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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This was a dream of feelings. Being surrounded by them and those that emitted them. I knew those in the dream, but could not actually see them. I felt admired or loved or I don’t even really know what it was. All I know is that when I woke up I was sad it was not real. Like those feelings just rushed away as I left the dream.

Gray and blue was the water. Ther was a stone pier that seemed to be floating upon it. Another branch of the pier was a combination of stone and wood, also floating upon it. There was a small crowd of about 5-6 people on the wooden part. An older man in robes was standing on the stone portion next to a small pillar that shot up where the two piers intersected. He was reading off some declaration. The other crown did not seem too phased by what he was saying but he was condeming them to the sea. I watched from behind and the front. I was also one of the crowd members, a girl. All were in grayish robes. Stormy colors. The sea was calm as the wooden pier began to break and the crowd fell in. The girl tried to keep on top of the wooden beams but they keps rotating and she fell in. There was a slight hint of fear but mainly sadness.