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My cat wakes me up At 630am to go outside. My oldest son happens to be at the side of the bed so I take his hand and then my youngest son is there and I take his hand. I hear a loud airplane noise. We walk to the front door and I notice its open. I procede to open it to let the cat out and see my husband on the porch and realize he left the door ajar. Walking back through the house with both children holding my hands we look out the window and a plane flies over the house and crashes into the town below.

I still remember a strange dream I had, a few months to maybe half a year back. In it, I was outside of one the apartments in my complex, one I knew. On the flat concrete in front of the front door, was sitting my mom. Yet, it wasn’t -really- my mom. I don’t know if I can explain it properly, but whatever it was simply took form of her I feel. She’s not even able to sit on the ground in reality, or position her legs the way she did. She’s overweight, along with having a physical handicap that stops her from doing anything like that. Whatever it was, had sort of a strange presence, and it felt spiritual, almost higher. It seemed to have deep knowledge perhaps, I don’t know. But it attempted to make me manipulate my dream, by creating a kitten, in which I failed to do so. When I couldn’t, it said that I “wasn’t ready”. Could this simply just be some silly dream, or something more?

I had a dream where I was at a restaurant with my parents, and there was extremely loud music that seemed to have bothered everybody. Aside from that, I had looked outside and noticed a group of small schoolchildren, not toddlers, but, big enough to understand the difference between right and wrong. I saw that they were lighting trees on fire, and I had immediately rushed to put them out. I then looked over, and saw a smaller group of kids go with one tall boy that held a gas canister. The children ran away screaming, and I ran over to examine the scene. I couldn't see a fire, but, I saw a traffic cone there, surrounded by police tape. I lifted the cone up, and underneath, was a cup of water. I saw the tall figure, and quickly became annoyed by him. I tried to splash him with my bucket of water, but, then I realized that it was gasoline. I also shouted how if he messes up in any form, he would be set ablaze. I saw that he had a smart fire already growing on his blue shirt, and he tried to remove it. I turned away from it and heard an agonizing scream. Which then afterwards, I received a text message that said he would need healing because, "his skin was melted off." Eventually, I remember being in a cramped hotel room, trying to escape something that was knocking at my door. I sluggishly ran towards a few doors, closing them behind me, and hiding inside of a closed closet.

I'm at a church, entering through the side door. I move multiple times, shuffling seats as more people come in. They are talking about a fasting video, eighty minutes long. When church is over, I go outside to wait for my ride. There is a van with guys in and around it. I feel danger there and I continue walking. I walk around to the front and go through the church again. I call my husband and he's not left yet, he will be late. I walk back out and see the van still there, the danger still there and so I go to tell a minister. I tell him stranger danger and he goes out and tells them to leave the premise. They leave and he comes back in and tells me the danger is gone. I begin walking around the outside again. I call my husband and again and tell him to pick me up in the back of the church but it isn't my husband. It is a student of mine. I call and get my husband's voicemail. He's still not there. I'm walking again and I see a large car and two older men in suits. They come towards me with a blanket and somehow they force me into the car. They abuse my body. Then they make me go into a room in the church and they continue abusing me. They rape me. Somehow I get away through a side door and tell someone in the church what happened to me.

I dreamt that my fiancé dyed my hair pink while I was sleeping and for some reason I got really upset when I woke up in the dream. I was mad but like a mad sad feeling because I started to attack him. I remember I would grab his face an repeatedly hit his head against the wall while yelling "I hate you!"...I started crying when I was doing that, looking at his face while I was doing that broke my heart. An then he ran out the door outside, in the dream I felt sad when he ran out the door. An I wasn't even mad at that point, so I ran out the door after him. My mom tried to tell me to stay inside, but I wouldn't. When I went after him he tried to run faster an even tried to hide around the corner to lose me. But I knew where he was and stopped him. I just remember falling to the ground wanting him to forgive my actions. Instead of telling I love him. I just let him go, i didn't want him to leave.. but I couldn't seem to get myself to say don't leave. I woke up immediately after, an I couldn't stop crying after i woke up

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