Some crazy man placed explosives in a random house in my neighborhood, the police couldn't find out which house it was. The police were going door to door trying to figure it out. They knocked on my door asking for my mom's car keys so they could inspect the car to make sure the man didn't place the explosives in there. It took them 10 mins, they did not find any explosives in the car. They didn't figure it out in time, the house across from mine exploded. At some point i went across the street, there was a cat wedged into the door cracking it as if it was pushed with intense force into the door.
2nd dream: 2009 miley cyrus was watching some sort of race?
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Dream Journal #2
General FictionThe second part to my dream journal. Capturing the dreams I have caused by severe anxiety. Trigger warning; some dreams are graphic, traumatic or mature. *none of these are real life scenarios, these are all my real dreams*
