke up.

Me and the people on my speech and debate team were waiting on the school bus to go back to our school after the tournament. My grandmother was there and she started yelling at me. One guy on my team stood up for me, which was cool until he said something mean about my great grandmother being dead. That upset me and I started crying and I got off the bus and hid somewhere as I cried. One girl was tasked to find me, and upon my return I found that everyone was mad at me for getting upset. No one apologized for the rude statements the guy who tried defending me said.

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