Posted on: 2012-03-31 by Guest

Last night, well, actually more than a few years ago, I dreamt we were at this huge cave-like pool and my mother was there. She told me to go in this igloo in the water, so I did, but I waited a long time, so I came out and found a huge waterfall falling down a tunnel. Hundreds of people were screaming and falling down. Mom was there. I grabbed her arm and then we started swimming against the current. When we were almost there, I thought Mom could make it, but when I looked back, she was gone. I was so scared I cried. (I was like four)