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I don't remember exactly how it started, but basically the "devil" which i cant remember what it looked like but it was a male &had hooves but stood.... and basically he was going to come and iwas going to die, and my stepsister who i'm very close with was there guiding me through the entire process and we were talking about this kid who my step sister had known who's also gone through the same thing and how its almost like killing yourself and there wouldnt be any turning back or taking anybody with you or letting anybody know and so we were picking out clothes that we wanted to take with us and we would either just drop the clothes onto the ground and they would get sucked into the ground but it wasnt working well and so the other way was to drop them down the sink which was like a sharp vacuum cuz it had small blades and would cut my fingertips each time i put clothing down it, and after i put a pair of dark blue shorts, death (devil) appeared behind me and like stabbed me slowly down my back and told me that i cant be dressing to impress any other dead people, and then me and my stepsister were by our front door and my dad came home and i was walking with him the entire time from the door up the stairs and he told me to come into his bedroom and he was basically going to yell at me for something and i was so sad that he didnt know i was dead and so i started crying cuz he technically couldnt see me but he still thought that he could since he didnt know the truth and i didnt want him yelling at me to be the last thing that he could remember doing before i died and so i walked into my room instead and my stepsister followed and i sat on the floor leaning against my bed and she sat on my desk chair and he stood and started yelling at me and i kept crying and he was so angry and he kept telling me how stupid i was and my step sister was like "billy, stop yelling before you make her upset, you're going to make her upset" and then i was crying and screaming "dad, stop it before YOU get upset!" and he kept yelling and i kept apologizing and crying cuz i really didnt want him being left with the guilt of yelling at me and he was like "Megan, what" and my step sister was like " billy, punch her" and he thought she was joking around and he laughed and playfully did but his hand went through my face and he was just like "....what.." and he sounded so broken and upset and confused like he had just been ripped into pieces and i kept saying that i was sorry and that i couldnt even leave him the note that said in green highlighter, "I'm sorry daddy and tell mom im sorry its too late now" (because me and her dont have a relationship and she hasnt come see us in over 6years) but the devil told me he would have to cut my back again if i tried to leave it because it would of messed up the entire process? and so i was cleaning my room and i left my water bottles that my room is always trashed with for my dad to try and remember me by and it was so sad and he was so unbelieveably hurt by the entire thing and then my step mom came home and he was just sitting and crying and then i was watching her car from the sky with them both in it, and she was complaining about me and he started crying and then i woke up in tears.

I'm dreaming about the apocalypse every night. When I'm dreaming, I'm having apocalyptic visions, about what's actually going to happen in real life. I'm having apocalyptic visions in dreams and in real life. After my Cassandra visions, I'll already know what's going to happen, and when the time comes its happens. Generally, I'm telling the future truthfully, and no one will accept it. But it turns out to be correct. Apocalyptic dreams daily have became a big health problem for me.

At times i wish i could read people better, it feels like I'm slowly losing my ability to think clearly on certain things. Or is it because i start trusting the wrong people I'm not sure truthfully. I know that there something on my mind subconsciously since my dreams which are always very vivid and detailed have been progressively getting worse in the sense of me being torn in to parts and dying not to mention all of my friends and family all but my girl friend why is that? In all these dreams i wake up to me either tearing up or the feeling of emptiness.

In the dream, my husband was getting married to another woman. I never saw the woman. I just knew he was getting married and I was trying to get into the wedding to break it up. I wanted to let everyone know that we had sex last night....the truth is that we had sex last night and when I woke up, I was troubled by this dream. We've been happily married for 15 years. My in-laws are unbearable --I've wanted to leave him to get away from them but we have maintained a good relationship other than that. I'm usually able to interpret the symbols of a dream but this one has me stumped. Another weird thing about the dream is that it was happening in a church I grew up in down south. It was my childhood church filled with all of his family and friends.

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