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It always started with a vibrant color red slowly fading into the background, like a backdrop of evil setting the scene. Around the edges and into the corners of my vision were black shadows, the darkest I had ever seen. I entered from the left, terrified beyond measure, yet determined to get what I came for; my grandparents’ release from Hell, from the bondage of Satan himself. Nana and Papo, my paternal grandparents, would enter from the right, distraught, resigned, yet, a bit hopeful. I ran to them, hugging and kissing them. I can still feel the way my grandfather’s solid middle felt against my skinny, half-grown arms. And then there was Satan. His voice boomed over us like thunder. My heart seized with panic and sank like a rock within me as terror washed over me like an ocean’s wave. For just a moment, the three of us huddled together, Nana, Papo and me. Then, after what felt like an eternity of being frozen in fear but seconds of being comforted by the warmth of their bodies, of their love, my voice found me. I freed myself from the entanglement of their arms and knew I had to do this on my own. I demanded their freedom. I asked that they be able to return with me to my home. While I do not remember the words that roared from the scoffing voice overhead, I remember that my request was denied. Nana and Papo had to stay in Hell. There was no question about it. Then, they turned and exited back from whence they had come, resigned, saddened but willing. I screamed. I screamed their names. I screamed in protest. I screamed because of the injustice. They did not belong there. They knew Jesus. And yet, it had not been enough. In that moment, He had not been enough. That’s when I would awake in a panic, crying, hardly able to breathe. Yet another thing was out of my control. Yet another injustice was being committed and I could do nothing. My voice was not being heard. My stomach was churning as was my heart.

I was at the house working. I went into the bathroom and got in the bathtub and started to bathe. I was clothed to an extent. I didn't have any pants on. I lay back in the water and started to thing about why people commit suicide. The whole bathroom was a dark shade of gold. As I thought, I slowly submerged myself under the water and thought "This is it. I can feel myself slipping away..." Then right as everything started to get blurred and dark I came out of the water and started to cry. I sobbed loudly and ferociously and I watched the tears drop into the water and disappear.

It started out in a castle .. this castle of course looked very old on the out side and just as new on the inside. the dream picked up when I was coming out. I stepped into the entrance room; and rectangular room with a banister just about the center of the room so that someone on the second floor could walk the full lengeth of the room. I began to rise into the air. and when I reached the banister wings erupted from my back and I began to fly around the room. I flew out of the door that was already open. I landed on the steps of the school and looked into the sky were I saw hundreds of thousands of angles circling. it looked like a hurican of angles. I then looked to one of the second story windows of the school.. where I saw about 5 angles gathered at one of the windows. I flew over to them to see what they were doing. and I saw the angle in front who was having a telepathic conversation with a girl in the class room. he gestured with one finger for her to come out side and she got up and left the class room.. the teach kept teaching the students kept learning.. no one noticed her leave. I then wanted to see how high and fast I could fly so I began to fly I found myself in the universe.. and I was over the earth.. I said "this is got to be a dream.. but I like where its going, so Ill follow it! I flew back to the school.. where there were two men.. who had no wings.. a voice came from beyond the dream and said. " one this day thogh many were called not all remembered how to fly I told them I would teach them both.. and grabbed them both in each arm. and began to try and fly.. but I couldnt. all the while there were shadows trying to get me.. but I could jump over them.. I told the two men the best way I could explain in words.. how to fly and they went.. I dont know if they ever learned

I was with a sister and a friend. Their faces were blurry, so I couldn't recognize them at all. I just knew who they were. We were in my grandparents old house, and it was a perfect match to what it was in real life. My parents were upstairs sleeping, and us 3 stayed downstairs until later. We saw on the news that morning that it was the "Night of the Savannah" and to take caution. We looked it up, and found that it was a creature that visited your house at night and tried to hurt you. That night, we were turning off the lights to head upstairs. We all walked out to the dining room from the kitchen, and my sister was attacked by a large black shadow with bright white eyes. It squeezed her, shook her, and she screamed. The more she screamed, the more she was hurt. My friend fled to the living room, and the shadow then did the same to her. I ran and smacked the shadow, and it turned on me. It grabbed a hold of my neck, and every time I screamed louder it squeezed harder. Eventually, I grabbed its neck and it began screaming as well. An ear piercing, horrible scream. It wouldn't die, my friend and sister started shooting it and stabbing it. I wound up slamming my hand over it's mouth and it stopped screaming, and then started to fade into dust. My sister and friend were beating and shooting at the air, and I was still screaming, feeling like something was still touching me.

I had a dream that i heard the handle of my door and then a few seconds later close again. As i tried to open my eyes i had managed to make out a shadow that quickly disappeared before they shut again.The next minute i was trying to call out for my mum (knowing she was staying the night and in the next room). I couldn't get the words out though, almost like i was in shock and they were muffled. I also tried forcing myself to open my eyes, but it wasn't working - it was like they were so heavy that all my force was not strong enough. Eventually i was able to open them and sit up in my bed but there was nothing i could see. My heart was racing and i was even more fearful of falling back to sleep than i have been before even after watching scary movies. Once i did go back to sleep, my body jumped and woke to every little noise for the rest of the night.

In the dream I was in my old School which i left 4 years ago.In my dream I saw that sky is tearing apart. It had a hole in it similar to the shape of banana. Fire was boiling inside that hole. At first it appeared that earthquake had struck.. there was a huge noise. Everybody were running here and there thinking it was an earthquake. I looked up and saw that sky had burst apart and it had turned red. I felt that now its my end. I along with my old friends ran into the school toilet to be safe. But somehow an idea came inside me that I will die here. Fire ball is going to break apart this building. So I ran out and jumped at a ledge and hid beneath the shrubs and trees. For your information, the trees and shrubs were grown in a wall and i was underneath its shade. But I realized soon that I had made a foolish decision to come out,building was more safe. Then I woke up.

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