marymanard
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2 nights ago I had this dream, it involves people I know so I will only use the first letter of their names.

I dreamed. I was at my friend B's house, there was water all around. the house was apparently flooded. it did not look like her house, but I was cognitive of it being her house. she was not home though. one of her daugher's K was dead floating in a pool of water by the front door. I could see she had been there a while as her body was decomposing and rotting.

B's Daughter N was home and freaking out. I went to her and tried to comfort her, giving her hugs. but we both kept staring at the corpse of K. I didn't know what to do so I just kept holding her and waiting for B to come home.

last night I dreamed that I was looking at a house I wanted to buy, I was inspecting the siding on the house and saw that it was rotting. as I pushed the board in the whole house fell. I didn't know how to tell the realtor.

I went home to call and heard my children playing outside with their neighbor friends and I look out the window and there is a stable outside my window. the boys go off to play and in that moment an animal that looks like a cow walks towards the fence where the boys had been. its light brown. but its not fur on the cow, they are feathers like a chicken. and she has disproportionately small wings above the shoulder. the head of the cow is blurry but the rest is completely clear.

I was awoken from this dream at this point.

I had this dream in 2006. it is as vivid today as it was the day I had it, but I wrote it down in my journal then, and I'm copying it over here to share. this was the strongest dream I've ever had. I've always been a dreamer, but never anything quite like this.

I had a dream that I went to sleep. and in my dream I was floating over an intersection with a hill on one side and a school on the other. it was a very busy intersection. I could not hear what was going on, but men in hoodies stood on the hill, and they were chanting something I could not hear what, then all of a sudden they came out of the cover of the hill and started attacking the people on the street in front of the school, as I passed over I watched as people were being hacked to pieces, and I saw a stone that said Oxford. it was very vivid. then I woke up in my dream, but still dreaming.

I dreamed that I was moving to a yellow house with children in the yard, and an antiques business in back. we bought the house and moved in. and I went to sleep again. I dreamed again of the intersection but this time I could hear. there were rioting and yelling "Obama Nation of Desolation" they all had weapons. no guns, but hatchets and swords and sticks and such. and just like before they suddenly attacked in front of the school like before I floated above the scene and watched and this time heard the screams and horror of the scene.

I awoke fully. this time realized it was all a dream and went back to sleep.
when I went back to sleep I was in the same dream, it was continuing. I was dreaming I was at home in the yellow house and my mom called me on the phone. and said she and my brother had had the same dream of the hill and the massacre. we decided this was a call to gather. and that we were being warned and we should meet at grandma's house.

so I quickly gathered my 2 children and packed the car. my husband came with us. my daughter was adamant we bring her pillow so I did. we got on the road heading towards grandmas house. and the traffic was heavy. there was a feeling and atmosphere in the air like everyone had had the same dream, or everyone was fleeing to their refuges.

we decided to take surface streets to avoid the freeway, and suddenly we are at THE intersection. I instantly knew what was about to happen and I through the pillow over my children. (I don't have any further knowledge of what happens to my children) and my husband and I get out of the car. we run through the massacre as its happening and a woman is bludgeoned to death in front of me. we hide under some school bleachers where a man in a hoodie approaches us.

he talks to us and my husband listens. he explains that the bible was changed. and it is not the righteous that will inherit the earth. and he opens a bible were many words are blacked out so that it reads that God loves the wicked and the righteous will burn as stubble. my husband listens and joins their group. I'm devastated, but I run away. , still trying to make it to my grandmas on foot. I stop at a minimart and find a group of people who are willing to give me a ride. we drive through side streets and all around is desolation. we get to my grandma's city and all seems normal. I'm relieved to get there. as I get near my grandma's house I see my parents and brother going into her house. I'm so happy I made it. but I notice an exterminator van outside her house. they are plugging some hoses to the vents in the house. I start screaming for my family to get out of the house but its too late I get out of the car and try running into the house to get them, but they are all dead. someone hits me over the head from behind and I black out.

when I awake from the black out, but still in my dream. I am in a building that looks like its been bombed out. and I can see the city around me is similarly destroyed. I'm on the ground, someone is beating me and asking me questions but I don't know what they were asking me. I find a paper and pen and write something on it and hide it beneath me. and then I'm killed.

when I awoke fully I was in an almost euphoric state. or a complete state of shock. I fully expected the news to show some massacre. but of course it didn't...