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Lately, I’ve been having very distinct dreams and I almost remember just about everything in what happens in my dreams. We usually have multiple dreams every night, but a person remembers at least one or doesn’t recall anything at all. Last night, I had the most scariest dream beyond belief, but it felt so real. It wasn’t like the movie inception where you can alter your dreams, even tho I wish I could for this one. But how the dream ended is what made me confused, rather scared. This dream was the last dream I had before I woke up…

It was the middle of the day or so it seemed like. I couldn’t really tell cuz I don’t remember seeing the sun in the sky, but it was clear light blue skies for sure. I was at someone’s apartment for a small party/kickback. They lived on the first floor of a multiple story apartment building. I don’t remember how I got there, but it all started on the balcony or the gated outside area which faced a busy street (the backside of the apartment which connected to the living room- it can also be used as an entrance). I was with 3 other people, a guy and 2 girls. I was taking random pictures of the scenery and of the group with my chunky canon underwater-type camerawhich was clinging to my right wrist in case it falls. (I originally wanted the canon camera in real life, but I got the Olympus one instead)We were all having a good time just chatting away, then all of a sudden, the apartment building on the left side of us across the busy street had a huge explosion in one of the rooms making this deafening noise and creating all the windows to shatter to the ground. Then the entire building caught on fire. We were all stunned and we didn’t know what to do. Then just a split second later, to the far right, off into the distance, a couple of miles going East, there was a nuclear explosion. I didn’t see it happen cuz I was still shocked from the first miniature explosion just across the street. But I turned to look in that direction once I heard the echo of the distant explosion come my way and I saw the giant mushroom cloud of smoke and fire exactly like the ones you see on television. The sky wasn’t blue anymore, it turned dark gray. Everyone started to panic, but noone moved. We all just stared in disbelief keeping our eyes on the ominous cloud of fire. I remained calm figuring out what to do next. 4 seconds later, another nuclear explosion went off in the exact same location, but this time I felt the heat hit my body with full force. Another explosion came 3 seconds later in the same location, but it looked bigger than the other two. Then another one came 2 seconds later, but even larger. Then more kept going off one after the other making an immense, more terrifying perfect spherical explosion. I took my camera and started taking pictures of it. I wanted to film it, but they were coming closer and closer to us in such a quick pace that if I tried to switch the settings of my camera, that I would miss all the action. The explosions occurred around each other in the form of a targetand the center of it all is the ultimate source of the cause and it cannot be stopped. I didn’t know what was going on and why there were so many explosions in so lil time. Then I finally figured out what was going on. “This is it” I said outloud. “This is the end”. I can’t believe that the world is actually going to end. I took my eyes off the terrifying explosions as they came closer at 1 second intervals and looked into the darkness of the living room. Even tho they were exploding so fast, everything seemed to turn into slow motion. I yelled out to Jim at the top of my lungs several times. I was so scared. All I wanted to do was hold him. I saw him going into a dark room at the end of the hallway with his back turned. It didn’t look like him from behind and I couldn’t see his face, but I knew it was him. I got so angry that he didn’t turn around or come to look for me, but maybe he didn’t hear me or he didn’t know what to do at the time. I was pissed off and scared at the same time. All my emotions started to let go. All I could think of is if he is trying to find a place to hide so he can survive the explosion or maybe he’s trying to find something to figure out the situation. I just wanted to hold him cuz I know you can’t survive multiple nuclear explosions. there’s no way to hide from it and you can’t do anything to stop it. I already accepted it.

I turned to look back at the incoming explosions and I saw people running frantically with tears in their eyes towards my direction away from the exploding clouds of fire. The group I was with ran out through the open gate in the balcony area where I was at earlier. Noone cared that I was still in the apartment. As the explosions came closer, I turned my back away from the perfected mushroom clouds, closed my eyes until all I could see was darkness, I dropped to my knees, and started to pray… “Dear heavenly father, I hope everything turns out okay…”

I didn’t feel anything as the explosions went over me. I felt lifeless and the noise was eerily silent as if I went deaf. As I opened up my eyes slowly, I wasn’t expecting to be where I was when I shut my eyelids. I was still here on earth, in the exact same very spot where I dropped to my knees. I was so confused. All I was thinking was how can I survive an explosion like this?! Why am I still here?! I got up and looked around. It was raining ash and everything was gray. I tried to find Jim, but I couldn’t find him. Somehow in my mind, I have a feeling that he was still here in the apartment. I called to him saying, “let’s get the most important things that we cherish the most and get out of here,” even tho it wasn’t even our apartment. I didn’t even know where to go or where to start. And then I woke up.

I was actually pretty scared when I woke up. The ending of my dream didn’t make sense. I expected to see heaven, but I was still on earth after all of the explosions. Was I stuck in limbo or purgatory?! Or did I actually survive the explosions?!

Do you think God is giving us a sign through our dreams? or he can’t control our dreams and it is us that creates our own dreams in our minds?! I know there are a bunch of interpretations of certain things that you dream up if you easily look em up online. But do you think there is more to it than what you dream of? What if our dreams is another life that we live in, but in another world. Just like the movie inception but not as intricate and it is actually real. What if our dreams is our afterlife? Or what if the waking life and the sleeping life are two different worlds and they somehow collide like deja vu or dreaming of something that actually comes true? There are still a lot of unexplainable things in life and dreams are just another story.