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I woke up that morning in tears. Not knowing why I have had this same dream for the past two and a half years. It never did make sense to me, but I just brushed it off and kept going. There I was standing in my front yard of my old home, birds were chirping and dogs were barking. I was watching my life and future drive away in his red with white racing stripes down the front hood. Never knowing what could have been because all I seen was this truck slowly fading away in the distance. As I turned around and fell to my knees asking God “ Why me? Why does this have to happen?” As I got the strength to get up, I seen a person standing over me. I couldn’t see their face for the sun was shining so bright. I come to the recognition that it had to be an angel of God helping me. They grabbed me by the hand and said “ I will help you, you just have to let go of whatever it is that is holding you down.” I looked down at the ground for maybe a second and after finally getting back on my feet, they were gone, vanished, nowhere to be seen. I wiped the tear from my eyes and started back to the front door. As I was opening the door little by little I noticed that it was not my home, not a home at all. It was like a fairytale land. The grass was a green as it could be the sky as blue as it has ever been and a waterfall trickling down the hilly land and a rainbow covering as if was its blanket. I looked up at the sky and all I seen was my Aunt Renee’s face, just as I remembered her. There was a long complete silence; you could hear the drop of a hat. I was in complete awe of what I was witnessing. She then proceeded say to me “Emmy, everything is going to be just fine, I promise” I started crying, in disbelief that that had just happened. My father walked up to me and said “I am so sorry.” Then turning around and walking away, he disappeared into thin air. My Aunt Renee then asked me what was going on; my reply was “I don’t know.” She then started to disappear, as I was begging her not to go she didn’t say anything and then she was gone. I have never gotten past that part in my dream; I always wake up right after that part.

I wear a Spangenhelm on the battlefield. Because of this I am recognized and given proper respect. My spangenhel, intimidates my enemies and earns me respect from allies. When I wear it I am nearly invincible. Trouble may follow, but I use my dignity to overcome it. I'm dignified even when up to my ears in mud. It's what makes people respect me. A serious, thoughtful demeanor is the route to success. The most important quality of a great hero is Strength. A norn who seeks to become a legend must have great physical prowess. Strength is the key to victory! At a recent celebratory moot held in Hoelbrak, I got in a fight. I've had a rival ever since I was young. He's intelligent, treacherous, and cunning. I lost our last duel, but next time we meet, I will even the score. When I was still a cub, I had a vision. A Spirit of the Wild spoke to me and offered its guardianship. That spirit was a Snow Leopard. Snow Leopard is a stealthy, smiling spirit. She teaches us independence, strategy, and laughter in the face of danger. To this day, her wisdom guides me, and my memory of her visit comforts me on dark nights.

I was putting something in my uncles car from the store, on the passengers side. A man walks to close so I scream at him and make the car alarm go off, he then laughs and screams back with a smirk on his face and continues as he's about to cross the street behind the car. I get in the car and for some reason the window is down some but I roll it up where there is just a crack, put on my seat belt and then lock the doors. I realize the man I yelled at is trying to get in the car, I do not know him. Then about two more men shoe up and then a final one. They were speaking a different language. I had the led so I put in the ignition to make sure the windows were locked and the doors were locked. I kept pushing the horn for them to back away but they would back away a little bit and come back. I would try and sound the car alarm but I would have trouble finding the button. I have my permit and I am 22yrs old, I know how to drive but I'm not an dcoeriencrd driver. I unhooked my seat belt and climb into the drivers sweat and sit on my left leg because I'm short and put the key in the ignition. It's raining now and I can't see out the windows. One man with black hair is still in the window talking and looks confused as to why I would think about pulling off. I start the car and wake up feeling scared.

I dreamed I was in a mansion with other people, though I don't remember knowing who they were. It was a nice and gothic mansion, though someone walked into a bedroom I was in and told me he was going to cut my head off. I acted as if this was normal and laid on the bed. He took sheep shears out, and before he did it I asked him if it would hurt. He said no, so I let him cut my head off. He did it incredibly slowly, but I felt no pain. I just thought how interesting it was that I still had cognitive thought - I wondered when my brain and spinal cord would finally disconnect. And when they did, my thoughts still fluttered for a bit; I think I died with my eyes open. Then I became a ghost, and I helped the other people in the mansion pass as the man cut their heads off. Everything was done like a ritual. I remember trying to hide a child in the end. I guess I felt she should be spared.

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