My first dream occurred at my grandparents' home. (I spent most of my weekends there as a kid and lived there with my grandpa during my early college years. I have lots of good memories there. I still dream about my grandparents occasionally even though they've been deceased for many years.) In my dream, my sister and I were there at the house alone; we were adults I believe, and this lady broke into the house and was holding my sister and I captive. She wasn't a physical threat, but I had a feeling in my dream that she could be. The funny part of the dream is that she was stealing weird stuff like Christmas ornaments and loose change. The anxious part of the dream was me trying to text or call my grandparents and other relatives and not be caught doing so by the lady. I was able to get through to my family, although I got frustrated at them because they didn't know the urgency of my call and they tried to talk casually with me until I was able to talk over them and tell them to not come home because they would be in danger if they did. I think they called the police for me and I knew things would work out, but that was pretty much the end of that dream.
The next dream was much scarier. I was back at Temple Square in Salt Lake City as a missionary. The Nazis had come to Temple Square and were killing all of the sister missionaries. I tried to hide in one of the visitor centers but all of the hiding spots were really lame. For example, I hid underneath a bed. Then a Nazi woman came and I think she shot me in the head. Then the dream started over, but in my mind I knew I had just died but somehow got to live again and hide again. Just like before, the hiding spots available were lame. This time I hid behind a floor-length curtain, and again I was shot. This time I was shot by a general and shot in the neck. The dream repeated itself a few times, and I died at least 3 times.
At one point I actually yelled "No!" in a scared voice and woke up Sam. Needless to say, it was not by best night's sleep.
You may be asking yourself, "Did she watch something scary before bed?" Yes, but only if you count watching Sam playing the Final Fantasy video game scary :)
Oh, well. I made up for the scary dreams by having an awesome dream last night. I dreamed that I was pregnant and went into labor. I had a quick labor (less then 2 hours) and had a beautiful girl with lots of dark hair and pretty dark eyes. She was perfect! She had such a sweet face, rosy pink skin, cute little toes, and somehow I knew she was sweet and intelligent. And I named her Isabel Sophie. An added bonus to the dream is that I left the hospital that same day, felt great, and even got to fit right into the jeans that I currently fit into :)
