Dreams or Nightmares
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"I would like to show my respect and acknowledge the Traditional Custodians of the Land, of Elders past and present, on which this meeting takes place." - Eyvonne G.Sturgeon-Walsh
Dreams or Nightmares is a true-based backstory about the dreaming precognition from a then 15-year-old aboriginal girl by the name of Eyvonne...Yes, it's the author only sharing her side of a story that would probably baffle scientists around the world. The people mentioned here are deceased so please be aware of this... thank you <3
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I've never had a dad. My mom was shot dead in front of me when I was five. You probably guessed I'm not a very typical teenager. My nightmares are so nasty I wake up more tired than when I go to bed. I thought my life was going to stay the dull ache that it had always been, until I found out the nightmares could be controlled. And *used*. This is the story of me turning it all around.
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