Reviews and comments of Caucasian rug that is very helpful

April 1st, 2010 | Author: Antique

The day that Caucasian rug arrived I opened it immediately and was really impressed on its solid packaging and how it was really in perfect condition.
My experience was really wonderful and I hope this will help you in your buying decision.

Anyone want to take a stab at interpreting my dream?
Sorry this will be long.Okay so it was very vivid- like I can remember every little thing in great detail. That's probably why it's weirding me out.First of all we were at some kind of graduation for my sister at an indoor type theater. Here's the setting- It was one of those theaters whose bleachers and seats were oriented like this: \__/ around the stage. The seats were like a baseball stadium type seats and the walls were made of glass held together by medal. There were two entrances, one from outside where it had a lot of trees along a concrete path, and one that led into an office type building with rugs and columns, like a fifteen food wide hall way that led at a slight slant down but I never went very far in it. Anyway while we were waiting for it to start I went to see my sister who was sitting with the other graduating people, I knew most of them but they were not people who graduated with her. Anyway they all got up to leave in this cart because it was going to start soon and while we were outside I all of a sudden realized "Oh wait, I'm supposed to be inside." So I hopped off the cart and began to walk back.Standing across from the outside entrance was a man. He was Caucasian, 30-35... maybe late thirties. He had longish hair, just past his shoulders pulled in a messy frizzy ponytail and brown eyes. He wore old greesy looking jeans and a dark gray or faded black short sleeve shirt and he was holding a black pistol. Anyway he looked at me and said, "Get into the theater." I smiled and said okay, Caucasian rug acting like I didn't see he was holding a gun.So I got inside and told security there was a man with a gun outside. I found my mom who was looking around and I told her to sit down (we were way towards the other entrance, like past it. the entrances were at each bend in the bleachers). Something came over the radio to remain calm, don't panic, but we were entering lock down.So the guy bursted in, scooped up a little girl (3ish), and a little boy (5ish) and made a break for the entrance where my family was sitting. Security stopped him, took his ammo (left him the gun) and got the two kids out. At this point he looked at me and said "Did they really think I was stupid enough not to bring extra ammo? Hold out your hand." So I held out my hands and he put the bullets in my hand picking them up one by one and loading his gun. (which was aimed at me). Anyway one weird thing is that at this point, the bullets were smoking in my hands. I looked him in the eyes and said "Can I ask you a question? What are you trying to gain out of this?" and he said, "I'm just trying to see my kids." So I asked him "Why don't you get a court order to get shared custody?" and he said "I promised them I would get full custody, they deserve that." Anyway that's all that was said. For some reason I wasn't nervous or anything, but my parents were freaking out. At this point someone mumbled "While you won't get that now." So he shot at him (and missed). So we all kind of ducked down low and out of his way. Someones phone starting to ring so he demanded that we turn all our phones off, which I did after texting my boyfriend telling him that I love him (who in my dream I knew was stationed in Korea). I remember thinking "great we're all going to die, and he'll be asleep and miss the tension part of it," which wasn't a sarcastic thought. Like at least he wouldn't be worried while we were all like being kept hostage.So he went to go find his kids- so to evacuate us they made us go to the nearest exit (which was dumb since we knew where he went). So we were walking in that hole and he came back saying like "get back in there." So we turned and walked back while he was shooting at the air to hurry us along. So when we got back half the people were gone, including all security. Nice, huh?He got really angry because someone said how stupid this all was and how they would be late for work or something and he shot at like 4 or 5 people. One in the leg, one in like the arm, me in the torso (which hurt like hell while I was asleep) and missed the other people. Anyway so I was trying to help the other two people who were shot and he realized what he did and was going to kill himself but was out of bullets so they arrested him. I was helping the other people in my dream when I like fell asleep or died in my dream then woke up. Sorry this was long.Oh my sister is out of schooling, and I'm in college.It was weird how comfortable I was with the gunman and how I almost felt bad for him. Oh and in my dream I'd just found out I was pregnant and hadn't told my boyfriend. (unplanned, not ideal, but I was excited- that's why I went to talk to my sister).
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