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I looked out my window and suddenly i was walking down into a pasture and then i found out i was supposed to be working on a case about a cat,one particularly weird cat. I found myself at a tree where under it was an old man crying,the old man had a white long sleeved shirt on but was dirty from dirt on it and a pair of dirty old overhauls on over the shirt, he said he had an old cat named saidy ,apparently saidy had been “killed” so to speak. The old man told me that saidy was over there,and there she was laying in the pasture her body was scattered all over that particular area.The old cat was dismembered and was burnt,she looked like she had been burned and then dismembered but what bothered me was not the fact that the cat looked that way but that somebody would do something like that. The old man told me that it was a dark colored man wearing a green shirt and camouflage pants.By this disription i figured it was a african american the old man also told me he was about 6 ft probably so i’m guessing he was around his 30s,i still could not figure out what a guy like that would want with this old guy,but later on that morning i figued out the aparently i was a cat whisper? i guess,but anyhow they wanted to see if i could read the cat’s “death” i guess in other words ask the cat’s dead body how it died. So me and the old man went into the barn and he gave me her head,her head had been severely burnt and one of her eyes were missing her head was of course dismembered from her body and it was a little flakey, but never the less because she was tortured when she died her soul was still around so i asked her how she died and immediately an image of a cat popped up in my head running around in fire trying to escape and thats it i woke up!

In my dream, i woke up on my futon but couldn't move, and i'm yelling to myself to wake up, wake up. eventually i stood up and continued yelling to myself to wake up. People then were in my living room and i was telling them that i need to wake up, i need to wake. then it was like they were tring to take my to get help because i kept yelling that i needed to wake up. The scene changed and i was outside, and more people from a soap opera i watched were in the scene and i yelled to them, i need to wake up, i'm sleeping. the scene changed again and i was outside in the snow with a friend of mine and he said "go find andy's house" so i'm looking for andy's house, and i get to his house but it's a different family. So i continue searching, but now i'm in my firend's car and he said i called him saying i was lost. I told him again, that i needed to wake up. I was then back in my apartment, crying and telling myself that i need to wake up and then this big man or voice said to me that i can't wake up until i fix the house i broke. then a small dollhouse appeared and there was a broken window, so i keep trying to fix it. finally i fix it and i wake up

His lower part of the leg cause do to his large height 10' or so I could reach the waist or above the waist..As I'm hugging I have a sense of joy, calmness, one that is equally to the room I was in with him, he looks down at me & asks "Did you wake your husband up!" With joy & a smoke on my face I say "I don't have a husband!" He looks down again at me and asked the same question again, I repeat the same answer! Then as we prepare to walk he looks down again & ask the same question, this time he draws my attention to this window or TV or such at this beautiful lady who is just as equal in beauty & affection as he is..I then got a sense he's been watching he, aware of her .then I woke up..

I arrive at home and realize there are bears all around my house. i sneak inside my home trying to be unnoticed by these bears. after being inside for a minute i realize there is a bear inside my house. i go and get a gun and kill a few bears then go outside there are still bears outside i feel trapped. i see my neighbors outside, they are aware of the bears but they do not think its a big deal. im out of ammo so i see if my neighbors have ammo or guns, i get a gun and shoot a bear outside. i get a group of people to go inside my home with me to kill the bears in my house. i have a gun and my friends have bow and arrows. i walk up to my house look in the window and see a bear cub. i go inside and go to my staircase and there are bears running up my stairs where we are shooting them, the bears are appearing and disappearing. after all the bears are dead i go outside where on of my friends was mauled by a bear. no one cares,

I was running from the cops in my old neighborhood and went to my ex's parents house and at first when I knocked on the glass slider they didn't hear me. so I knocked harder and my ex and his dad let me in. I was breathing so hard because I ran the whole way there. I then decided to leave and try to run home since I only lived two streets over. I got about a street over and saw a cop car and layer in somebody's lawn. I decided that the safest place for me was at my ex's house with him and his parents. When I went back it was just my ex that was awake and he took me in and calmed me down. I saw a wolf outside the window and pointed it out to him. He said it was raccoon. Then I explained that the police were coming for me and that I was innocent. He took me to the basement where his room used to be and let his mother know what was going on. He then held me tight and kept me calm. The police came looking for me and his mother handled it and covered for me!

Anyways back to the dream. It started with me walking down the stairs of the “Red Barn”. From the outside, the house looked like a barn painted red with white trim. But on the inside, it looked like a regular house with a kitchen, 4 beds, 2 baths, and a tv that has no channels but a working vcr player. I walked out the front door and out into the cold morning air and squishy mud of Hedgepath. I looked around and saw my Dads forest green Jeep Wrangler though it was far less customized than it is currently. The driver door was open and my dad was leaning inside, dressed in his camouflage he wore while hunting. To the left, My Grandpas red Toyota Tundra, with the trunk hatch and window open. And leaning inside of the truck, none other than my Grandpa, wearing his flannel long-sleeve shirt, and blue jeans with mud splotches. He was checking his rifle to see if it was loaded. He looked great, far better than the last time i saw him. Just then i heard my Dad call to me and i woke up.

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