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I keep having this dream. Its the same one, but things change within it. I wish I could figure out what triggers it. It is placed in the civil war? ( I have no idea which side is which, but one of the comes to take over the town.) Well they set up there camp not to far from the house I live in, also a camp for prisoners. I watch them all ride in. I know there are a lot but only see the general. Wearing his hat, with his dirty blonde hair peeking out, and his gray coat, riding a giant gray colored horse. Like in a movie, lol... you know where they go in slow motion and somewhere in the middle the horse whinnies and goes on it back legs before it keeps running.
The whole town starts to pile up their kids in my house to keep them safe. I hide them upstairs in a room, while also hiding essential things that we all know the soldiers will take as supplies. In the dream the kids always stay quiet, though they are scared. A man comes to help. He is not a soldier. I love him , though I have no idea who he is when I am awake. Anyway, he stays out of sight and helps keep the kids quiet while the dream progresses. I don't hide, its my house, i need to regulate.
The general from the beginning knocks on my door, with a couple extra men. Opening the door, with caution, he says that him and his men are in need of some food, water, and supplies and any help i could give them, they would be much obliged. I glance up the stairs to see a blonde head nod at me. So I fed them. They looked around the house somewhat, but bothered nothing, and I sent them away with some extra food, water, and blankets. The general kissed my hand and left. Seemed nice enough. So we stayed in the house hiding.
Then a couple nights later one of the men came back. I went and hid upstairs with the kids, and the man kept watch at the door. The intruder let himself into my house and started getting into stuff, but taking nothing. He was looking for something, but what? He walked by the stairs a few times before coming up. I shhh'ed the kids and pulled them in closer to me. (Where they hell did all their parents go?) The man who was staying with me crept out of the room, quietly shutting the door. We heard a loud thud.....a few long moments later, and he came walking back in. He was wearing the man's uniform. Said he put him in the basement . He was going to figure out what was going on, and that i should get things together before they came looking for the missing man. He would be back.
Days later he returned, dirty and worn. He had found most of the other towns people (nobody knew who he was, so he was safe) in the prisoner camp. Most of them ill, some dead, and other being tortured. I wonder why they hadn't taken me? He said I had something they needed, but didn't know what. So with all the stuff together, we prepared the kids and snuck out the back door, sure someone was watching the front, into the woods that surrounded my property....
Then I wake up, or get woke up, its all frustrating. I never get to finish it. Why am I in the middle of the civil war and the center of attention? sad I tell you I could write books from my dreams. Whats your take?
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