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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.

I had a dream that I was about to give birth to a little girl. In my dream I had blacked out and awoke in my dream to have already given birth. I was distraught, because while I knew childbirthing was painful, I felt I had missed an important opportunity or milestone in my life. My boyfriend was beside me, and he had told me that I had drank a bottle of wine the night prior, and that's why I was asleep through the process. I had cared for my baby for a while (breastfeeding, cradling, rocking, etc.) and then when I took her to the park with some family, it was as if the child began to grow at a rapid rate before my eyes. First a toddler, then a little older, and so on until the child appeared about 5-7. However, I was still aware she was only supposed to be a couple days old. She hadn't even officially met her father yet! She looked nothing like me or my boyfriend , but I knew she was ours. My boyfriend has near black hair and brown eyes, while I have light brown hair and light brown eyes. My dream daughter had toehead blonde hair and sky blue eyes. She was also really tall (but my boyfriend and I are tall so that part made sense). She was learning how to roll down a hill with some of her new friends made at the park. She was having trouble so I was helping her out, showing how to tuck her legs in and hold her arms forward. After we were done playing at the park, we went home with my mother (her grandmother) and during the way back, my mom had mentioned how my daughter didn't like country music, and I thought that was funny because I too hate country music. As we were about to see Matt (my boyfriend ), I called him saying we were going to visit him and when I was describing how wonderful our daughter was to him I could not stop bawling my eyes out. I woke up before we made it to his place.

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