Hidden Alcove:

Somehow I find myself walking through the green trees and coming upon a slow moving river bed. In the near distance, can see a bridge that connects the two sides of the land. I know I have been here before, not in a long time, although the dream landscape is very known. I think how lovely it is here, peaceful.., tranquil. Rockes are clean and at the sides of the lands, the waters are fresh and very clean as one can even drink of the waters.

I can feel the sun on my back and shoulders, relaxing and melting away tensions. Seeing the sun's reflection off the green leaves of the trees, the sparkles ontop the slow flowing waters. There is movements ahead, people alittle farther, under the bridge or just an illusion?

I walk towards the bridge at the waters edge, see and hear a beautiful, tall, long blonde haired young adult and she is pregnate.

Looking around without saying anything to any of them, there are more young people. They have troubles, and they gather here under this bridge; sharing personal issues concerning there lives. It feels like a support group. The blonde pregnate woman seems of some importance to me. Keep a special close eye on her; and just as we are about to learn more about each other, her blonde Mother shows up bringing with her the parents of the young adults with her. The outdoor nature setting changes, turning into walls of a building, its brown and dustly, there are windows and they are caked with residue and age.

The Mother of this pregnate young woman is upset with her daughter, telling her what to do and how to live her life properly. The young blonde mother to be, is struggling back her tears, holding her emotions back and is feeling lost in her world.

The other parents come and begin to take there children back to lives, planing, reshaping there goals and life, trying to help there children. Some of the parents or guardians(although think it was mostly parents) were trying to expand the drama by talking louder and trying to involve me. I felt like mediating but all that seems to have occured was me observing, although they could see me I did not talk back or really get involved. I was just quiet.

Dream changes,

Now, the sun is shining high above the cloudless sky. I'm around at least three to five people; one of them is a short small man with a black thin mustash and black hair. No more than four feet tall. On a wooden dock structure we are, I am holding him by his feet and twirling him through the air, laughing and occasionally dunking him head first into the waters and then pulling him out, spinning him and laughing. Others are watching from the shore.

I stop dunking him in the water and lay him on the wooden docks(wooden path of the dock); there is a plastic bag over his face and upper body. He stops breathing, I try CPR to revive him but it does not work, he does not breath and his chest has stopped moving. I feel real bad, and I realise my stupid actions had a real bad consequence and I can not unchange what I have done.

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