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A Fearful Prophecy & a Hurricane
Last night I actually thought I was awake. This was almost more like astraling than really dreaming it felt so real. I woke up, and went to the bathroom. I opened the window and my Mom's face was there. I jumped back, shocked and scared. Realizing it was her, the fear melted and I walked up to the window asking her why she was there. It didn't seem odd that she was floating about 20 ft. off the ground. She told me that something terrible was going to happen to Dad and she started to cry. She reached for me, and I stuck my hands out and she grabbed them, even though she'd floated to just under the window now. She told me that when he found out he wasn't sad, that relief actually came onto his face. He wanted to die, was looking forward to the rest. I can't remember all that she said, but I was so upset. I ran from my apartment, crying. I decided I needed to go sit somewhere and smoke cigarettes, so I ran back to the apartment to get mine. It was late at night, but people were outside staring. Walking back in, there stood Dad in my living room...just in front of the kitchen. He told me not to be sad and explained this was a good thing and we hugged. He was looking forward to the rest. It was a very disturbing dream.
Later this same night, another dream I can't remember happened except we were going to the old trailer on the old lot and it was cata-cornered on the top left of the lot. We saw Dad sleeping in the hollow of an old tree, his shoes sticking out. Next, I was going on inspections at work. Since I wasn't a licensed boiler inspector, I was only checking to see if certificates were hung and if facilities had boilers. I was stopping at this mental hospital and the sky got dark outside. A tornado warning had been called and they started getting all the patients together. I hurried back to the Fire Marshal's vehicle I was using and called Mom and Amb in Maringouin, telling them I was going to get back to work, get their car I was using, and come home. Half way there I saw the tornado, and took shelter in some building. It passed but I saw one girl get sucked in and get beat to a bloody pulp by flying objects. I was on Florida Blvd. when it happened, I remember that and I remember passing this place where this man sold old, used airplane bodies to use as new businesses...he was like a car salesman but was locally famous b/c no one else sold big airplanes as buildings.
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