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I am walking in the area of Union and Bijou. There are many bears wandering around but I am not concerned. The bears are just meandering about not hurting anything. Suddenly a panel truck/van comes backing into the intersection and one bear stands up to challenge it. The van is traveling pretty fast and the bear is hit and pushed into the storm drain at the corner of the intersection. It is obviously dead. The van driver gets out and I say to him, Did you see him challenge you?”

They were foreclosing on my house, the auctioneer was selling off all of my belongings inside my house, I was standing in my front yard on the grass with 2 orderlies holding each one of my arms as I was bawling because DHS (Department of Human Services) was there taking my youngest daughter away from me and placing her in foster care because my 3 older daughters were standing on the sidewalk and were having me committed because they had everyone convinced I was crazy. They were standing off to the side on the sidewalk, while I watched everything I love being taken away from me. On the other side of the street was a 1950's white panel ambulance ready to take me to the loony bin in Independence, Iowa. (that is where we have our state run psycho ward.

Okay so in my dream, i was driving somewhere with my family and then we stopped at a hotel (i think) and this obviously had powerful meanings to me as my family were all looking at me and i felt upset and tearful. Despite this i found myself inside walking down the corridor by myself when i passed a woman who i seemed to recognize and she stopped and came back to me and turned around a picture in her hand that showed a picture of a baby, which made me exclaim and then start to cry. When i looked up she held a baby/toddler who was i think about one and a half, the baby was a girl who had a small amount of very ginger hair on her head and really big blue eyes (like myself.) i was bawling my eyes out and this baby was staring at me with her amazing eyes. I knew that she was my daughter and that i had given birth to her when i was too young to take care of her and that's why she was with this woman. The woman then had no baby but beckoned me down the corridor and through some double doors into a big hall with a stage at the front the woman wasn't in front of me anymore but a small girl who had long red hair down to her waist which was tucked into her jacket and peaked out at the bottom, when i asked her to take it out she did, although i don't remember her voice or her face. i followed her up to the front where two teenagers were standing on the stage watching me, the girl had red hair which was a little way past her shoulders and the boy had black hair which was curly on top but less at the sides, they smiled at me and i was crying again, i knew that they were my children, and the boy looked about 14 and the girl about 13. I asked them how old they were and the boy said "we're teenagers now" and then the hall was filled with people and my daughter shouted out to them something about how i was always going to be their mother and that she loved me so much. I was still crying and my family were there too and my children kept smiling at me like they were so happy to see me.

I'm standing in a dead, yellow meadow. The outskirts if the five acre meadow are lined with healthy oak trees. A wind stirrs the trees, but I do not feel it. A faceless (not masked) man in blue jeans and a black turtle neck sweater approaches me with a handgun. At first it is an unassuming gesture, gun at his side. As he gets closer he takes aim. I begin to fear. The anxiety builds until he shoots me; fist in the stomach and then in the head. Instead of waking I float above us as he slices my body with a filet knife. I still feel the pain when I awake.

I was in a chruch and a guy is standing in cront of me talking to me i dont know what he was saying i couldnt really see him other than he was wearing a black suit his compliction was really light but couldnt realy see a face i was looking around at everything then we went out side he was still talking and i was trying to rember everything that was around me try to plant it in my head to rember it then i strated falling(as to being born) he was screaming at me that he would find me and i strated yelling back how and keep say he would find me no to worry i woke myself up yeling how r u going to find me

They were foreclosing on my house, the auctioneer was selling off all of my belongings inside my house, I was standing in my front yard on the grass with 2 orderly's holding each one of my arms as I was bawling because DHS (Department of Human Services) was there taking Maddi away from me and placing her in foster care because my 3 older girls were standing on the sidewalk and were having me committed because they had everyone convinced I was crazy. They were standing off to the side on the sidewalk, while I watched everything I love being taken away from me. On the other side of the street was a 1950's white panel ambulance ready to take me to the loony bin

Okay so I was locked in a room with two christmas trees and two other people in the room with me. We are all girls. The dream took place in Russia. The man who captured us was outside in another home and he was violent and scary. Fast forward. At one point me and the two other girls were trying to escape. The man was on the outside trying to keep us in while we were fighting back. At one point i discovered a window that was right next to what was going on and I opened it. Then it fast forwards and the man is standing under it in water. We start pouring a orange liquid kind of like soap all oveer his face and he starts to drown and the next thing you know he turns into a little Chinese boy slowly floating to the bottom of the water with the orange stuff covering his face but you could hear him screaming.

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