Well guess it's time for one of mine. This one actually made me cry. About 2 months ago I had a dream that me and my dad were living in a very small town on a farm or something where everybody rode bikes and stuff and we were surrounded by woods on our farm house. One evening just as the sun was setting we were just getting home with groceries and were walking up to the back porch to set them down then a alarm started sounding like the one before a tornado or like when a nuke is being dropped and I knew what it meant so I looked at my dad and told him we should go inside and he said it's going to be ok and then out of nowhere I hear a loud boom the ground shook and a bright flash blinded me. I ran inside and my father was still standing outside behind the sliding glass door. I was yelling at him an crying to come in and that I'm not ready for him to die then the shockwave broke the tree line around our property and my dad burst into flames and was slammed into the side of the house from the blast screaming bloody murder. I blacked out from stress or something and when I woke up I returned to the remains of my dad weeping by his crumbled corpse. I know pretty bad right? When I really woke up my mom was serving me breakfast in bed. And I stared at her for a few moments and gave her a hug and just cried.