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I often dream vivid dreams. Last night I was swimming in the ocean, alone, far from shore but with it still in sight. In the distance, a jet came into view. The closer it came to me, the more I could see that it was going to crash. Out of control, the jet ambled towards me. I had nowhere to go, no way to escape. I felt certain it was going to attempt a water landing with me in its path. I was left only to pray, and watch. It came closer and closer. Flying low, I dove underwater as it approached, fighting to go deeper. The plane squealed loudly as it skimmed the surface of the water above me. I could look up and see its belly scratching and clawing the surface above. The sound was deafening, a collective terrorizing shout of fear of the hundreds of nameless faces inside I could not see. As the plane skid past me, and with my lungs empty and crying for air, I fought with every muscle in my body aching to break back to the top and breathe again. I made it just in time, looking over my shoulder with weak but effusive pants just in time to see the plane bellow into the giant beachside hotel buildings, destroying them on impact with a deafening blow that echoed for miles. The anticipated explosion followed. I spent the next few minutes back underwater hiding and looking up as debris fell and tattered my surroundings forming a blanket that sought to drown me. Treading water moments later, the once peaceful ocean was littered and trashed with fiery scraps of metal, junk and torn body parts. I rescued a drowning boy and his sister. They were maybe five. Twins. Crawling onto the beach with the boy and the girl on my back, wringing to my neck, I laid them down. They were alive, whoever they were. I woke up.

The dream that I want to analyze is the dream that I had when I was about 5 years old. It is a dream that I have never forgotten. In my dream it is the end of the world and it is raining fireballs. I am still only 5 in my dream and I am running through a city with other people looking for shelter from the fireballs. A group of about 20 of us find a beautiful church in the middle of the city and decide to seek shelter there. When we do get inside the church, it is quiet and peaceful as if nothing was happening outside. At the altar of the church is a coffin and slowly all of us walk towards it. As we approach the coffin everyone begins to stop and I find myself walking up to it alone. I turn around and look at everyone, and I can see fear in there eyes. I am full of curiosity, and I turn around and walk up to the coffin and open it up. And in an instant an Angel flies up to the ceiling of the church and stretches his wings and looks down upon us. He is beautiful and glowing in this beautiful white light. He speaks to me without opening his mouth and tells me that everything will be okay. And I believe him. There is more to the dream but for the sake of the assignment I will end it here.

I was standing at a little boy's bedside. He was fast asleep and I could instantly feel a connection between us. However, I could not see his face. The room lolled like my former friend's room, but the exit was different. It was peaceful for only a moment when a monster suddenly appeared and tried to harm the little boy. I immediately switched into attack mode a chased away the monster. As I go back to the boy, it comes back. This cycle happened several times before I was exhaughsted. And just as I think the monster gave up, it came after me! I tried my hardest to make it leave, but by that time, I was too weak and tired to fight back. And soon enough, the monster caught an killed me.

I had a dream of 2 large strong bulls that were connected by their tale. It wasn't tied, they simply shared the same tail. They were walking between A mountain that had a hole in the middle of it, something that I've never seen before. However, i was told that it was called moon hill in my dream. After the 2 bulls walked through moon hill, they appeared to be clean. Not to say that they looked dirty prior to walking through the mountain, but their coat of skin was just so shiny. They were so large and strong and i could see the sun glistening off their Dark coat of skin. They looked so peaceful, and almost as though they didn't even know they were sharing 1 tail.

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