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Yes its the same dream as the one i had before recruit training except a little differant.... im with a sta/quick react team and we storm a building and theres a circle of men sitting down and slunched over. The rest of the guys go to the next section of the building but for some reason i try to talk to the dead men, knowing they had questions theyd die to ask an american as much as americans (soilders) have questions theyd die to ask iraqi "troops." I ask questions, my voice gargled and i cant understand myself, just i understand the curiosity i feel, i keep asking knowing the void between life and death is to far for my voice to penetrate. I take 3 mens dog tags. I don't know why i took them. its illegal. "ROW#2 Marines dont steal, they respect personal property, be it military or personal." I put them around my belt loop and i tugged at them a couple time. woundering if due to the lack of identifacation the families of these men would ever know the fate of their husband, son, father, or lover. Prehaps they'd be more at ease believing them a martar and a warrior, instead of being killed by a "dirty infadel american marine." In my head i shrug this idea off. Anyways, i catch up with my team... we go a few houses down, for reason i don't know, or im incapable of understanding due to my head being clouded.... We storm the room. everyone does as their trained and it goes perfectly. We check bodies, take prisioners, call in evac, and call in OD to take their weapons. I change magazines on my m16a4 service rifle (a thing i started in mct to ensure my weponds functionallity for the next time ill/id need it) and i put the weapon in condition one. (magazine loaded, round in chamber, weapon ready to fight) as i rack the bold back i hear screaming of my men and they all take to the ground or behind furniture or behind walls... then i feel it. it hits right behind my right ear and i feel somthing travel--for what felt like an eternity--from behind my ear and out of the front of my ribs on the opposite side, as my body folds and i hit the deck. I cant breathe. i cant move. all i can do is panic, and worry inside my head, as i feel like im trapped behind my eyes unable to react, just watch the world get blurry as i suffocate inside my own mind. All i remember is black. An eternity of black, until when i can see again im unable to move, unable to breathe, unable to speak, all i can do is watch as i see my family and my loved ones crying. i don't understand it in the dream, all i feel is utter sorrow and confusion as i see my mothing with my dad, him trying to comfort her, as my brother presents arms to me, then about faces, folds with the help of a few old friends, and hands a flag to my mother. No red showing, a perfect triangle of all blue and white stars. I know i shouldnt talk about this stuff, but ive never in my life had a reoccuring dream, and i dont know how im suppose to react. i had this dream the night before last, and for the first time in my life also, i woke up with a nose bleed.... i love you guys...