Baby Shower Congratulations

I was recently at a wedding so it is not strange that the dream began with a wedding. The whole family together. Parents, sisters, cousins, babies, friends ...
was a restaurant in the country. Beautiful, spacious with a beautiful landscape outside. He spoke with my cousins and smiled at my friends sitting at the table next door. Picked up a baby. We wanted to entertain and sat near a window so I could see movement out. Had some power and closed the window so that the baby not caught cold. Looking out I was when I saw it. I panicked. Strong I held the baby in my arms. Among the mountains. In the distance. Something like a huge cloud. Thick. Brown, purple. With a circular shape and wider than the other side. More distorted than others. Stubsbears. Now saw as through a camera. The image of a human body. They said they had to attack to kill faster in the center of gravity that was hip. I thought thank goodness because it was an opportunity. The center is actually the head and then the next image I saw was the attack they were going to do at that time. The first berth. I was terrified to see my little sister run around the yard of his grandfather's house in the village. Would twelve years. I do not know. Suddenly I gave a what and pushed it off in the middle. I stood next to my sister (now no longer was in hyperspace and had been flying?) And told to run. Both arrived at the house. We spent inside. I put the lock and told to watch over the door. Withfie on it. Now it was more like to protect as much as I always do and needed help to look after all the others who were at home sleeping at home after the wedding, my parents, my uncles, my grandmother was alive ...
I left my sister there looking through the glass door and I climbed the stairs. I had to find the shotgun. My father was awake, sitting at the bottom of the stairs. I told him to watch but did not seem to understand me and I had no time to explain. That was about to reach the door. I entered the room of my grandparents. I do not know why my grandmother was living alone and not my grandfather. The question that always grabbed the gun my cousin. I said still in bed half asleep and that what and who did not know. I busction. I tried to wake my father. Terrified. He did not wake up. I shook him and nothing. I often dream but now that I watched it and saw that he was not asleep. My father died in my arms. Who knew my little sister and the rest would have the same fate. I heard the cold to enter through the open door below.

I woke up really scared. HE slow to react and I've wanted to go see my little sister. Even after a few minutes still waiting for something to happen. As if the dream was true and something was about to attack.

was five in the morning.

Good Mental Health Cliparts Waves of snakes.

Brazilian Waxing Shapes

disbelief. Its trunk was huge, long, round, full of thick black hair. As a hand wide. Moving due to vibration. Almost see those thick hairs move by vibration. There was life there. "It" was alive. He was alive and was looking in my window. The mosquito net between "this" and me. The light and the buzz outside.
I thought that my mother had to see it. I moved fast to his room where he was still sleeping. He was screaming, "Mommy, Mommy ... you have to see it ... there is a huge mosquito on my window." Opened the door to the room my mother and my little sister. They were still sleeping and complained. I do not understand it at first and then I thought and I did not know, in my state of shock, to better describe what was in thesde below. Iban hooked by the legs. Some one leg and one other couple. Hanging from ropes. There were no knots but it was as if they were hooked. Accidentally hooked branches. Branches and storm and hurricane winds. Should have been dragged by the storm. We approach looking at them under this cloud hanging. Entangled in ropes, which in turn were caught in branches which in turn were in the air by the storm and do not know the mechanism Mantei unreal there in the air, traveling aimlessly. More despair and death and nonsense. Putrefaction, humidity, darkness and nonsense.
We pointed to the sky and looked seeing them through. Someone said something about that had to be careful not to fall NONEstada. We saw them fall. We saw the green of the branches still hanging, unnaturally sustained the sky ...


This last dream I had on Friday. The mosquito was last week ... There have been some more that I can not remember.