3117. Nightmare © Bruce Goodman 15 February 2025 |
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Caitronia was busy telling her friend Beryl, of the nightmare she had during the night. We were on one side of the river where we live and wanted to go over to the shops on the other side. There seemed to be some blockage on the bridge. Crowds of people were trying to get onto our side of the river. There were explosions heard. Suddenly a stream of people starting flooding across the bridge. It seemed like the whole city was crossing to our side. The flow of people stopped as suddenly as it started. They were followed by bulldozers and war tanks. People were screaming. Then the bulldozers started pushing everything down; trees and buildings. There were gunshots. It was quite terrifying so we ran quickly back to our house – which thankfully was still standing. I have a vivid picture of a bulldozer pushing over our woodshed. The driver wore a mask. To be honest it was terrifying. I’ve never had a dream as vivid and so frightening. It was like we were being attacked. Beryl interrupted. It wasn’t a nightmare, Caitronia. Look out the window. Back to Index Next Story Previous Story |