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The dream starts with me in a car and I am driving through an abandoned city I do not recognize. I do not recognize the care or the person in the passenger seat. The person has long wavy fiery read hair with a devilish smirk that made me shiver. I glanced over at her and the car span out of control and all I could she was her throwing her head back and laughing. The nest thing I know, I am in the ocean struggling to get out of the car but the girl is holding me down. I could feel my chest tighten with anxiety, my breathing becoming more and more shallow. I try to fight her of by kicking and scratching but its no use. The girl will not move. I finally kick her in the face and she lets go of me long enough to let me get away. I am now trying to find my way to the surface of the water. I suddenly am pulled back causing me to literally jump in my sleep, which in turn wakes me up.

Well, Im unsure about this but I want to give it a try to see if I can get this dream sorted out. So here goes. Ever since I was little, as far back as I can remember right before I got really ill and still to this day before I get ill I have this dream. Now I can't remember all of it because as soon as I go to describe the later part of it the memory of it just goes 'puff' and its gone no matter how hard I try, but here is the bit Ican remember. I'm in this room thats white all round, there are doors everywhere I face and all I can do is sit there and cry, in the middle of the room. every time I go to open one of the doors I get this terrible feeling and when I open the door its nothing but black, cold and silent. As soon as this happens I get taken right back to the middle of the room and the top of the room goes black, before giant black bricks are dropped over me, but when they touch me all they do is send me into a crying fit and make my skin feel like I have ants or spiders or something, I'm not sure what, running over my whole body like pins and needles but moving. This happens a number of times before I get the right door and I'm let out, but I end up in a dark wood kind of area with people I dont know around me and the same thing happens with the black bricks when I look at them. When I wake up after this dream I often feel the tingling feeling for a while as well.

I am in my drivers Ed instructor’s car. I can feel my palms start to sweat as Gena, my instructor, is giving me directions. I do not understand why I am so nervous; I have been on multiple lessons. I am currently on my way to London when I see a stop light turn red. I try to press my foot on the break but it does nothing. I continue to try and it does not work either. Gena is not paying any attention, as she is currently texting. As I get closer and closer to the stoplight, I give up on the brake and try the emergency brake instead. As I go to pull it, the handle breaks off. At this point, my dream slows down giving me the opportunity to look around. I look to my left and notice a sweet old lady sitting in a red bug, I watch as she crossed the intersection. Next, I look to the right and notice a big transport truck approaching the intersection. The man behind the wheel looks tried as though he has been driving all day. During my observations, the car I am in is now about to cross the intersection, with a transport truck coming full speed toward me. I run through my options. Those options being close my eyes brace myself and hope for the best or speed up and hope to avoid the transport truck. I chose the second option. I slammed my foot on the gas and speed through the intersection. I miss the truck by an inch. I sighed a breath of relief, took my foot of the gas, and pulled the car over.

I am about four years old running in a park I have never been to before. I am wearing my favorite red shoes and my barney shirt. I keep running and twirling and every time I twirl, I see a different person I recognize that is much younger than the present day. I see my father and mother in there teenage years holding hands laughing. I see my grandparents, at about the age of twenty, yelling and screaming at each other. In the dream my best friends around the same age as I am. They are swing and laughing as though they do not have a care in the world. When suddenly the sky turns dark and the clouds open up. The rain is hard and does not give up. I continue to twirl through the rain. As I twirl faster and faster, I see everyone as they are today. How their experiences and the realties of life have changed them. My parents have turned quiet and are no longer smiling at each other. My grandparents sit in cold empty silence. They have nothing to say to each other after their long lives together. My best friends have traded in getting high on swings to just getting high.

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