I still remember a few dreams I had as a child. They're not always the best ones, but...

Once as a kid, I had a dream that a couple tornadoes were wreaking havoc in the city where I used to live, and oddly enough tornadoes don't occur in the American or Mexican Californias. Anyway, I looked out my window-door from my room and could see all the damage that the tornadoes were causing. One of them even took the city's old rodeo arena whole. I could see the building just rolling inside the tornado without it getting torn to pieces.