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I had a dream the other night. My mom told me there was a hurse parked across the street. She was pointing out the window and I looked but I couldn't see it. So we just sat down on the couch and then we heard sirens. I told her they sounded close and then we could see them down the block. They were coming down our block. I said it would be funny if they were coming here and then they stopped in front of my house. They were those police bomb squad military kind of police trucks. Then people just burst out of them. Dressed in white bomb squad/beekeeper suits. About 30 of them. They ran up to our front door armed with machine guns and started pounding on the door. I started screaming and then I woke up.
The night before that I had another weird dream. I was more of a voice though. I was sleeping and then it was like this voice just came into my head. I don't remember the exact words but what it said was: Sometimes when God wants you to help someone he ends up making them too close to you and you can't see that they need your help. The voice put it in better words though.
I told my mom about them and she said something interesting. She said she thinks I'm subconsciously stressed about thinking that my grandmother is going to die in our house. I think she may be right. It kind of makes sense with the first dream. The second one I don't think was related, it was different somehow. B
I am defiantly thinking about my grandmother dying in the house and i guess even though I haven't thought about it that way i am stressed about it. If I go out for the night and I come home late I look for signs in the house that may signal something's wrong before I go in. Like if too many lights are on. She always turns lights out before she goes to sleep. I just don't think I could handle coming home and finding her dead. I think it's one of those things that I'll just never be the same after. Everyone has something that can just destroy them and make them a different person. That would be it for me I think.
So that's not really a happy entry and to make things better Meagan goes back to school in 10 days. I'm really sad about it. This was one of the best summers ever and I'm going to miss her so so so much.
I'll be 19 on Friday.
The night before that I had another weird dream. I was more of a voice though. I was sleeping and then it was like this voice just came into my head. I don't remember the exact words but what it said was: Sometimes when God wants you to help someone he ends up making them too close to you and you can't see that they need your help. The voice put it in better words though.
I told my mom about them and she said something interesting. She said she thinks I'm subconsciously stressed about thinking that my grandmother is going to die in our house. I think she may be right. It kind of makes sense with the first dream. The second one I don't think was related, it was different somehow. B
I am defiantly thinking about my grandmother dying in the house and i guess even though I haven't thought about it that way i am stressed about it. If I go out for the night and I come home late I look for signs in the house that may signal something's wrong before I go in. Like if too many lights are on. She always turns lights out before she goes to sleep. I just don't think I could handle coming home and finding her dead. I think it's one of those things that I'll just never be the same after. Everyone has something that can just destroy them and make them a different person. That would be it for me I think.
So that's not really a happy entry and to make things better Meagan goes back to school in 10 days. I'm really sad about it. This was one of the best summers ever and I'm going to miss her so so so much.
I'll be 19 on Friday.