I have had apocolyptic dreams.. when i was young.

One was during that war in the nineties.. think it was the gulf war?(could be wrong- hazy memories)

Anyways in that dream I was standing in my driveway, and I looked up and could see a missle falling. I ran to the neighbors, to tell them, all panicked, and they were not worried. They said they would be safe inside their house. They had a skylight and I looked and the missle was closer. I decided to run home to get my mom and save her. As I ran over a missle landed right in front of me, but it didnt blow up. I tripped, landed on my knees, and threw it over my shoulder??!?! and then my house blew up and mom came out of the mess covered in flour. but was fine.



In another one I am sitting in my childhood home, at my birthday party, and there is a balloon chandeleir above me with a red baloon in the middle. Suddenly the red baloon pops and i look outside, everything is turning to churning mud. I rush out side to try to rescue the cat(the cat? not family, but the cat, - boy thats indicative of the type of childhood i had eh lol) and get swallowed by the mud.