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My second dream that I recall is when I was in a cave fighting one of my friends that turned into a giant spider looking monster. He was half human half spider. His upper body was the human part and the lower part of his body was the spider part. He had an eye patch on his left eye and carried a handgun in his right hand. He had his military gear on and stood about 20 feet tall in the air. We were about to duel in the dark cave. The only weapon I had was a katana sword that was extremely old and flimsy. The match began, and he started firing bullets at me. I failed to dodge one of them and felt the bullet go through my heart. I felt like I was about to die. At that moment I suddenly woke up from one of my worst nightmares.

It was a hot, humid day in the desert. Plopped under an enormous pine tree, I drank the last bit of water I had out of my canteen. As I peered over my black bandana that covered my face from eyes down, I saw a blob making its way closer and closer to me. The grey figure drew closer as I rose to my feet next to my pink pony, Strawberry (one of those ponies from My Little Pony). I hopped on top of its saddle and kicked her stomach, cueing her to take off. However, she was so tiny that she fell over and started to sob. Furious, I began to run the opposite way of the figure, but by the time I started running, he was already behind me grabbing the back of my shirt. “Don’t shoot my hoooooorseeeee!” I yelled as he began to repeatedly shoot my horse. But what the man didn’t know was that My Little Ponies are magical. Strawberry repelled all of the bullets and attacked the man. In less than a second, the man was trapped inside her stomach as her special stomach acids burned him to death. His horse, a muscular Black Stallion, nudged Strawberry and urged her to come back home with him. It was love at first sight! I stood from a distance as my pony took off and eventually woke up.

My partner was in a fight and his eye fell out. It was hanging out of his eye by the nerve. I was really concerned and scared and told him to go to hospital. Then I was worried about the medical bills. I met some old men who were calling two older men names and we stopped to help and stop them from bullying the older men. One of the bullyers started fighting with me. He was a weakling. Later I was searching for my partner at the hospital and I couldn't find him

I was sitting home alone on a stormy evening. All of a sudden there was a knock on the door, which struck me as odd since no one was supposed to be home for another two hours. So I sat still and pretended not to hear anything, but the knock came again. The air around me became cold and lifeless. As if I was inhaling chalk. Then I heard it, the sharp bullet fire followed by the cracking of wood. The door hinge dropped lifelessly to the floor, followed by the door itself. Then a man wearing all black was in its place. Immediately I sprung up and lunged for the back door, but the man was trailing at my heels. Then as if I had went through a wormhole of time I was running through the slummy streets of a crime filled city, the fiend still close behind. I’m running so fast my feet don’t feel a part of my body anymore, I sharply turn but am reluctant to find myself trapped in a dead end alleyway. As I frantically turn he has the gun pointed to my forehead, before he gets the chance to shoot I’m jolted awake.

My son age 22 is backpacking through out Europe. In my dream him and myself were in a situation where we were being attacked by terroists. We hid in a closet it but they shot him with these dart like bullets 5 times. I picked him up, bleeding and injured and ran to the American Embassy for help but the terroists were there too. They kept trying to take him from me and I was yelling for the army to come and help me. Somehow he was gone and they had gotten him. Clear as day I saw his face in my dream and he said he was ok, he was on the other side, he had in fact died.

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