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Another dream that touched on the same kinda theme that recurred alot
was I would again be in my house and hear a deep scary noise outside.
I'd look out the window, and a giant, brontosaurus-type monster would
be rampaging along my block. I would go outside and along with other
people in the neighborhood, we would attack this beast, throwing
rocks, shooting arrows, guns, etc, and finally kill the thing. It
would slump down onto the ground and lay there, groaning and dying. I
would go up to it and look into its big sad eyes and feel horribly
guilty. I'd hug its giant head and cry really hard.