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I was at a lake with my
I was at a lake with my friend. Itwas dark, gloomy, and swamp like. I was swimming and something caught my foot, like weeds? I got pulled under and started to panic because I couldn't breath. Then I saw a dead person.
It was day time when me &
It was day time when me & my little cousin see a guava trees with full in bloom.I climb the trees & after a while there is a jeepney that pass through.when i down at the trees i only have 2 fruits of guava in my hand.the owners of the guava tree see me
i dreamed of a full bloom flowers
a flower plant growing and its seeds
a flower plant growing and its seeds start to flower. they are all beautiful looking and everyone is praising them. there is one seed however that refuses to bloom. everyone gave up on the seed and some threaten to cut it off to avoid destroying the beauty of the others. when everyone had given up on the seed and no one was looking, the seedling flowered beautifully into ten times the size and beauty of the other flowers
I woke up in a dark gloomy
I woke up in a dark gloomy setting. I felt very isolated, detached from this world and as if I had no physical body. In the distance I saw three tall mountains with dark luminous clouds hovering overhead. There was a terrible storm, with hurricane winds. Flashes of lightning blinded me. The sky was also purple and everything else was some shade of purple. I was hanging onto something for dear life, my grip was loosening when I felt an eerie presence and suddenly heard an ominous voice that made my soul tremble, "You have not seen the wrath of God." And with that my grip loosened and I fell into an endless abyss.
Dark gloomy sky and relatives sitting around
Dark gloomy sky
Flowers growing in a garden represented people
Flowers growing in a garden represented people inmy life and myself. Different flowers for each person. When the person was healthy etc the flowers bloomed in abundance. As time wore on the flowers growth slowed to a point where only one remained. When ther was only one flower the person died. My flower was a golden poppy when one was left my mother said quickly cut it and put it into water.
I was with a group of friends.
I was with a group of friends. We were in a rustic world. The world was of superstition, rogues, and canvas clothes, dirt ‘roads, donkeys and mules that carried goods, and roman soldiers. We were dirty and dusty and talking and mingling when we saw the sentries carting these enormous carts that resembled hay carts only bigger. They were covered in coarse dirty canvas and bound with ropes. We were undoubtedly curios so we followed them for a distance before turning into an abandoned side street where we notice d a huge wooden garden gate that towered about three times as tall as any grown man. It was locked and it seemed like there was a piece of the city hidden behind it and we could find no other entrance nor remember ever having seen this peculiarity once in our lives before. Being the hotheaded adventure seekers we were, we scaled the gate and landed behind it. All we saw was more stucco walls that we assumed was housing and a long open dirty road without any vendors or stalls or donkeys. The only thing we saw in the distance was the form of what appeared to be a misshapen babe. We decided to walk around and try to find the people that lived there but happened upon the babe sooner than we expected. Much to our surprise the sitting babe was nearly as tall as we were and it’s dancing sister who would normally look no older than two or three years loomed a few feet above us. We stared with our mouths agape as we tried to comprehend what we saw. Then we heard it. Rumbling footsteps that undoubtedly belonged to the parent of these abnormal children. Not wanting to meet whatever conceived such anomalies we darted for the gate but found it nearly impossible to scale. We alsotried squeezing through the nonexistent gaps in the slating and near the ground while we cursed ourselves for our rash stupidity. The creature that rounded the corner was huge. But considering that we were all too busy dodging its blows and scrambling to find our way out we had no idea what gender it may have been and whether or not it appeared human. I am still unable to describe how we managed to escape the nether side of the wooden garden gate, but thankfully we did. I do remember watching the solders finish unloading these gigantic canvas wrapped burdens from the huge carts. Donning dirty, abandoned doctors robes my friends and I approached the sentries with an air of confidence. One sentry led us over to the hills that he promptly ordered to be be uncovered for us only ( I may not have mentioned but this huge square was devoid of all but the solders and ourselves). They cut the ropes and the canvas falls and there are several Giant’s carcasses. Some of their bodies look mutilated, burned, and others are just bloody. My friends and I gather our bearings and try to look as professional as possible as we study the bodies. We then walk over to the most mutilated and damaged carcass in order to more closely observes how they killed these creatures (our experience form earlier that day still fresh in our minds.) The solder then asks for my opinion on the body and I scramble mentally for a response as I quickly survey the corpse. I then notice something odd about a bone in the back of the Giant’s hand and I pull it out gently. On a random impulse, I slde the bone into my own hand. Suddenly the carcass becomes animate as it mirrors my movements. I then wake up. What did this mean?