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| The Mall Dream |
| This may not have any bearing on things, but because of my health problems, I hardly ever sleep more than two or three hours at night before waking up. Also, unlike other people I have talked to about it, I dream almost every time I go to sleep and I can almost always remember everything from them. Ever since I was a child I had dreams about things that would happen the next day or the next week. It still happens to this day, exact conversations, clothing, time, places, everything. I also have recurring dreams that are much too horrible to recount here, but I will give one example of a very realistic dream I had, one that actually hurt. In my dream, I was about 14 or 15 years old (I'm 28) and at a shopping mall, not one around here and not one I had ever seen before. At this mall, I was headed toward what would be the food court, and had a few friends with me, two guys and a girl. We decided to go into a Funcoland store, which I have never been inside in my entire life as we don't have them around here, and I was looking at DBZ and Pokemon stuff in the store(which I really, no offense, do not like in the least). They had some figures that whomever I was thought were really cool and some new games for Super Gameboy Advance or something(which I don't own, I don't own a single hand held system). Whoever I was, was looking at some of these game cartridges and thinking about stealing some of them when the following happened. As my friends and I were in there, some guy came in the front of the mall through the food court and started shooting. I looked up when the shots were fired and pushed my female friend out of the way, then hid behind a planter and was crouching there while the gunman took down whoever was in his sight. He came to me and as he pointed the gun, I started to get up and hit him, but the blast caught me full in the chest, and it hurt, it felt burning and cold at the same time. I didn't wake up, in my dream, I started to die. I lay there dying as the gunman walked on into the mall killing other people and my friend was holding my head in her hands and lap and crying. I died...only after I died and everything was black and quiet did I wake up. My chest hurt, and was VERY cold in the center, inside and outside. It continued to hurt all day long and into the next day... It was way too real for me as I felt as if a part of me had actually died or something. Due to all of the other dreams I have that come true, it just made me wonder if this one being so vivid had also happened or is going to. I even watched the news for a few days to see if I could see anything about a shooting at a mall. (I don't usually watch the news because it is just depressing and the Simpson�s and King of the Hill comes on at the same time as the news here, so the news loses out!) |