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Sunday, December 11, 2011
Another Dream I Had, Just This Morning...
I was sitting next to a fairly large window, and I think I was inside a museum. I was talking to my brother about nothing important. He pointed outside to these two girls in front of these huge men. One of the girls caught my attention. I knew her. I focused on what they were doing, and I was stunned.
What they were doing was sick and embarrassing. My brother and I stood up and ran outside; we needed to help these girls. But when we got outside, they huge men were leading the girls somewhere. Dread hit me like a train in the heart. I felt like I wouldn't be able to save either of the girls or see them ever again. I saw the girl I knew standing on a staircase that lead up to an apartment building with one of the huge men. She was flirting and I could tell something was very wrong about her.
I couldn't tell if she was older than the last time I saw her, or if she was high, or if she was drunk, or if she felt guilty and was hiding it by acting this way.
When I tried to call out to her, my voice couldn't reach her.
I woke up in shock. Why didn't she hear me? Who were those men? What did this mean? I know this girl already has issues in her life that she doesn't want to overcome, but I feel like she won't ever be saved.
What they were doing was sick and embarrassing. My brother and I stood up and ran outside; we needed to help these girls. But when we got outside, they huge men were leading the girls somewhere. Dread hit me like a train in the heart. I felt like I wouldn't be able to save either of the girls or see them ever again. I saw the girl I knew standing on a staircase that lead up to an apartment building with one of the huge men. She was flirting and I could tell something was very wrong about her.
I couldn't tell if she was older than the last time I saw her, or if she was high, or if she was drunk, or if she felt guilty and was hiding it by acting this way.
When I tried to call out to her, my voice couldn't reach her.
I woke up in shock. Why didn't she hear me? Who were those men? What did this mean? I know this girl already has issues in her life that she doesn't want to overcome, but I feel like she won't ever be saved.
Bad Dream I Had This Week...
I had a night terror for the first time in my 17-year-old life.
The dream was odd; if felt so real, real as my fingers hitting these keys.
I was watching my Grandpa, who had past away in 2006, as he was weeding a garden. He seemed angry as he was yelling to someone. I looked over and saw my Grandma with her arms crossed trying not to cry. Something was wrong with this; why was I seeing this? Why was he yelling at her? Why isn't he looking at her? Where are we standing?
I woke up crying because I had this strong feeling my Grandpa wasn't in Heaven. My body was burning in pain and I couldn't move. I cried out to God asking him, "Please forgive my Grandpa, he didn't know there was more to life than what he did. Please Lord, Please!"
I know this sounds crazy and not many people will believe me, but that is what I felt, and what I dreamt. I still feel like my Grandpa will never be at peace.
The dream was odd; if felt so real, real as my fingers hitting these keys.
I was watching my Grandpa, who had past away in 2006, as he was weeding a garden. He seemed angry as he was yelling to someone. I looked over and saw my Grandma with her arms crossed trying not to cry. Something was wrong with this; why was I seeing this? Why was he yelling at her? Why isn't he looking at her? Where are we standing?
I woke up crying because I had this strong feeling my Grandpa wasn't in Heaven. My body was burning in pain and I couldn't move. I cried out to God asking him, "Please forgive my Grandpa, he didn't know there was more to life than what he did. Please Lord, Please!"
I know this sounds crazy and not many people will believe me, but that is what I felt, and what I dreamt. I still feel like my Grandpa will never be at peace.
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