... the other dream was that i had something like a sharp pocket knife, someone threw it in my arm, right below my shoulder, but it was a double pocket knife, like it was long and the blade bent in the middle, so it cut my arm both in the front and in the back, you cannot imagine the pain i thought i felt, with all the blood and everything, trying to stop the blood from pouring, i was pressing against it and felt like screaming, but then i woke up, and i remember staring at my arm right below my shoulder holding it as if it was cut, and it wasn’t, i couldn’t believe that it was ok, i was so happy i didn’t have the cut, the dream was so realistic…