I've had some crazy dreams. Once I dreamt that a few friends and I rented a trailer at a campsite. The guy showed us around, the last thing he said was"oh,and watch out for the raptors".When he left we heard him scream. Out the windows we could see a dozen raptors running around.
For years I've had tornado dreams, basiclly tornados coming right at me. I always survive. My childhood home riped to a 4by4 skeleton, or my boss and I running between buildings and diving into a ditch nearly avoiding 3 thin tornados. Being at a football game while a tornando rips the dome apart lifting hundreds of people into the air. Watching the clouds only to have them develop into a funnel cloud that drops right on top of me.. etc..
The most vivid-set in the1940s. In a small town,I could see the tornado coming. When it hit I dove, pushing a woman and little girl into what looked like a stairwell.It was only two feet deep.We held on to eachother until it passed. I saved there lives.
Why the dreams
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