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70's baby, early 80's child
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Sune was in my dream last night, and I died.
05/31/11 03:21 PM
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He was part of some rebel faction, or extremist group...some kind of leadership role (but he wasn't wearing his "globen"). I must have been part of this group, and was armed and prepared for a fight.
We were barricaded inside some kind of mansion, and the enemy soldiers were outside and had the house surrounded.
Sune kept telling me not to worry and the ordeal would be over soon. I tried hiding in a closet of what I thought would be a safe room. I had a machine gun with me and kept it aimed at the doorway.
When all at once the enemies outside crashed through the windows of the mansion and there was gunfire and chaos everywhere. Right when I thought it was over, a soldier kicked open the door of where I was hiding and shot me numerous times with a machine gun. In my dream I remember fading away, telling myself I was dying....everything went black.
Later I awoke to some people carrying me on a stretcher. I couldn't speak, but I could give them thumbs up/thumbs down when they asked me questions. Someone told me it was incredible I was still alive.
Then the baby started crying and woke me up. I rarely even dream anymore, or at least remember the dream the next morning, but this one was very vivid.
Edited by Hizzout (05/31/11 03:25 PM)
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