In February 2014, I dreamed there was a chaotic event in the United States. Out of this chaos, thousands of people were being lined up to go into a cement building.
The chaos was somehow controlled. Everything seemed relatively calm, given the sense of emergency, which I sensed throughout the whole dream. Me, my husband and my daughter were led into a room within the cement facility. It was not a completely unpleasant experience. We were given a few toys for my daughter to play with along with various other essential items. After we got comfortable, men in unrecognizable uniforms started negotiated something with us, but we refused to comply. I understood it was so important for us to refuse to comply.
Slowly, over a period of time, different necessities were taken away from us, until eventually we were left with nothing except a cold, gray, empty cell. My daughter was nowhere to be found.
by : Melissa Ledbetter
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