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08-25-2014, 04:25 PM
I actually had this dream a week or so ago...
In this dream, I was sleeping when I woke up to a clap of thunder. (I woke up in real life later to find that it was thundering... so that's probably where that came from.) The blinds on my window were moving just slightly and I caught a glimpse of something behind it. I thought it kinda looked like a newborn mouse. It was tiny and pink and still damp from birth. I woke up my husband before climbing out of bed and opening the blinds to find four of these little baby animals all clinging to one another. They were so tiny, all four could easily fit in my hands and when I collected them, I held them close to my chest to keep them warm while looking for their mother outside. There were no signs of any other animal, so I shrugged and told my husband that I would raise these babies and depending on what they grew into, I would either return them to the wild or keep them as part of our family. He seemed ok with that even though he isn't a huge fan of pets.
After feeding them, they had somehow magically grew to be around four or five inches tall. They looked like tiny, albino marmoset to me, but when I asked my husband what he thought they were, he told me they were baby sloths. I didn't see it. It didn't matter though, they were the cutest things I had EVER seen! I was in love with them. I had to get on tomy husbandfor letting my 3-year-old run around with them... My son was actually a big help, but I worried that the two younger boys might hurt them. Some time later, I heard the boys all squealing and laughing and went into their playroom to find that they had crammed all the little marmoset-like creatures into a hole in the wall. The little babies looked very frightened, but I managed to pull them out one by one and hold them tight. I was really angry at my husband now who had allowed everyone to play with them after I specifically asked him not to. Toddlers, though they mean well, could easily accidentally kill a small animal, especially a baby one. I was very upset that my husband did not listen to me or seem concerned for these babies I was trying to care for.
In another room, I had a large square table covered with a white table cloth. I had the creatures on the table, one on every side. I had just gotten through feeding them and they were now a couple of feet tall or more. As I looked at them, I noticed that only one was completely white. The rest had black marbled in their fur. The one I was facing at the time had black across it's eyes and when I looked at it, I wondered if maybe it was a panda bear? I wasn't sure what it was at this point and when I pointed it out to my husband, I looked down to see that its belly was turning brown and it was growing what looked to be a human belly button. I poked it with my finger and said "boop!" That was my way of playing with my little baby... It was acting silly, so I laughed... but when I looked down at it again... there was no animal, but a grown, naked, African-American man. In fact... all four of my babies were now grown black men!
I screamed and they screamed and we ALL scattered. My husband went to get the kids, and I ran into the kitchen for some reason with one of the men following me. It seemed like now I was bouncing back and forth between being in the body and watching on the side-lines The three other black men started raiding the home... even stealing things that I doubt very much that normal thieves would want, like photos and things that didn't seem very important... but that is not to say that everything they wanted to take was worthless... they were also taking electronics and jewelry. The one man who had followed me into the kitchen was very threatening. I opened a drawer and pulled out a small knife... and the man laughed and pulled out of the pants he was now wearing a much larger knife. I cried as I backed up against the counter... then called out to my husband to get the kids out of the house. There was really no way to get out of this situation... I would either have to hurt this man or be hurt by him... and I braced myself for the worst, because I just did not see a way out of this without being killed. The man was much stronger than me and had a much bigger knife...
The man who had me cornered had a sinister smile on his face. He was standing directly in front of a stove and turned on the gas. I knew instantly that he meant to blow the house up, or at least burn it to the ground. After a couple of minutes I could smell the gas, and the man pulled out one of those long lighters. It took three clicks for it to light. I could see a ball of fire form in an instant before I hit the ground. When I got up, the house was on fire and the only escape was through a window that had to be kicked in.
Luckily, I made it outside to see many people gathered round the burning house. A few of the neighbors had called for help and I met my husband and kids by the road next to the house. I was in a neighborhood that I had never seen before. In the sky, there were some jets that had been sent to handle the situation. There was a sort or thing they were going to shoot down to surround the house... and then it looked like they might bomb it. It was so weird. There were four planes, three escorting the one that meant to shoot the ring around our home. Each had a different flag on it. One had the American flag, one had a British flag, and another had the Canadian flag... I cant remember the other. Anyway, the barrier was shaped like a circle, but had four sides with a tiny missile weighing down each "side". I was very upset that they meant to further destroy my home, rather than send someone down to extinguish the fire! It seemed like the mini-missiles would embed into the ground and make a red ring of some kind of material around the house, then someone would fire a missile to destroy our home all-together. I was very upset and crying begging someone to stop what was happening, because it made no sense, no one should be allowed to do this to someone else's property! Someone patted my shoulder and explained to me that the property was no longer mine. It belonged to the government, especially since someone had called for them to help me, so now they could do with it whatever they wanted... to include bombing it. It got worse though... as I cried, some heavily armed police officers confronted me and gave me a ticket... for being robbed! I had to pay for some guys choosing to rob me and set my house on fire! I was so distraught and disgusted that instead of getting any sort of help from anyone... I was instead treated like a criminal. I had no idea what I would do now since the house was being blown up and I had no home or money.
