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I have this reoccurring dream that happens quite often since I was in grade school, It takes place in my mom’s home is McNary, Arizona. I wake up within my dream in my bed at my mom’s house, everything is dark but looking out the window the sky is orange (this is usually the color of the sky after it snows at night). I walk down the hall feeling very uneasy, I can see that no one is home. I go to the closet grab a jacket and step outside. My dogs are gone and my friend is standing at the end of the pathway outside our gate, saying, “Shannon we have to go, they are coming.” I don’t say anything. I just run off the porch and get to the end of the pathway and she is gone. I start heading down her house. The place is heavily filled with pine trees and snow, with red splatters here and there. I can feel the fatigue in my lungs from breathing the cold air so I stop. But I here the crunching of the snow beneath someone’s feet, at this point I feel so much fear my heart is racing. But my instinct is to turn around when I do there is a hooded person with its eyes glowing red. I’m frozen I can’t move, I can feel my heartbeat in my head forcing the blood back to my face. I turn to run, but there is another red-eye person there. It slams me to the ground and sits on top of me pinning me, and the other person pinning my arms above my head. It pulls out a gun, cocks it and I beg squirming around and crying. “Sit still” the voice of a male softy says. I relax knowing my fate; he kisses my forehead and then my lips. Placing his hand on my chest and placed the gun between his fingers and pulls the trigger 3 times. I can feel the pain, I yell in my head “Wake up! Wake up!” and I do. My heart is pounding hard and I’m sweating.

I was in my room asleep and there was a tornado. I didn't wake up. My room ended up being in the middle of the tornado, spinning around and around. I wake up in the dream.. Scared, i try and open my door, but it wont budge. So, i look out my window and see my reflection and there is a huge spider on me and it wont come off. Panicking i look out the window past my reflection and see a refrigerator spinning my way. Before, it hits the window it thunders like a rumbling stomach.. And i wake up.

I keep dreaming my husband is cheating on me and leaving me he comes in and tells me he is cheating on me and leaving me over the next couple of days he comes to get some things but not all his things because its like he wants to keep comeing over every day to see me but he doesnt want to be with me he brings the new girl over when he gets his things i tell him im going out i start questioning him asking why he left to grow ***** and tell the truth then i wake up crying it feels so real like im sleeping but awake really living it

Im on a different planet looking down on the earth. Im in this absolutely gorgeous place with green grass and flowers surrounding me but i can hear wailing and screaming in the distance. I have a deep feeling of hopelessness and dread. In the grass there are many sticks and in order to save the world i have to pick them all up and shove them into a huge cannon which is the only thing in the vast expanse of grass. As i do i can hear the wails and crys comming from earth getting louder. Mothers that know something is going to happen to their children and children crying out in terror. I try my best but I know I can't succeed. I sink to the ground sobbing and then I wake up with the sound of the crys ringing in my ears.

I am in a concentration camp and we run out of materials so we can't work. It is my job to tell HItler the next day. I don't know what his reaction will be. I sneak out one night on a bike to find more materials in a dark and messy garage. There are no more materials so I return to camp to tell the other prisoners. I hide my bike in the grass and Death comes out of the darkness. He talks to me, he is cheerful and nice. Next, I see myself in a big rom about to report to Hitler, and a large group of prisoners that have just been released from torture pass by me on the left. Then I wake up.

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