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I dreamt around 2 .04am me n my mom went for a gathering many people age of 30 + n above my husband appeared with paper n pen starting taking interview then he dissappered soon i saw water getting filed in ground floor no way to go hotle people sucked water through heavy pipe saw dead bodies(10)both adult n children after evacuating water me n mother came down to much heavy rain gate closed im thinking about my elder son saw my co worker then sun rise n again darkness t

I was traveling through the Middle East, a rare sight of a woman alone with her children. Everywhere we went, small children with large, dark, haunted eyes would watch my son and daughter as they laughed easily, teased each other and tried to talk to one another in Arabic from a small red phrasebook. One day we sat on a hot, dusty, crowded train. As the vista flashed by outside the window, a young boy, close to the same age as my son, sat across from us with his father. He watched quietly, seriously, as my children giggled, poked at one another and pointed out goats, mountains and beautiful rolling dunes awash in browns, soft pinks and ochers. My daughter turned to the boy and spoke a short phrase to him - "Hello; how are you?" - and suddenly he smiled, huge brown eyes lighting up and his face transformed into that of a beautiful and carefree young man. He began to answer when his father, eyes flashing, gave him a sharp reprimand in the universal language that every parent understands, the tone conveying words I understood in a language I could not. The boy cast his eyes downward. I looked at the man and attempted his language. "I'm sorry and it is not my business yet...why is it not alright for our children to speak with one another?" He looked at me and, with a small sigh, said "Our children are not the same." I said, "We are not wealthy people; you have no reason to dislike us." He barked a short laugh and said, "You, wealthy? You have riches. We -" he pointed at his breast, "we have wealth. We have the wealth that comes from true knowledge of our Creator, of our thousands of years of history, of our struggles. Of our losses. Of our families, of our heritage, of our culture. Your children have riches. Riches of the promise of a future. My son has wealth. But the promise of a future...?" He raised his arms heavenward in a fatalistic gesture and slowly turned his head to look out the window of the train. His proud face looked resigned yet strangely at peace. I woke up with tears running down my face.

I was walking on this road and I saw a boy coming. For some reason, I was really scared of him. An old man walking beside me put his arm around me and protected me. Some girls came to rob me or whatever but he saved me. We didn't talk the whole while, but when it was time to go, I asked him for his name. He didn't reply but I told mine. Then he asked me for my age and I said that age never matters. But then I blurted out that I was 18, and yet I didn't get a reply from him. He started tearing up and cried with a sad smile. He vanished in the crowd and i ran after him. However, i guess I'd lost him already. When I went back home, I cried and cried. I woke up crying.

I was at a carnival with my family doing a relay race. My dad, mom, little sister and half brother were there. My family sat down but I walked around the water. I looked up at the white tents, I saw a boy about my age smiling showing very sharp teeth. It then disappeared. I was a teenager at someone's house babysitting a young girl. I was holding the girl looking at the wall that had blood spelling DIE. I still had a monitor for my heart and it said, you shouldn't have done that. Then the old pokemon game came on the monitor and I was in a maze, looking for the boss. I found the boss, but then everything disappeared. I was then at my grandmother`s house in my room with my dad and little sister on my bed with me sitting on the floor next to the closet. A hand came from under the air vent with a screw driver trying to open the vent. It opened and It tried to get me but I fainted. I woke up still In the room and asked my little sisters and dad if the saw that. They said what? No what are you talking about? Are you crazy? Then I woke up.

I was sitting on a futuristic train, traveling on no railroad tracks and going through an old, abandoned part of town. I got off the train at the last stop and the station was non existent and although I was in this new age town, it was abandoned. There was a field with a forest and a wooden fence. From beyond the wooden fence a girl emerged and walked over to me holding her hand to me out with something inside. As she approached closer I realized she was holding fresh dirt with a worm in it. She then said to me "With this we can tell just how furtive her soil is" and proceeded to hand the pile of dirt to me.

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