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One dream that I visual remember was when I was 11.My dream had a theme on Lord of the Rings a movie that I've only seen once or twice. I was giving a task to retrieve a sword that was stolen from this blacksmith. The Blacksmith was part of an elite group of swordsmen, who I was trying to join. I was told I could do them a big favor, if I retrieved this sword. I was given a ring of invisibility to take the sword back, because it was stolen by a beast/man. He was a beast who could transform back into a man, which made him to strong to face head on. The beast’s lived in a secrete area, where no other houses were around. The ring for a brief time was making me invisible from being seen. I was wandering through it’s house to where I found the sword next to a fireplace. Over the fireplace, hung skulls and old ancient swords. The closer I got to the sword the more I was becoming visible. The second I touched the sword the beast found me and without hesitating knocked me out unconscious. I became conscious in a loony state, where I saw a cliff, and a fire where the beast stood hunched over. It looked as if he was about to eat me or something else. He noticed I was conscious and rushed towards me, he told me the sword did not belong to the swordsmen because it belonged to him originally. I did not respond I was too shocked by his physical form. After he got his message across he threw me off a cliff where I plummeted to my death.

My dream was in a room I have never seen before. I remember a door, bed and bench. I was talking to my ex- boyfriend we were sharing are feelings. His step-dad came inside and then walked back out. We kept talking and all of a sudden his girlfriend comes in the door and catches us. She said she knew we were cheating. She was right down the road she never left, she turned around and ended up catching us. My ex- boyfriend told her he didn't love her anymore and she tried to come at me but he stopped her, then I remember her grabbing a phone and walking out the door to leave and go back to Texas.

I was in the car with my mother as she drove along a narrow road. On either side of the road were sheer cliffs, dropping off to the sea. I could see the faces of the cliffs, looking like walls of red cobblestones. As we drove, we came to a sharp turn. We didn’t turn in time, and went tumbling out, into open air. I remembered a few things I’d seen regarding dreams, that blinking would wake one up, a comic saying that waking up before hitting the ground was an unwritten rule. I blinked once, but nothing happened. Panicking, I blinked again. This time, it worked.

It always started with a vibrant color red slowly fading into the background, like a backdrop of evil setting the scene. Around the edges and into the corners of my vision were black shadows, the darkest I had ever seen. I entered from the left, terrified beyond measure, yet determined to get what I came for; my grandparents’ release from Hell, from the bondage of Satan himself. Nana and Papo, my paternal grandparents, would enter from the right, distraught, resigned, yet, a bit hopeful. I ran to them, hugging and kissing them. I can still feel the way my grandfather’s solid middle felt against my skinny, half-grown arms. And then there was Satan. His voice boomed over us like thunder. My heart seized with panic and sank like a rock within me as terror washed over me like an ocean’s wave. For just a moment, the three of us huddled together, Nana, Papo and me. Then, after what felt like an eternity of being frozen in fear but seconds of being comforted by the warmth of their bodies, of their love, my voice found me. I freed myself from the entanglement of their arms and knew I had to do this on my own. I demanded their freedom. I asked that they be able to return with me to my home. While I do not remember the words that roared from the scoffing voice overhead, I remember that my request was denied. Nana and Papo had to stay in Hell. There was no question about it. Then, they turned and exited back from whence they had come, resigned, saddened but willing. I screamed. I screamed their names. I screamed in protest. I screamed because of the injustice. They did not belong there. They knew Jesus. And yet, it had not been enough. In that moment, He had not been enough. That’s when I would awake in a panic, crying, hardly able to breathe. Yet another thing was out of my control. Yet another injustice was being committed and I could do nothing. My voice was not being heard. My stomach was churning as was my heart.

Alexia and I were babysitting MaKenna. We get there and Bridget says we have to drive there. We go like an hour away! Finally we are on some coastal town with lots of casinos. Bridget says we have to drive on this road that looks like a roller coaster and goes upside down. Well she doesn't go fast enough and we flip episode down and fall into water. You keep trying to pull me out of the water but I keep slipping in the mud. ( we are on the edge) I'm crying because I don't wanna die.then a snake crawls between us. I start sobbing. You kill the snake and finally get me out. Bridget gets Kenna out. Then suddenly we are at some theatre for a show. I don't remember much of that part just that we got beignets and they used regular sugar and not powdered sugar.

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