It is really hard to tell if these were 2 totally different dreams. They kind of melded at the shifting point. Like a scene shift.

Dead or injured children were everywhere. The firefighters and paramedics were trying to get into the elementary school that was targeted by some enemy. It blew the school to bits, shook the ground, made the walls crumble. Dust was everywhere. I felt as if I was watching a TV crew film the rescue attempts and the death. One kid looked really thin as if whatever weapon caused skin to shrivel. He reached up and coughed then the firefighter worked on getting him out there. The school was called Tanner Hill Elementary School.
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Hanging out at a bookstore with friends. I am being silly and making them laugh with my little antics. I finally find a book I want to buy. The cover has dragons on it with a greenish gold border. I go to pay and the girls keep cutting in front of me like I do not exist. My friends n I gather at the entrance to the bookstore, it is the only functioning building just on the outskirts of the destroyed city. We start off to explore it.

Dreamed of old books I had. Some with old yellow pages and well worn covers. Books from when I was little to maybe 12ish. All types all kinds. mostly fables, fantasy stories etc.