I woke up this morning in panic. I had the worst nightmare ever and it seemed so real. It was about someone bombing us with a nuke and it was headed for a town where I was staying. The entire dream was horrible. I was running, had my animals with me because I wouldn't leave them, stealing cars, turned away at a shelter because of my animals. So I slept under a tree and some structure and the city was looting, And lit a pipe bomb right in front of us in the street. The colors were brillant, It was loud and scarry. My poor animals were suffering, shaking. I lost the leash for the dog and had to use yarn. I was trying to get back to my family which was across the us. I had no money, my phone was about dead. I only got updates to where the missle was and how long before it got there. I was lost, I drove down a wrong way on some railroad tracks and then burned in a strange building trying to get out of the way of the tracks. There were all these tenticals comming down with lights that followed you from the celing that burned me. I got robbed when I didn't have anything, then the robber felt bad and came running at me and handed me 350 dollars or so. Then someone else saw him give me the money, waited till I got to the bathroom and tryed to rob me, I said forget you And called 911 right in front of him. And he took off. We finally are at some old mans home who let us stay the night. My animals are exahusted sleeping upstairs and I woke up panicking and still don't feel right, have a headache. Wondering if stress in your sleep can cause it... I couldn't even go upstairs to get dressed without breathing hard, scared... I hate nightmares
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