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I was flying on a plane to china or japan or some asian nation like that. I was the only one who didn't speak the language. Anyway, during the flight, I was trying to trim my nails only to find out that my trimmer's were dull and not working. The asian lady sitting next to me pulled out hers and started doing it for me. I didn't feel any pain, but when I looked down, my nails were not trimmed, but completely gone, and I was bleeding everywhere. The plane landed, I didn't know why i was there or where I was going, the same asian lady just kept motioning to me to follow her. She told me to leave my luggage, which I was upset about, but did so, and started following her. She took me down all these weird side streets and alley's at which point I started getting very scared and felt like something very evil was happening, so I managed to wake myself up out of the dream.

California was flooding, probably the entire U.S. The water kept rising higher, like waves, and we found all these flooded towns where people drowned. We were trapped on this hill and we didn't have a lot of time, my entire family was visiting. So we were together. My grandma and I were looking fir ways out when we found this family that had shot themselves, even the kids before the water could get there. The man had this card in his vest pocket that said This Is My Choice. I took the card to use if I decided to do the same. I knew we were going to die, and my Uncle had this gun. I didn't want to drown, it terrifed me, where's the only thing I was scared of shooting myself for was the water receding and me making the wrong choice. As I was debating, and my grandma told me it was my choice if I wanted to go through with it, that she wouldn't stop me, these hundreds of people came out of nowhere, walking towards us. To be honest we thought they were zombies, because what the hell thats our luck. So we started shooting. I took the gun and while i really didnt know how to shoot i did pretty well, and it was when they started dropping we knew they were human, because i was too unskilled to get a headshot. So we thought they were just trying to steal our home and supplies and remained on guard. Finally they convinced us they just wanted shelter until the end, and we let them stay on the worn out bus we had. I was there with them protecting the kids and still trying to decide rather to shoot myself or not, and that was like the tenth time i had put the barrel to my temple and put it down when these little girls ask me not to shoot myself. I laugh hysterically and say " do you have any idea how many of you i just slaughtered? And you're asking me to stay alive? Why?" And before they could answer i thought "Leigh Ann" and burst into tears. The girls asked what was wrong and I said that I was going to die here and never said goodbye to the person who Was always there for me, that i loved her like a sister and now she was probably dead. I kept trying to call you, because some. There were towers that were still working, so I tried to get signal, to warn you, hoping maybe you had a chance in Texas, tell you I loved youand thanks for everything, but i couldn't get through my phone rebelled, and just kept playing recordings of us talking, which made me cry harder, and The kids tried to comfort me while the gun fell beside me on the seat. Then i woke up.

I was hiding in a closet, I ran to it, to protect myself and my dog. I could hear the killer in the house. He found me, and I thought he would kill me right away so I did everything I could with words to tell him I would help him. I would help him do whatever he wanted to do. He then told me to follow him, and I did. He walks to the washroom of this house, and in the dream it feels as though this house is as familiar to me as my own. We walk there and I see a screwdriver on a counter. Before he realizes that I've found a weapon, I grab it, and stab it into his beefy back several times. He keeps staying alive for the first few stabs so I get to his neck and I could feel the bone through the screwdriver. He stops moving. He is dead. The other woman who almost got killed is saved because of this act. I walk to the bathroom and I am wearing a ballerina dress. My back is exposed. My back looks raw and bloody. I never knew I had this injury to my back because I felt no pain. There was a little girl also in a tutu, in the bathroom with me. A private bathroom with a mirror. I kept being ignored by a former classmate.

I was on a mountain top with a few others. we were camping or living there. a guy i once dated was lying on my lap. we were back together, starting again as a couple to be married. he said something's wrong. jumped up saw a fire in the distance. we all started moving down the mountain, leaving before the fire reached us. it stopped in the distance and remained like a tornado in just one section, right before where we camped. the last step coming down the mountain, something told me to start looking for gold. i did and it kept coming to me, first in chucks and then boulders!! my alarm woke me up but i kept digging and the gold never stopped coming to me until the last scene was the mountain under the all the dirt was gold-my gold but i woke up.

I was at work and noticed that I had a hair coming out of my palm on both my left and right hand. After looking at it for a while I started pulling it on both hands and the hair just kept coming out till it was about 10 cm long. Then from my index finger on both hands what i can only describe as a expendable antenna came out of the tips of my finer piercing through the skin. I started to panic and ran to what I thought was the doctors but somehow ended up home. I was with my parent's and Sister and when i tried to show them the Antenna looking thing ( Which by the way was pure white like it was made from bone) had retracted and I had small holes in the tips of my index fingers on both hands. I was examining the hole and held it up to the light and when I did so it looked ad if there were small tentacle looking things trying to reach for the light . When I moved it away from the light they would retract ever so slightly ( these were tiny and again white ) After this the skin on my hand slowly started to part and I was panicking but everyone around me was still and seemed as if what was happening to me was normal. As the skins fell away it exposed what should have been bones and muscle ect... but instead it was like my hands were made of small living white vines is what I would describe them as in the shape of a hand and hat the palm of where I made should have been was what looked like a white blossoming flower... again this appeared to be alive. After staring at my hands for a while what looked like skin started to regrow over the top of them but not in a normal skin colour ... kind of yellowish green colour. This is when the first words were said to me in the dream in which my mum said that this is going to sting. At that I felt that my hands started to tingle but then she said but it will be worse for your head. At that I woke up. I've not been able to really stop thinking about this dream since I had it and its still very clear in my head. Curious to know what this means and any help would be appreciated. Many Thanks

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