damilee97 · I was walking up a snow hill at night, and when I got to the top of the hill, there was a clown that was chomping my moms left arm with an ax(not enough to cut her arms in half), on the elbow side. She was just laying on the snow facing front, looking at me but I didn't feel any pain or guilt by looking. Behind the clown and my mom, there was a small cottage that had a dim light in it, and the dream always ended like that.
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