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Have had a few dreams of this lately. All of what seems to be of WWIII. In the first dream I was walking down my street with some family towards my house. The area I live in started being bombs by what looked like a place with a France flag on it. I ended up telling everyone to run and get into the basement. One of the bombs hit near me as we all were running and I lost my legs and woke up slightly after that moment.

In the second dream I was driving with my mom and some other family members. We were near Detroit and saw a plan flying overhead. It dropped bombs destroying the Bridge to Canada from Detroit. Killing many people and damaging trade and economy.

In the third dream I was in high school. I saw a thing on the news saying there was another bombing of a bridge. It was just a local road (West road) and the bridge was destroyed. However in this dream it was a much larger road and bridge then it actually is.

Fourth dream. My dream started with my brother Paul and I sitting outside our garage in Grosse Ile. We had a cop pull up in front of us and warn us of some sorta explosion coming. As he said that a huge explosion of fire appeared in the background. It kept going with more and more explosions like a ton of bombs being dropped. I could feel the heat of the fires burning my skin and my hair. I saw the cop and his car flip over and go flying from it. I started praying foe God to sacrifice me. That I wasn't ready to die. After a bit the fire stopped and all I could see was destruction all over. My brother and I were still alive but horribly shaken up. We moved into our house and started searching for answers of what had happened. It didn't seem like a act of war from anyone and yet why else would so many explosions happen. Later in the night I looked outside toward the same area. A tornado started to form and ripped half a tree off and started spinning it. I screamed for everyone in my family at my house to get to the basement, that a tornado was outside forming quick. They all looked at me like I was joking. That's when I said I'd be the last person to not be excited about a storm. We all rushed to the basement and I opened the staircase window going downstairs to help release some of the wind into the house. I then went down into the basement with everyone else. We started flipping channels trying to find a report and every channel had on advertisements. Except for channel 7, which just showed a thunderstorm warning in the bottom left corner.