In this dream, I was sleeping when I woke up to a clap of thunder. (I woke up in real life later to find that it was thundering... so that's probably where that came from.) The blinds on my window were moving just slightly and I caught a glimpse of something behind it. I thought it kinda looked like a newborn mouse. It was tiny and pink and still damp from birth. I woke up my husband before climbing out of bed and opening the blinds to find four of these little baby animals all clinging to one another. They were so tiny, all four could easily fit in my hands and when I collected them, I held them close to my chest to keep them warm while looking for their mother outside. There were no signs of any other animal, so I shrugged and told my husband that I would raise these babies and depending on what they grew into, I would either return them to the wild or keep them as part of our family. He seemed ok with that even though he isn't a huge fan of pets.
After feeding them, they had somehow magically grew to be around four or five inches tall. They looked like tiny, albino marmoset to me, but when I asked my husband what he thought they were, he told me they were baby sloths. I didn't see it. It didn't matter though, they were the cutest things I had EVER seen! I was in love with them. I had to get on tomy husbandfor letting my 3-year-old run around with them... My son was actually a big help, but I worried that the two younger boys might hurt them. Some time later, I heard the boys all squealing and laughing and went into their playroom to find that they had crammed all the little marmoset-like creatures into a hole in the wall. The little babies looked very frightened, but I managed to pull them out one by one and hold them tight. I was really angry at my husband now who had allowed everyone to play with them after I specifically asked him not to. Toddlers, though they mean well, could easily accidentally kill a small animal, especially a baby one. I was very upset that my husband did not listen to me or seem concerned for these babies I was trying to care for.
In another room, I had a large square table covered with a white table cloth. I had the creatures on the table, one on every side. I had just gotten through feeding them and they were now a couple of feet tall or more. As I looked at them, I noticed that only one was completely white. The rest had black marbled in their fur. The one I was facing at the time had black across it's eyes and when I looked at it, I wondered if maybe it was a panda bear? I wasn't sure what it was at this point and when I pointed it out to my husband, I looked down to see that its belly was turning brown and it was growing what looked to be a human belly button. I poked it with my finger and said "boop!" That was my way of playing with my little baby... It was acting silly, so I laughed... but when I looked down at it again... there was no animal, but a grown, naked, African-American man. In fact... all four of my babies were now grown black men!
I screamed and they screamed and we ALL scattered. My husband went to get the kids, and I ran into the kitchen for some reason with one of the men following me. It seemed like now I was bouncing back and forth between being in the body and watching on the side-lines The three other black men started raiding the home... even stealing things that I doubt very much that normal thieves would want, like photos and things that didn't seem very important... but that is not to say that everything they wanted to take was worthless... they were also taking electronics and jewelry. The one man who had followed me into the kitchen was very threatening. I opened a drawer and pulled out a small knife... and the man laughed and pulled out of the pants he was now wearing a much larger knife. I cried as I backed up against the counter... then called out to my husband to get the kids out of the house. There was really no way to get out of this situation... I would either have to hurt this man or be hurt by him... and I braced myself for the worst, because I just did not see a way out of this without being killed. The man was much stronger than me and had a much bigger knife...
The man who had me cornered had a sinister smile on his face. He was standing directly in front of a stove and turned on the gas. I knew instantly that he meant to blow the house up, or at least burn it to the ground. After a couple of minutes I could smell the gas, and the man pulled out one of those long lighters. It took three clicks for it to light. I could see a ball of fire form in an instant before I hit the ground. When I got up, the house was on fire and the only escape was through a window that had to be kicked in.
Luckily, I made it outside to see many people gathered round the burning house. A few of the neighbors had called for help and I met my husband and kids by the road next to the house. I was in a neighborhood that I had never seen before. In the sky, there were some jets that had been sent to handle the situation. There was a sort or thing they were going to shoot down to surround the house... and then it looked like they might bomb it. It was so weird. There were four planes, three escorting the one that meant to shoot the ring around our home. Each had a different flag on it. One had the American flag, one had a British flag, and another had the Canadian flag... I cant remember the other. Anyway, the barrier was shaped like a circle, but had four sides with a tiny missile weighing down each "side". I was very upset that they meant to further destroy my home, rather than send someone down to extinguish the fire! It seemed like the mini-missiles would embed into the ground and make a red ring of some kind of material around the house, then someone would fire a missile to destroy our home all-together. I was very upset and crying begging someone to stop what was happening, because it made no sense, no one should be allowed to do this to someone else's property! Someone patted my shoulder and explained to me that the property was no longer mine. It belonged to the government, especially since someone had called for them to help me, so now they could do with it whatever they wanted... to include bombing it. It got worse though... as I cried, some heavily armed police officers confronted me and gave me a ticket... for being robbed! I had to pay for some guys choosing to rob me and set my house on fire! I was so distraught and disgusted that instead of getting any sort of help from anyone... I was instead treated like a criminal. I had no idea what I would do now since the house was being blown up and I had no home or money.