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I often dream vivid dreams. Last night I was swimming in the ocean, alone, far from shore but with it still in sight. In the distance, a jet came into view. The closer it came to me, the more I could see that it was going to crash. Out of control, the jet ambled towards me. I had nowhere to go, no way to escape. I felt certain it was going to attempt a water landing with me in its path. I was left only to pray, and watch. It came closer and closer. Flying low, I dove underwater as it approached, fighting to go deeper. The plane squealed loudly as it skimmed the surface of the water above me. I could look up and see its belly scratching and clawing the surface above. The sound was deafening, a collective terrorizing shout of fear of the hundreds of nameless faces inside I could not see. As the plane skid past me, and with my lungs empty and crying for air, I fought with every muscle in my body aching to break back to the top and breathe again. I made it just in time, looking over my shoulder with weak but effusive pants just in time to see the plane bellow into the giant beachside hotel buildings, destroying them on impact with a deafening blow that echoed for miles. The anticipated explosion followed. I spent the next few minutes back underwater hiding and looking up as debris fell and tattered my surroundings forming a blanket that sought to drown me. Treading water moments later, the once peaceful ocean was littered and trashed with fiery scraps of metal, junk and torn body parts. I rescued a drowning boy and his sister. They were maybe five. Twins. Crawling onto the beach with the boy and the girl on my back, wringing to my neck, I laid them down. They were alive, whoever they were. I woke up.

My mother passed away in 1980; I lost the ability to picture in my mind a few years later. Last night I dreamed about being at the ocean with a group of people, my daughter and great niece were there and we were swimming. there were bleachers there and my sister-in-law was sitting there. I went up to see her and saw my mother very vividly sitting beside her. I went over to talk to her and looked down and there were tons of flea-like insects crawling on my ankle. I was trying to brush them off and noticed this big bug embedded in my leg; I asked my mother to get it off and she said no because it was a stink bug but she started pealing off my leg; on the inside of this bug was all black. she finally got the bug off but the head was inserted into my leg so I just turned my leg over and the head fell out. then I was at this house where this group and I had been staying and I was standing on this big ladder trying to get my clothes off the line because I wanted to go home with Rhonda but I knew she had already left. As I was throwing my clothes down they became so heavy that the ladder tipped over and I fell. I landed on my feet but broke both of my leg and a rib which punctured my lung. It ended with me being in the hospital going into surgery.

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