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I just had the worst nightmare ever, and it was so wrong, and so real.
It began when I was at this dinner with some classmates. One guy kept ranting on about how he hated black people, and I was afraid to move because I wanted to see what he was getting at. After he left, everyone was like, "Wtf is up with that guy?" The next day, I went to "school" (It kept changing from my school to my house, so yeah, but it felt like school), and no one was there except Brittany Snow (Yes, that Brittany Snow). She hid something of hers in her purse, and then ran back out to the principal. He asked her for her cell phone that she was trying to hide, and I went to the bathroom, took mine out of my purse, and put it in my pocket because that is all I thought was going wrong. I looked out the back door, and I saw all of these guns and trucks with no people in it, and then I realised that Brittany and I were the only ones at school. She had no way to leave, that is why she was there. I had keys and and a car outside, so I told her to come with me. We ran out of the door, and the principal saw us. There were all of these white guys setting up their guns, and they were pointing them at us, but they weren't read to shoot yet. I'm driving away, and when I get on the road, they were about to shoot us when some other people bumrushed them and knocked them down. This is where the trouble started. We have ditched the car by now because if they shot it, then we knew we were gone. There was this guy in a yellow jacket that was looking overhead over this hill, and this other guy told us to lay low so he wouldn't see us. Brittany Snow has a gun now, a machine gun. We are laying in this swamp, and this guy is walking dead over us. She wants to shoot him, but I told her no to because it would attract too much attention. Somehow we break free, and we are told that there are two sides, and one guy wants to kill anyone that is not in his group. They are an extremist group, but not a white extremist group because they are killing white people too. They wanted to have a mass killing so that people would begin to listen to them. We're in this warehouse, and it's a madhouse! People are dying left and right, and my side is running out of ammo. The leader of my side just told us to ban together, and if we get hit, we just get hit. We can only protect ourselves. Brittany is upset with herself because she dodged behind some other dude to save herself, and she said that she should have been more careful preserving life. She laid her last bullet into one of the extremist guys, and it was also my side's last bullet. Time lapses, and only a couple of girls and I are left. I'm hiding, and they are planning to rape those girls later. The dead bodies are on an assembly line type deal, leading to a furnace, and this guy is shooting the bodies as they pass by. The leader of the group sees me, and the chase is on. I run through this back area, and I see all of these doors that lead to different areas of the battle field. I want to go through the one that leads to the area near the school, but I thought that he might have back up there. So I keep running to what looks like the garden section of Wal-Mart or something, and he's chasing me. I run back to the area with the different doors, and now he's giving me this little speech. He said, "You know why they stick with me? Because of fear, they are all afraid of me! You should be too! I won't kill you; I'll have mercy on you, n***er! I am your lord! I am your lord!" Then I shut the area down completely and I was trapped inside. More time lapses, and I leave the area, but it had to have been almost a year because there was a little girl walking calling the extremist leader guy "Daddy." Now the perspective has changed, I'm an outisder looking in. There is a beautiful woman trying to hide from the extremist leader, but he finds her. Somehow I know she wouldn't run away because the little girl is hers, and she wouldn't let her face him alone. The woman has a gun. She shoots the man, and she leaves. And that is when I woke up. |
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I've also had dreams like this that seem very real, even more realistic than yours at times (like they could have happened in real life, but they'll still have some random bizarre points) but luckily, nothing in my real life has reflected these dreams.
It may seem a bit far fetched, but if you believe in reincarnation, I believe perhaps these dreams come from our past lives. One of your past lives seems to have been very tramatic, perhaps you lived during the holocaust or some other horrible part of history. I believe our dreams reflect thoughts from a spiritual world when they are very striking. But if you do not believe that, you could have just been influenced by a horror movie or something. Your subconscious may have deeply been affected on it (there is evidence, something about mirror cells, that part of watching an event occur has the same effect on us as if we actually do the effect, like when your body feels numb when you see someone hurt, etc.) Anyway, do not worry, I do not think it is a premonition. Hope that helps, but all of this is from my experience, I do not know what others would say about it. |