This the view you have when I told my parents a tornado was coming. The apartment block behind the yellow tree, there was the tornado coming from and torn of that roof and it was flying towards us. This is in Hasselt where I used to live.
When I woke up this morning, wow, I was saying, what a dream. I also had a lot of visions, but they are too hard to describe.
In my dream I was back in Belgium, in Hasselt. I just went for a walk with my parents. Back in the apartment I see that the ceiling is higher and has now a square dome on top of it, with windows.
The scene changes and I am standing in my bedroom looking out of the window. (we have windows that goes down to the floor) and suddenly I hear a loudly boom. Here I could…
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