The last two times I've slept have been terrifying.

About ten years ago when my kids were little i had a dream.

I was sitting on a hill with my sons who were young adults, we were watching these huge fireballs come out of the sky and hit earth. We didnt know exactly what they were , it seemed appropriate to call them fireballs cos thats what they looked like.

There was an old tumble down house beside us, we went in and on a dirty old mattress there was a necklace.
End of dream.

two years ago we were evicted from a house and had no where to go on such short notice.
A friend of a friend heard our plight and said he had an old farm house for rent
It is fabulous we moved in straight away and after a short settling in period decided to go and check out the land around the house...it has 450 acres, so we had a fair bit of walking to do.
As we got half way up the hill, there was another house, the original farm house which was full of rot and falling down...this was the house in my dream
I was a little shocked and as I walked around it I also realized that the view from the hill was exactly like that of my dream and my sons were now young men.

I cant go in the old house to see if there is a necklace , cos I am scared the darn thing will fall down on me.

We have been put here.

The last two times I have gone to sleep, I have had the most vivid dreams that I have ever had.


The first one I'm not going into detail of because it's about my father dying, and the thought of this makes me sick to my stomach.


In the second dream that I just had, still have blurry eyes from waking up from it...


I had a dream of being at one of my friend's house and sitting around with him and his family while watching the news. The news was talking about these rain storms that have been occurring over the east coast. (lately here in MA there has been some really intense thunder storms, more powerful than ones I can remember from earlier in my life)

For what ever reason I feel compelled to go outside and have a cigarette. As I walk out side I can sense the crisp fresh air, it's definitely fall in New England. The colors of all the trees around me are millions of shades of orange and yellow and red. The feeling of peace and happiness overwhelmed me. I light up my cigarette and look towards the sky. It's pretty cloudy and it's hard to see the sun itself as it sets, but the clouds are so colorful from the sun set.

All of a sudden I see a small meteor blast through the cloud making a sonic boom as it passes through the cloud. it crashes into the Earth making a small POW as it seemed to be very far away. As quick as it appeared and disappeared there were more meteors. Hundreds... maybe thousands of them.. Crashing to the Earth all around me as if I had a force field of protection surrounding a 10 meter radius around me. I rushed back to my friends house to get their attention, but they were already ahead of me, coming outside to see what was going on.. We stood on his porch watching the destruction in awe.

The next thing I knew I was driving down the road talking to the same friend on the phone. As if it was weeks after the incident. The news refused to cover the story that we told them even though there were thousands of people killed, homes destroyed and we were the only survive rs to speak of.

After this point my dream goes on a totally unrelated tangent that isn't really significant. Basically I just drove around in my car for what felt like ages until I wake up.


Not sure if anyone is actually going to read this, but I had to share it with somebody while the dream was still fresh in my mind. Thanks guys.

Oh wow! that's spectacular! Too bad it's too unsafe to go inside the old farm house, your curiosity must be killing you. Well, if I were you, I know mine would be :P