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Family was on vacation in the mountains.
Family was on vacation in the mountains. We pulled over to an overlook on the side of a mountain and began to get out of the vehicle. Once a rounded the front of the vehicle my father jumped over the side of the mountain. The rest of my family looked at me and said "do something". I jumped over the side after my father. We met in the air as we were falling and grasped one another. My father looked at me and said "you know we are going to hit the ground". Just as he said that we began to hit the ground and bounced several times before I awoke from the dream.
My maternal grandmother ( who did not
My maternal grandmother ( who did not drive when she was alive) drove her sister &me to an airport. As I went to a counter to get us a drink my aunt left &came right back with my mom, who had a suitcase in one hand. I was thrilled to see her & ran and hugged her she did not put her free arm around me but said I have something for you. All 3of these women are dead in reality. As soon as mom said this I awoke
it was very long, I was a
it was very long, I was a part of a sort of wedding or celebration. But then me and my friends were no longer welcome. An older man, around his 50’s, was helping me. He was charming and showing me around the mansion as he was helping me escape. But there were large glass windows everywhere so outside guests saw us. I was in a white gown and he told me to run. As I was running down the stairs a strange man grabbed my arm and I couldn’t fight him off until my friends came back and helped me. I under up gagging him until he let go. Me and four other girls escaped the house and the police were waiting outside. Then we heard singing, and we knew the song and began running to a shire that was designed for Hecate. We had to stop the water flow by blocking it with rocks to be able to hear her speak. Then the whole shrine was filled with all sorts of people and hecate was talking to them. There was no physical figure, just a voice. And then I said I wanted the girls from the house to go up as a group and speak to her. We went up, holding hands, and each girl was given a symbol. One girl was the moon, one the sun, and earth. And another one was light or something. But I wasn’t given a symbol. I was told there was none left. I was devastated. I was a part of the traumatic experience that the other girls in the house were a part of, but I was not talked to. The crowd began shouting, wolf , wolf , wolf! As if telling Hecate that there was one more symbol to give and that wolf could be given to me. But she disagreed and I stepped off the shrine. I woke up with tears in my eyes.
I entered a room full of people.
I entered a room full of people. I did not know some of the people, while the rest of the people were friends of mine. Most of them I do not really talk to anymore. A very close friend of mine was also here. I thought of to be strange because he lives all the way up in Maine. I remember, as I entered the room I was upset or sad about something. I was going around the room and talking to people. Then, I see this woman/girl. She shorter and than me and her head was about chest level. She also has brown hair. She smiles at me and I smile back at her. We walk up to each other and then we hug. After the hug everything goes black and I do not remember the girls face.
I am outside on the street and
I am outside on the street and see a young handsome boy with dark brownish hair and his skin is light brown. He looks like Middle Eastern boys. He is four years old, I know. He is with two other girls which are his sisters. One of them is six years old, the other I think she is smaller. I ask the boy: "What is your name?" He answers: "Ibrahim" I ask him if he want to come with me so I can take care of him and he directly comes with me.
I am outside on the street and
I am outside on the street and see a young handsome boy with dark brownish hair and his skin is light brown. He looks like Middle Eastern boys. He is 4 years old, I know. He is with two other girls which are his sisters. One of them is 6 years old, the other I think she is smaller. I ask the boy: "What is your name?" He answers: "Ibrahim" I ask him if he want to come with me so I can take care of him and he directly comes with me.