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In my dream i was walking in the empty strange town. The sky and the city was all in grey, it was depressing.I was walking through it trying to find something or someone. I didn't because i appeared in a different place , i was standing on the hill but it was raining and everything was slippy. I slipped and fell down, it wasn't sore as i landed on the cows that were sleeping. I was covered in the mud and i started panicking at the same time trying to get up and quickly run away before the cows woke up.As i panicked my fast movements woke the cows up that were angry and started chasing me.I tried to escape but they cached me, they ran in to me but i didn't feel anything.I appeared on the beach near the ocean.I was covered in mud so i went for a swim to get a rid of the mud, as i turned back to look at the beach, i couldn't see it only big waves were grabbing me into the ocean, i couldn't breath and everything went white , i knew i died then i panicked and i was in a new dream that i cant remember.

I was riding on a cargo freight train through a war-torn area, along with many others. The train was moving so slow that donkeys caring bags and suitcases could walk alongside us at matched speed. We were attacked by guerillas and those on the train with me began fighting back, shooting and pushing those attackers off that tried to jump on the train. I became overwhelmed and felt as if I didn't have the energy to keep fighting. Everything went into slow-motion, and I realized that our attackers are not carrying any weapons and are mere children (ages 10-20). In the trenches alongside the train, I see hundreds of corpses on top of corpses (as if these children were victims of a mass homicide and thrown by the train tracks). I started yelling for everyone to stop fighting these children, but they looked at me as if I were crazy, pushed me to the side, and kept battling. I jumped off the slow-moving train and saw a survivor in the trenches. Upon leaning down to help what appeared to be a severely wounded, malnourished boy of 10-13yrs, I reached to support his head and was startled at the touch of the pus and blood spilling wounds he had. As I was startled, I drew my hand back and his head fell off--only the skin had already grown over this wound, and now I had what was then a badly decomposed body in front of me. Convinced he was alive a moment before, I looked over at his head and was terrified to see that his eyes could still blink and look around--and that his mouth was still moving as if trying to moan. I tried to back up, stand up, anything to get away, but kept slipping on the other corpses. Then this boy's body attempted to stand up. I was terrified beyond belief and finally gained enough ground to stand and run. I looked back and saw his body standing, headless, and with very jerking movements, begin to walk...

My husband, daughter,granddaughter and me were visiting some place in a wilderness. the females were inside when my granddaughter asked me where her grandfather was. We went out unto a balcony and looked down to see my husband standing in shallow water. Some movements caught my eyes to the right of him. As I was yelling down to my husband to beware a blond bear came out and started to climb over the balcony. My husband yelled to take the baby inside. I dragged my granddaughter through a sort of hidden through a column in the outside wall. I looked back and saw a second bear. We entered and I shut the door. I heard a thump, I opened the door a crack and saw my husband leaning against the door. I dont't know if he was conscious or dead but I closed the door very quickly and screamed to my daughter to call the police. then I woke up.

I am in a bedroom with 2 of my cousins, one of them is crying because she is worried about another cousin dying, I am saying that she has to accept it although unpleasant because I have experienced it - I start to cry myself - then I feel I cannot move, I am lying on my stomach and there is movement on my bed like someone jumping up and down on me, I am trying to wake up but I can't and I am making groaning like noises, I am desperately trying to move but I can't, then I wake up with a pain in my lower back

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