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When I was about 8 or 9 I had a strange dream involving me riding in a silver van with a bunch of people who spoke Spanish. We were traveling though rolling hills, and towards some huge mountains. All of a sudden, a huge plane came out of nowhere and crashed on the hills. I woke up. The next day, I was watching TV, and I saw a news blurb about a plane that had crashed in the Andes. At that point my mom turned off the TV, and I went to dinner. Now I am 15, and a few weeks ago, I was watching a special about flight 800 and how the crash could have been prevented. The newscaster also talked about some other crashes that had happened the same way 800 could have. One of those crashes that had happened was in the Andes, to a Colombian Jet. I saw the pictures from the wreck, and I remembered the dream. It was exactly what my dream had looked like.


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