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I had a dream that I was in a very tall, very large concrete like building. The type of \"executive\" building you would see in New York. I was with my husband and my almost 2 year old daughter. The building was in a shape of a vertical rectangle and it was hollow in the center, the rooms of the building surrounding the hollow middle, and the middle was filled with water. Deep, cloudy (not muddy) somewhat clear water. However, I found myself in the water, swimming trying to find a way out. My husband and my daughter were on the opposite end facing me but in a balcony type setting, safely out of the water. I swam over and like you would pull yourself up and out of a pool by the wall, I tried doing the same with the balcony where my husband and daughter were. I was able to pull myself up but not out, thus falling back into the water. So, I started to swim around looking for a way out, as I got to the opposite end once again I heard my husband yelling no to my daughter and reaching out but was too late and she was in the water with me. She was able to swim however either she didn\'t realize she needed to move her head out of the water to breath or couldn\'t figure it out, so even though she was swimming she still was drowning, so I swam to her and got her out of the water, although I could get her out I still couldn\'t get out. My feelings of my dream while in the water, was not of fear or worry but a feeling that I was not suppose to be in there.

I had a dream that I was in a very tall, very large concrete like building. The type of "executive" building you would see in New York. I was with my husband and my almost 2 year old daughter. The building was in a shape of a vertical rectangle and it was hollow in the center, the rooms of the building surrounding the hollow middle, and the middle was filled with water. Deep, cloudy (not muddy) somewhat clear water. However, I found myself in the water, swimming trying to find a way out. My husband and my daughter were on the opposite end facing me but in a balcony type setting, safely out of the water. I swam over and like you would pull yourself up and out of a pool by the wall, I tried doing the same with the balcony where my husband and daughter were. I was able to pull myself up but not out, thus falling back into the water. So, I started to swim around looking for a way out, as I got to the opposite end once again I heard my husband yelling no to my daughter and reaching out but was too late and she was in the water with me. She was able to swim however either she didn't realize she needed to move her head out of the water to breath or couldn't figure it out, so even though she was swimming she still was drowning, so I swam to her and got her out of the water, although I could get her out I still couldn't get out. My feelings of my dream while in the water, was not of fear or worry but a feeling that I was not suppose to be in there.

It started with me standing in a crumbling battlefield, the concrete pillars were covered in bullet holes and ivy, people ran up asking for orders. I remained their taking everything in, until I knew what I had to do, I was running forward going to shoot a baby, because it was babies against teenagers. When we won, my lieutenant and I were walking down a hallway toward two doors, one door, the one on the side, had a red crystal star hanging in front, I entered the one at the end walking in cautious of zombies that would eat me. I then sat on the bed, once I berated the room with bullets making sure their were no zombies. I sat there. My lieutenant walked in and said we should look at the room with the red star, so I got up and walked in behind him, still cautious. I walked up to a drawer there and opened it, I saw that inside were all my childhood toys that i threw away or lost.

I dreamt that I was in nazi Germany. It wasn\'t in a concentration camp, but a sort of undercover Market, there were many rooms, made out of concrete, the Market was quite vast. I was there, but was not involved in the things that were happening. People were being herded into these rooms, and being exterminated.it was quite horrific, but it did not seem like a nightmare. Eventually, I was observing 3 men who were English being sent to England, in a lorry , to be involved in some vital maintenance work, but I don\'t know what it was. The era was in the forties, and the men did their work, they met up with their families, and various scenarios occurred. The men had to go back to Nazi Germany , and set off in the lorry.

I dreamt that I was in nazi Germany. It wasn't in a concentration camp, but a sort of undercover Market, there were many rooms, made out of concrete, the Market was quite vast. I was there, but was not involved in the things that were happening. People were being herded into these rooms, and being exterminated.it was quite horrific, but it did not seem like a nightmare. Eventually, I was observing 3 men who were English being sent to England, in a lorry , to be involved in some vital maintenance work, but I don't know what it was. The era was in the forties, and the men did their work, they met up with their families, and various scenarios occurred. The men had to go back to Nazi Germany , and set off in the lorry.

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