~This dream I had fairly recently, so I remember most of the details. I had a hard time writing this dream down..~
Leah, Sophia, myself and a few other people I knew ran down the highway, toward the NH and ME state line bridge.
The bridge suddenly dropped into a steep hill and I stopped at the edge of it, too afraid to go down.
Leah laughed and slid down it, making her way easily to the bottom.
If she can do it, so can I. I thought and clung to the paper in my hand.
I took a deep breath, backed up, then jumped down the slope. I slid off it, I don’t know how, because there were railings on the sides, and landed in the cold ocean water.
I held onto the paper tightly as I tried to get to the surface, but my arms and legs did nothing to keep me afloat.
I saw someone (she kind of looked like my grandmother, except with blackish brown hair. Now that I look back on it, I think it was Violet, one of spirit guides,) dive off the dock and swim toward me. My vision darkened.
I woke (in the dream,) in the back of an ambulance. Two people were sitting beside the stretcher I was in. (Now that I look back on this part as well, I think they were two of my other spirit guides, the twin men).
One of the men tried to put a laughing gas mask over my nose, but I shoved him away.
I was frantically searching around for something, although I have no idea what I was shouting or looking for.