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In my dream It felt like I was on drugs and over dosed. Someone or something was Lifting my hand up and I opened my eyes and no one was there. I was like levitating. There was a party the night before And my little sister was trying to go but my aunt didn't let her I yelled at my sister for even trying to go. I almost beat my cousin dannys ass but I don't know why but he thought I feared him for some reason. Then at the end when i thought i was awake (this felt so real it scared me) someone was walking in my apartment and I heard footsteps then felt someone holding my facedown with a pillow and run I heard the door was open I tried to open my eyes and get up I couldn't I tried pinching my self and moving alot but I couldn't and then after trying really hard I woke up to the scene from my apartment which was just how I had it but without the pillow I couldn't move my body or talk in the beginning   of both scenes i yelled to my brother for help And the first time he came.

I was on a bus, and passing by I saw one car accident, then we pass through. Then I see my ex best friend's truck, I knew it was his because we got yellow paint on the back of it and it was a red f-150. After that some kind of delivery truck is right ahead of us and somehow the front end of his truck collapses and the truck flips. The man gets out of the truck, but trips and gashes his throat open on a curb. Meanwhile one of my friends from the bus just video tapes him gushing blood and dying. No one called and ambulance, everyone just watched him die miserably.

I had a vision of seeing twin boys-newborns- dressed in blue shirts with mommy's favorite written on both of them in blue writing white diapers and were laying on a white blanket they were sleeping quietly- one facing right the other facing left with their hands curled up in an almost fist-like shape later they both opened up their eyes- the one on the left being lighter than the one on the right and just stared at each other they soon changed outfits rapidly- from red button-down pajamas to pale yellow shirts and diapers or white shorts- then to gr***** green shirts and diapers to white shirts and diapers then finally to royal purple shirts and diapers orange shirts and turquoise shirts and diapers

I have this reoccurring dream that happens quite often since I was in grade school, It takes place in my mom’s home is McNary, Arizona. I wake up within my dream in my bed at my mom’s house, everything is dark but looking out the window the sky is orange (this is usually the color of the sky after it snows at night). I walk down the hall feeling very uneasy, I can see that no one is home. I go to the closet grab a jacket and step outside. My dogs are gone and my friend is standing at the end of the pathway outside our gate, saying, “Shannon we have to go, they are coming.” I don’t say anything. I just run off the porch and get to the end of the pathway and she is gone. I start heading down her house. The place is heavily filled with pine trees and snow, with red splatters here and there. I can feel the fatigue in my lungs from breathing the cold air so I stop. But I here the crunching of the snow beneath someone’s feet, at this point I feel so much fear my heart is racing. But my instinct is to turn around when I do there is a hooded person with its eyes glowing red. I’m frozen I can’t move, I can feel my heartbeat in my head forcing the blood back to my face. I turn to run, but there is another red-eye person there. It slams me to the ground and sits on top of me pinning me, and the other person pinning my arms above my head. It pulls out a gun, cocks it and I beg squirming around and crying. “Sit still” the voice of a male softy says. I relax knowing my fate; he kisses my forehead and then my lips. Placing his hand on my chest and placed the gun between his fingers and pulls the trigger 3 times. I can feel the pain, I yell in my head “Wake up! Wake up!” and I do. My heart is pounding hard and I’m sweating.

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