Tornados: As I said, this is the first category of my reoccurring dreams. I can’t remember when they started, but they were infrequent for a great while. Freshman year in college, their frequency picked up until I was having 3-4 a week. I had so many tornado dreams that in my dreams, I’d ask myself if there really was a tornado, or if I was dreaming. Of course, I thought it was real that time, and then later I’d wake up and realize it was another dream. Once, the tornados were combined with volcanos. That only happened once. Mostly the dreams were of me seeing tornados on the horizon, or in a car and seeing them near by. Sometimes I’d be at home, and one would come down the street. One in particular that I remember, I was on my front porch with my father, and a tornado was coming down the street. It never really got closer than the intersection, but it kind of hovered there. I remember asking my father if it was real or not, because I have a lot of dreams about tornados. He said it was definitely real. Obviously, it wasn’t. It’s been a long time since I’ve had a tornado dream (now = 10-18-00). I’ve been offered a few explanations. They increased in frequency during Freshman year in college, and it was said that they did because of a tumultuous and stressful time…lots of life changes, moving from home, living with 6 other people, classes, exams etc…It’s plausible since they have died down since then. I’ve also been very interested in them, I watch a lot of those storm shows on Discovery network, and I’ve always, always, wanted to see one in real life. In many of my dreams, I was excited that I was seeing a tornado. I’ve never been scared of it in my dream, since they have never come very close to me.

March 2001 – some sort of tornado dream, there were lots of tornados all around. I was hitting myself in the dream to figure out if it was real or a dream, I slapped myself in the face, and it hurt, so I said, oh this is definitely real life.

April 21, 2001 – Tornado dream. I was walking onto campus along the walkway through the parking lot. On the right side of the walkway instead of cars parked there like usual it was a wall. There were alot of people out walking. The sky got really dark like it was going to storm, then we saw lightning. The sky got really light after that, and I was like um.. ok. Then I realized that the sky got light because all the darkness was sucked into a tornado that was heading our way. Then I questioned whether I was dreaming or not. I decided at first I wasn’t dreaming, I tried to hit myself and see if it hurt, and it did, so I concluded I was awake. Then the tornado was coming closer to us, and it started acting weird, and disintegrating, so I decided I was asleep and it was just a dream.

February 13, 2002 – i was at home…it was my townhouse but it was my real house. i was in my room in the townhouse, but it was really big, and i had lots of desk surface space. it was really almost completely empty, so i wanted to put a coffee maker on it. it must have been really windy or stormy or something, because i looked out the window and the view was of the view from my real house, not at school. and there was a huge tornado off in the distance. so i freaked out, and went to tell danielle there was a tornado and we should go in the basement. then i ran downstairs to tell my mom about the tornado, but she wasn’t home, it was my neighbor jenny. she was watching tv in my living room. so i was like, look outside and tell me if there is a tornado because maybe i’m dreaming. she looked outside and saw it, so i wasn’t dreaming, but she didn’t appear to care at all that there was a tornado coming and we should go in the basement. so i looked outside again and there were at least 5 other smaller ones touching down. so i was like, well screw you guys i’m going in the basement. so i went downstairs, and somehow i had unknowingly dragged my mattress down off my bed into the basement, i guess so i could go back to sleep. it was all deformed though. so then i was looking out the window, which apparently my basement had windows, and Ziggy was out in the back yard, and there was a tornado coming right towards my house. it was weakening, so much so that it was see through…as in it wasnt full of the dirt and dust which makes a tornado visible. there were some dead leaves swirling around in it, that’s how we could still see it. leaves and branches were getting sucked into it, etc, and then it went right where Ziggy was, and sucked Ziggy up into it. She had her front legs up, almost as if she was worshiping it, when it sucked her up. So i was like, no Ziggy no, get out of the tornado. And then Ziggy seemed scared, and was trying to grab on to the flying branches, and eventually grabbed onto one that was attached to the tree, so she didn’t get blown away. then a bat came flying towards my house, but when it got close enough to the house, it was a dog.