Osama Bin Ladin

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I had this dream about three years ago. I've never told anyone about it except perhaps my son. I have often wondered about it. Anyway, here it is: In my dream I felt a great rush of air and then I was standing in the back of a three storied concrete white building. There was a door with no door on it so I stepped in. There were stairs directly to my right and I began to climb them. I climbed three flights and on the third flight I ran into an old friend of mine. She was wearing a turbin on her head. I was astounded to see her there. Especially adorned with a turbin. I laughed when I saw her and said, "What in the world are you wearing that for!" She said, "Shhhh!" warning me to be quiet, looking up at the landing above her. Puzzled I followed her gaze and there was a door up there. All of a sudden Osama Bin Ladin walked out. He was dressed all in white and carried a kalishnikof. He called to my friend to come back up. He glared at me and stepped back through the doorway. I grabbed my friends shoulders in disbelief and shook her. "Are you nuts! You can't go with him, he will kill you as soon as look at you, come away with me right now." She said she just couldnt and ran back up the stairs. I followed her up to the landing to try and get her to change her mind. But she went into the room and before I had time to blink both of them came rushing back out. She flew by me hurriedly but Osama stopped and looked at me hatefully. I didnt even see it coming before he knocked me over the top railing with a lofty sneer. "GOOT BYE!" He said and rushed down on the heels of my friend. I dont know how I did it but I grabbed onto the railing as I went over and my arms stretched all the down to the concrete base below. I let go of the railing and my arms snapped back into their normal length. I turned around to see them running down the last set of stairs toward me and I backed up angrily against the wall. My friend ran out the same back door I had come in. Osama stopped in shock. Staring at me as though I were a freak or something. His eyes were about popped out of his head. I glared back at him. I was getting ready to kick the crap out of him but he followed her quickly out the door and I looked out to see where they would go. (by the way, I am female.) They hit a small stream only about five yards from the door then turned right (east) and fled up the tributary. Soon they were enveloped by trees on both sides and I couldnt see them anymore. Disheartened because of my friend I walked around in front of the building and there was a huge tree that spread its branches over a small pond. I sat under the tree and was very sad. I felt someone walk up behind me and when I turned to see who it was the blood drained from my face. It was an FBI or a CIA man. He wore a gray suit and sunglasses. He said, " Isnt there something you want to tell me." Suddenly I woke up. When I thought about the dream later that day I knew I could pick that place in Afganistan out on a map. Well, thats it. I still do not know what to think of this old dream.
Any thoughts?
Vee