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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.

I was lost along a country road i was somewhere on the outskirts of ramsgate and i was trying to get back to folkestone each route i tried lead back to where i had come from or got me more lost. very confusing there was someone else with me but i have no idea who it was then we saw police car.. asked them where to go they didn't know they said they would drive around and try and find something it started snowing and the snow was getting deeper so had to start walking through these woods..were lost then somehow it flashed to some pregnant girl sitting on a chair.. said hi to some really enthusiastic man who worked in the building. i was crying and exhausted, i broke down and couldn't go on and i collapsed the person i was with spotted a group of young men who helped us. then i'm sat in the corner with a dirty old man, eating small fish whole and gagging

My dream last night is Im with my family wandering somewhere. i didn't know the place suddenly they gone and I see a man lying on the street and begin chasing over me..the appearance of this man is like he's suffering from illness, I looked at him while im running on the street of our house.. when im in front of our house, the gate is locked so i panic and look for an open door of our neighbor because this man is hunting me..then a boy from our neighbor ask me to enter to their house and wait for my family to arrive..then I just woke up

I dreamed I witnessed or caused the death of a boy. He fell off a ledge several stories onto a platform below, outside the city gates. There was a funeral for him outside the gates, but the atmosphere was lighthearted and happy. I walked to the edge of the platform where he had fallen, passing people, hearing them talking behind me. When I turned around, the noise suddenly stopped and the people were gone. I ran to the gate that had been opened to find it closed. I tripped over a bottle of painkiller that had not been there before, the same painkiller we used to withhold from the boy who died. I felt a cold presence approaching as I banged on the door and screamed. I heard him laughing.

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