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I was standing on a road close to "the farm house". I was close to the iron bridge that is over the St. Francis river. It was sunny but as I looked at the sky more closely I seen a tornado coming from the east and a second coming from the west. I ran down the gravel road trying to reach my house. (I do not know why this seemed logical at the time, the bridge would have been better than a basement less house and the fact that both of seemed to be heading toward the house makes it stupid to even consider running there) I reached the drive way so fast. Faster than I thought I would. But the tornado from the east was behind me. My feet took longer and longer to reach the ground with each step I took untill I left it completely behind and was sucked up. I woke up before seeing the inside of it from the feeling of leaving the ground. This is another tornado dream I had but its just a fragment. I was in a house and I heard there was a tornado somewhere. I remember floating in the air away from my body and viewing what they were caqlling a tornado and finding it humorous.