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I was driving my car and my evanglist friend was on the passenger side as usual we was going somewhere and she was occupied in the mind as usuall not paying attention of whats going on around her.i don't know where we was going too, at all but it was a very sunny bautiful day and the highway was clear of traffic not to many cars on the highway all of a sudden a car came from out of no where and speeded up in front of me and went down the road then all of a sudden it stopped as if it was lost and did not know where to go. so we looked on curiouslyand traveled on and when i got to the end of the road i continued on a nother car came and pass me and got in front of me again and all of sudden the sky got very dark as if a storm was taken place but no noice. i could only see the car in front of me because of the car lights that was on. then all of a sudden the car lights went off and everything got totally pit black, i couldnot even see my hands or the steering wheel in the car but i was still driving the car .i took my feet off the gas and relaxed but at first i was getting panicky but i realized that God had everything in control.i was talking to my friend and she was acting as if she was deaf and couldnot hear what i was saying at all no response.soon after that the sun came back as beautiful as ever and the car was parked by a big beautiful tree on green grass on the corner where there were two green sign to shown the names of the streets left and right. the signs were green and white on a post.

I had a dream last night. I was on board a commercial flight with friends from my previous holiday (we never used planes on that holiday I may add). There were two simultaneous flights. We were on board one aeroplane and another, headed to the same destination was flying slightly ahead of us. From the window I occasionally caught a glimpse of the other plane. At the time of the crash, we were passing over some very tropical and beautiful scene below; there were many locals, possibly African, sailing in tiny boats and fishing and generally bustling around on the coast. As I looked from the window I could see a vast plethora of coloured sails, umbrellas and people wearing fantastically coloured clothes. It was beautiful. Shortly after, a message came over the speaker system that we would be dropping altitude dramatically, in order to overtake the other plane, as our pilot thought they were travelling too slowly and the best way for us to pick up speed in order to pass the plane was to manage a controlled drop from altitude whilst turning. All the passengers and I had full confidence in the pilot and suffered no anxiety. As we lowered towards the beautiful coastal scene I was amazed by the perfect curvature of the earth that I could see, the sea seemed to bend on the horizon. I spoke to my friend next to me, a passenger called Pete from Singapore. He told me much about the locals below and I admired his knowledge, however the details of this conversation escape me. Soon after, another message came over the intercom, it was the pilot. He was very happy, almost boastful, about how well he had done in passing the other plane, and that now we could continue with great speed on to our destination (I don’t actually know where we were headed). The pilot then added that he was now going to regain the appropriate altitude for the flight and therefore a dramatic climb was imminent. The nose of the plane rose to an almost vertical ascent. So much so that I adjusted myself on my seat so that my backside as, in fact, on the headrest of my chair. Other people stayed as they were, seated as though they were in the carriage of a climbing rollercoaster. This is a thought which occurred to me in the dream, it actually felt like we were on a rollercoaster. Despite this everybody was calm. I had a mild disquiet in my stomach however and my trust in the pilot had diminished somewhat. I saw him as an arrogant show-off, was any of this necessary? A short while later, the plane began to stall and fall from the sky. We crashed into the ocean not far from the coast. Things went black for a short moment and there was the feeling of a powerful impact. When vision was restored however, everyone around me was fine, except I had a terrible dread feeling that people somewhere must have lost their lives, and that myself and my neighbours were very lucky to be unharmed. We all quite calmly unbuckled ourselves from the seats and proceeded to force open the door and slide down the escape chutes in a very orderly fashion. We were introduced to the warm tropical ocean for the first time. I paused at the exit and was surprised to see everybody wearing life jackets. I asked the stewardess where they were kept and she claimed not to know. I checked under my seat and found nothing. Nevertheless, I slid down into the sea. The water was warm and calm; the plane wreckage seemed to disappear instantly. Me and my friends swam calmly towards the shore. That beautiful and colourful scene. We were met part way by local fisherman similarly swimming in the water. They had the look of aboriginal or tribal denizens yet were polite and spoke good English, we exchanged greetings and nothing more as we headed to the beach. Upon reaching the sandy shore I remember seeing coins buried under a light covering of sand. I bent down and inspected further. I discovered that the coins were English pennies, all different types. Upon this discovery I was filled with a terrible feeling that the second plane had crashed too, and that must be how these coins arrived upon the beach. I felt, or feared that, everybody on the second plane had died in the crash. It was at this moment that I woke up.

In my dream I lived in a dark manor. I had a family but they were all dark charaters. It started like I was watching a horror film, I saw a man become possessed and murder another member of the family. Then his face contorted and he himself died. Then I was running and there were three cats talking to me and they convinced a random truck driver to give me a ride out of town. So I go but the demon that haunts the family follows me and possesses a man at a gas station we stop at. He chases me down, picks me up and throws me into a glass casement in the store. Then I woke up in a bathroom in the old manor and I felt the demon come over me. It felt like that feeling you get when you stand up too fast and you get lightheaded. Only it did not go away, I could not control my own body or speak. The demon takes me down a dark hall and we enter a room. There is a woman sleeping in the bed as we apporached. We grabbed her and shook her hard, it was my mother from my real life. I managed to get out a few words from my paralyzed lips, "Help me... I'm possessed.." then I woke up.

I was witness to a car accident i was driving on the freeway when a white car in front of me began to swerve uncontrollably into the right lane of a large orange semi truck which tried to avoid hitting the car but the car hit the semi truck which jacked knifed ejecting its driver a car ahead of me stopped to check on the ejected driver i stopped got out of my car and walked over to the victim who was obviously dying from his injuries one half of his face was crushed and his body was split into i quickly reacted by laying my hand on the right side of his face and began praying for his soul to be released to god

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