One mourning of the day I was very ill, I was dreaming of a bull race, the first time that the bull had past, i had felt only a tiny rumble. I had got a little scared, but as the second time around, the rumble got bigger and I fell out of my bed. I was so horrified that I went right into my parents bed, while they were gone, and tried to watch t.v. and go to sleep. I would later find out that it was an earth quake that had struck, but the dream went hand and hand with the earth quake, and so for a moment, I had thought that I was crazy
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