Every once in a while I have a Dream that reoccures. People usually don't have their Dreams in color, Mine are in color. My Dreams usually come true. I am only 17 years old and this has been happening since I was 8 years old. I once had a fully in color dream about getting stuck on a railroad track. I remember There were three other people in the car next to myself, The car had stalled on the railroad tracks, and I couldn't run. No matter how hard I tried I could not move . It was as if I were stuck. Well a train would come(in my dreams). I would lift my feet one at a time, unfourtunately getting no where. Then in a desperate last try I would fall to the ground, and Iwould crawl. After I am down on my hands and knees I would look up...... I can't exactly remember who it was But they would pick me up. When turned around to see where the train was ......... There was no train. Well, I had that dream for half a year, almost every night. It was terrifying for a little kid. One night After I had fallen, I didn't look up. I look to my side instead, to see the train vanish. I told myself while dreaming that I had to have been dreaming. About a week later my dream came true. My father's car stalled on the tracks. My mother unbuckled her belt and took my brother out of the car. I climed out on my own. The crossing rails and lights began to trun on. I took two steps away from the car, that's when I got my foot stuck between the cement and the rail. It wouldn't budge.After trying to get my foot loose I fell to my hands and knees. I remembered my last dream, (I thought I was dreaming), and instead of looking up I look to my side........ There was no train. I told my mother and father not to worry and that the dream made the train go away. My father picked me up and carried me off the tracks. Sometimes our worsts nightmares are our only key to the days to come. I have been recently been haveing a dream..... I am in this dark place, and there are three odd shaped pools in front of me. I look over the edge of the square shaped one everytime, to find myself at the bottem of it, not breathing. In fear I take a step back. A voice tells me to choose my fate. I always choose the square shaped pool. Then I find myself at the bottem of the pool. I open my eyes, and struggle. When I finally give up I take a deep breath in. I realize that I am breathing under water. Then I tell myself I am dreaming again, and Of course I wake up. How it changed my life:Every time Igo to sleep I remember that I will probably have a colorful dream, and that it's just a dream. Although Ilisten to the message it tells, If you watch your dreams carefully you'll probably find that Your dejavoo is really an after shock of a dream.
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