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.
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