I was in a store, it looked like a supermarket called Zagara’s and it was located in a plaza across the street from a local mall where a Petco used to be. Anyways we(I don’t quite remember who) had just walked out and I saw a bomber plane flying across the sky, you know the ones that carry the nukes. I do remember that it was dark out. It looked like it was around 7pm because it wasn’t super black in the sky, but it was really cloudy so it made it seem darker than it was. The only reason why I could tell, it wasn’t really late was because when I looked at the bomber it was as if it was flying across the clouds opening them to the sky. I think I told the people that were with me to look when I saw the plane, but I’m not quite sure. That part is still a bit fuzzy to me. I do know that just seeing that plane flying in the sky made me a bit nervous because there had to be a reason why it was there.

I then looked to my left towards the parking lot where a Daves supermarket is located and an alien aircraft lowered down to where we were. The aircraft looked like something from that Skyline movie which was horrific. In total horror I was trying to run back inside the store, but the door wouldn’t open. I mean it opened but it was like so heavy I couldn’t get it to open far enough to go back inside. I then heard a weird sound and seen a blue ray of light. My back was turned towards the ship so I could only see the light as it hit the people that were with me and the surrounding area. It wasn’t as bright as the Skyline lights though. The sound was very heavy and it made my ears muffle. Like I was underwater or that everything was going in slow motion. Then my body felt heavy and began to pull towards the ship. I tried to grab the door to stop it, but I kept pulling towards the ship. It was as if I lost complete control. I then woke up. For a minute there I was wondering if I was really awake and still dreaming. Like my life was an illusion or something and I really got abducted.

I was pretty disturbed when I woke up. The first thing I wanted to do was see my children. They were in the front room watching Veggie Tales. That dream was so disturbing that I am just so thankful that it was just a dream. I would never want to be separated from my children. I will never eat chili and sleep on it again…

This dream is usually a different scenario, but it always carries the same characteristics: the moon turning black and the great Tribulation period beginning. The dream started with me being chased by a demon possessed man whom was trying to stab me with an icepick. I ran outside and down the street and it was raining profusely. The rain was actually pouring from the sky like a pitcher and the city was being flooded. As I ran I finally got to my Mom’s house where the boys were. My mom gave them to me and my husband whom appeared suddenly, but we had no car and there was no way we could get to high ground with three children and no car. I told my Mom that we needed one of their vehicles (they have 3 cars). She refused. I told her that if she never hears from us again it will be because we drowned in the water since she couldn’t help us. She then gave us her car. I buckled the boys in and my husband got in the drivers seat. I told him to move over to the passengers side because 1 he can’t drive very well, 2 it’s my Mom’s vehicle, and 3 I was the only one that knew where the flooding was the worst from running through it. He acted as if he had an attitude. I didn’t really care much and began to pull out of the driveway as I looked up to the sky to observe the moon which was very huge – like it was very close to the Earth and it was also daylight. I watched as the moon began to turn to darkness as I prayed for God to forgive me for my sins.

I have had recurrent dreams of the moon turning to darkness for as long as I can remember. I’ve also dreamed of airplanes falling from the sky during the time of Armageddon. I don’t know why I keep having these dreams or what the visions really mean. All I can do is pray for God to give me some answers to what it all means.

In other news, in case you are wondering why I’ve been sick for the last few months it’s because I am pregnant. I have concluded that this will be my last child I birth. I want a daughter, but even if I am not blessed with a girl I will not be having any more children. Being pregnant is very tiresome and I have complications with every pregnancy. I bleed every time I’m pregnant and this is the last time I’m going to put myself through this. I’ve already been to the ER twice, 2 days ago was the last time I was there. I am 12 weeks pregnant today. I wanted to wait until I passed that 12 week mark before announcing it because I wanted to be pass the high risk of miscarriage.

After that I tried to thank him and he was mean and arrogant and tried to dog me out. When I got back home my Dad was there and I explained what happened because I was now under the assumption that Jeremy was lying about where he was actually living. I had a feeling that he was now living in Ohio…the dream me wasn’t very bright when it comes to that either…LOL!

The next thing that happened was Jeremy came over again and tried to just take Destin. He just came in and tried to take Destin, but Destin opened my room door and said “Mommy”. When I looked up I saw Jeremy and I quickly got up and confronted him. I told him he wasn’t taking Destin no where unless I was going too. I feared that he wouldn’t bring Destin back to me. Jeremy argued with me and told me he was going to take Destin regardless of what I said. By now I had Destin in my arms and I made Jeremy leave. He then tried to take him again later that day, but I stopped him and we argued. I told him I had a dream about him that was negative and I called him a few names and told him to get out. A little later Jeremy came back with a box of stuff for the boys…I guess. I really don’t know what the stuff was for, but I assumed it was for the boys in my dream. I don’t know why because in my waking life on the rare occasion when he does send stuff it’s usually just for Destin.

