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[kalmia]

I had a really strange disturbing dream last night. It started out that I was asleep in my bedroom and Mike came in to wake me up because I was late for work. I went out in the kitchen and asked him how he got in my house and he said he found the spare key under my flowerpot. Then I went back in my room to get dressed and when I came out I was in someone else's dining room and there were a bunch of carpenters in there converting a couple of old doors into tables. There was a wall of windows behind them and I could see a yard with a bunch of kids playing in it. I went to the bathroom and decided to take a shower. I had gotten ready to take it when I realized I didn't have any soap. So I wrapped a towel around myself and cracked open the door. I shouted for someone to bring my DOP kit and a black man, who I knew in the dream, came and asked what I wanted. I explained that I didn't have my soap and needed it and he sent a kid to get it. Suddenly there were a lot of kids coming in a group and the door looked out into the backyard. I asked who they were and the man said they were his 22 adopted kids and his one biological kid, Desiree. One of them gave me the DOP kit and when I went to grab it it dissolved into a pile of dirt and rags. I kneeled down and sorted through it and took out some pieces of gum that the man said was how he had made his money. Then I was on the other side of the yard, still wrapped in a towel and kneeling by the DOP kit but now a bunch of toy soldiers had fallen out of it. We heard a bunch of explosions and when I looked up I saw fireballs exploding up in rows coming towards us through the neighborhood. I asked what was going on and the man explained that there was a group of rebel kids in the neighborhood who had been hurt by an Irish man and now they thought all Catholics were bad and they were trying to get rid of them. And he pointed to a kid standing nearby and said Catholics like him. We all ran inside but I had to stop and pick up all the toy soldiers. I just barely made it inside when group of kids with guns came parading through the yard. We thought they were gone but then two small kids suddenly came out of nowhere and forced their way in the house. They left again but they had the Catholic kid tied up with a jump rope and they were dragging him away. I ran after them shouting "stop, not Roddy, leave him alone" I turned a corner and there was an old Asian man being helped up from a lying position to sit against a cardboard box. We asked him who was next and he said Desiree.

I woke up after that and my heart was racing and I kept thinking- not Roddy. That dream seriously disturbed me. Even typing about it right now is disturbing me.