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I don’t really remember how this dream started. I had written it down when I had it but I lost the original copy, so this is what I remember now.

I remember it from sitting in a swing near a building that looked like an elementary school. It actually reminded me a lot of the first elementary school that I attended. The swings had those bucket seats that fit your bottom and I was slightly swaying back and forth while sitting there. I could feel the metal rings in my hands like they were really there, the breeze in my hair and on my face, I could smell the scent of autumn, and I could see that the leaves on the trees were turning colors, so it was fall. Everything looked so vibrant and real! This was the first dream I’d had to feel this real. It really made me question what real was (this was before the dream that I met myself in).

I looked over to my left and saw that there was a little girl on the swings next to me. She was maybe around 6 or 7 and she had short, straight dark hair and dark eyes; very cute. She had her head down and was kind of dragging her feet in the sand under her swing. She looked upset about something. I asked her who she was and she told me her name (which I can’t remember now). I somehow intuitively knew that she was my unborn daughter. I felt I shouldn’t tell her this though for some reason. I asked her what was wrong and she said something that made me feel that it was taking too long for her to be born and she was tired of waiting (I can’t remember what she actually said). She said she was going away, and I knew she meant she was going to run away to be born by somebody else. I’m not sure how but I knew it would be to my cousin Tori. I told her I didn’t think she was supposed to do that, and she said she didn’t care. A big vacation style bus pulled up to the curb and opened the doors waiting. She got into the bus and it drove away. I don’t remember if she said goodbye or if she just left. I remember feeling very calm and knowing that even though she was supposed to be my daughter, it was ok that she would be somebody else’s now. There were no rules; anything that happened was ok to happen however it panned out. I only hoped I could remember that when I woke up so I wouldn’t be upset about it.