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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.

This dream isreally old. the dream took place at night. it was einter time but extremly warm. I knew I was dreaming, but in my dream I was looking for my boyfriend Jason. it was so many ppl outside, I mean millions of ppl. they were having a party. they were dancing, joking, rapping and drinking. I remember over hearing agirl talking about a guy and thinking when I wake up to tell my boyfriend what she said. I was laughing but then I got worried. I had to find my boyfriend I pushed my way through these millions of ppl and I found him. I said Jason I want to go home. he said let's stay for a little while. iI heard loud noise coming f from the sky. I was scared and ask what is that noise. Jason said fireworks. I said it's winter time why are they even firing fireworks. Jason ask if we can stay again. then all of the sudden big balls of fire fell from the skies. before I truly panic I called myself saying Tina this is only a dream wake up, wake up. I couldn't I bowed my head and said it's real this time. I look a Jason and told him, I told you God was mad at us, but you wouldn't believe me. ppl started running screaming as the fire fell from the sky. the ground cracked up you see lava and ppl fellin the cracks. I stood there saying it's too late. jason was white inmy dream don't know why but he grabbed my hand and said come on. I pushed his hands and said run where you can't run from God. he left I stood there watching everyone scream and die. I notice the place It look like it use to be full of water and I notice a bridge that looked like the Manhattan bridge. while I'm there being observant and content with the fact I'm about to die. a woman grabs my hand and I wake up.

I was going to a gas station to refill my car. Suddenly a man came and started to shoot and kill people with a couple of guns, with tremendous violence and madness. I was trying to hide in fear. The owner of the gas station tried to hit the shooter with a small container full of fuel. However, that container just bumped on the guy and arrived right next to me. The shooter,now out of control, shot the the small container which exploded violently in front of me. I didn't die, but I was burning alive, screaming in pain. The shooter saw and maybe to shut me up, shot me too. Yet, I didn't die. I woke up in a hospital alive, but completely disfigured from the fire. My face was completely burned, and so my body. My family was there and everyone was crying for me. I was crying too. Then I woke up(for real). When I was awake, I was shivering so much...

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.

I've been having lots of random nightmares for a while. Random dreams that scare me, all different themes but they all have an impending doom, and id wake up in fear, sweating, heart racing just at the point of the impending doom. However last night was different... I dreamed that some of my friends turned into zombies. Its not clear who they were but i knew they were friends or people known to me. At the start my boyfriend (Steve) and I were running away from them, we came across a small room full of upturned furniture and lots of wooden chairs, we hid in this room until one zombie found us. It was clawing through the furniture trying to get us, there was just one chair between Steve and the zombie was so close to clawing away at his face when i jumped out from my hiding place and attacked the zombie from behind and he changed back. So we went after the others, fought of they're attack and changed them back, we fought the last one together, changed him back and as he slumped to the floor i woke up!! Im feeling exhausted today! Please interpret this for me?..... Helena

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