My Dream

Human life on planet Earth was close to extinction for a plague had fallen to the earth that killed people everyday. This plague was known as the “Deadly Mist” a mist that would come at anytime during the day or night that consisted of a posionous gas that killed anyone or thing that inhaled it…within the mist also lurked an evil, treacherous being whom lived in this mist and murdered those that he found with his powerful massive hands and his chainsaw. No one could escape the clutches of the Tyrann!

Samara traveled with a group of people whom were able to survive the Mist and the beast for sometime. The group traveled in 5 different vehicles together driving night or day whenever it was safe and hiding from the mist while eluding the Tyrann that traveled in it. One morning the group was traveling through a city when the alarm sounded. This particular alarm was to alert those living in the city that the Deadly Mist was approaching. Samara and her group had to decide whether it would be safer to try to leave the city before the mist arrived or to take refuge. Looking at the amount of fuel that was left and taking into consideration how fast the mist moved as opposed to the speed of their vehicles they decide to stake it out in the city.

The people ran for a building and the group followed. Everyone began shutting the specially designed windows to keep the poisonous Mist from entering the building. Even Samara helped with the windows. The Deadly Mist arrived within minutes and Samara watched in horror as she saw the huge Tyrann approach the building looking for a victim to murder. He ran his chainsaw across the glass and in fear she escaped to another room hoping he wouldn’t see her.

The Tyrann must have smelled her fear and found a way inside the building and into the room where Samara hid. She and another woman hid in the room and Samara watch in horror as the Tyrann viciously beat the other woman in the room with her. He then came after Samara whom tried to get away. He grabbed her and starred her. Samara knew that he was going to slaughter her, but instead he spoke 7 words to her “Your beauty is what has spared you.” He dropped her to the ground and Samara quickly escaped the room coughing and shaking from the encounter she had inhaled abitof the poisonous gas, but not enough to do too much damage. She knew that if she was to ever come face to face with the Tyrann again he’d would surely kill her the next time.

After a few hours the mist cleared and it was close to sun down. Samara got back in her vehicle and drove to her mother’s house to pick up her sons from Jeremy when she was met with an argument about not taking them. Jeremy didn’t care if she took Elijah and Jeremiah, but he was against her taking Destin because Destin was the son he favored the most. She didn’t want to leave Destin with him because the Mist was headed that way but, after a nasty argument that shortened the amount of time she had to leave she was forced to leave him and only take Elijah and Jeremiah. Samara hugged and kissed Destin good-bye hoping Jeremy would protect him and left the city quickly to find another place to take refuge before the Mist hit the city again.

She discovered an abandoned house and decided to take refuge there. Her cat Sapphire made too much noise and she knew that if the Tyrann heard her cats meow he would know where she hid her family so she was forced once again to sacrifice another family member from her life and let Sapphire go outside. Samara worked quickly to prepare the house for the next Mist encounter by covering vents, replacing windows and duck taping cracks to keep any of the posionous Mist from leaking into the house…

It was more weird stuff that happened in my dream but it was like a horror movie up until this part. That haunted house really did a job on my brain..WOW!

Last night was a bad night because Jeremy had the fan on so I was cold and I had to keep pulling the comforter back on me because he kept pulling it off of me and Jeremiah. I then had a crook in my neck and had a nightmare about pit bulls and some man trying to kill me. I was afraid to leave my apartment. I eventually left my apartment and the 2 of the 3 pit bulls attacked me. I ended up climbing up a ledge to get away from the dogs, then kicking the 2 dogs that chased me up the ledge in their face launching them towards the ground to meet their doom. I guess I’m still disturbed from the recent pit bull attack I witnessed.

After work I came home and spoke to my Mom whom told me my grandfather passed away this morning. That really sucks man…

Not only is this devastating, but now I have to go on bereavement to a funeral and pay for expensive plane tickets that I can’t afford. I don’t really think the reality of my grandfather has hit me yet, but maybe it’s because we weren’t as close as most granddaughters are to their grandfathers. I don’t really know yet…only time will tell.

Maybe when this shock sets in…

I hope he went to paradise. I never will wish hell on anyone, but I can only hope. The ultimate decision of where he went is on how he lived his life and his status with God before he left this Earth…it’s too late to pray for him now. I can only hope…

*Sigh*