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Mind I was an ancient vampire and was accompanied by a bunch of other vampires. We were outside in the day. There was a vampire who was infected with a disease that made her a canibal. I was protecting the other vampires from her because I was the only one strong and fast enough. I had the ability to read and control the minds of others. I would catch the bad vampire and lock her up but the cages were bad quality and I knew she would escape. Each of the other vampires had their own personality and potentials and I was also helping the control themselves not to eat the humans around etc. I didn't trust them though I kept a close eye on them because they could attack me and minute. One of them his face kept peeling and cracking and he kept trying to distract me by doing silly and ridiculous things

I just woke up from a nap after having a dream. In the dream, I got into a car with Prophetess Jennifer and some of her team members. My brother was there as well, acting as the equipment manager. ​We suddenly hit traffic, and our car lost control. The brakes failed, and we crashed into the car in front of us, causing a chain reaction. Prophetess Jennifer told us all to get out and run because we didn’t know the extent of the damage or how the other drivers would react. ​We started running, and I stayed with the Prophetess. We had to hide because the people from the other cars were chasing us, and some were even carrying things to use against us. I wasn't sure if they caught my brother because he had stayed behind to pick up the equipment bag. ​Prophetess Jennifer kept running in circles. Then, IBK—or someone who looked just like him—appeared and started chasing us aggressively. Fortunately, we managed to hide in Wanga’s house. We even changed our clothes, and when we went back outside, we blended right in. The men searching for us stopped by Wanga’s house to ask if she’d seen anyone running, but she said no. That was the end of it, and then I woke up—though I’m still not sure if they ever caught my brother.

I'm Nigerian and Igbo, I had a dream that all the Igbos in the State I was staying in right now(an igbo State) and, actually everybody, even non Igbos were being told we could no longer stay in our homes for some reason and to pack no more than 4 bags each of all our stuff and to come to a location and drop our luggage in a line, that the government would have them taken to new residence and use it to assign us to them. I think? Or something. And that we were not allowed to hold on to our luggage, that we *had* to put it down on the line, then go take a seat for the large state wide conference being held and listen to what the governor of the state had to say. The tension lay in the fact that throughout the stress of packing with the family I was living with in the dream (my cousins and aunty), entering a vehicle, and driving to the mandated location, I was terrified that this was actually a genocide. I kept on begging my Aunty and cousins to consider that this might be a genocide, or to flee the state and put our luggage in a relatives house in a neighboring state. They did not listen until the last possible moment, when I thought up and suggested the latter, by then we had already reached and dropped our luggage, and a female army soldier had appeared nearby and was watching us, so we had to leave it be. Another thing is on the drive there we would see things that in the logic of the dream, could have pointed to this being a genocide. One being a tree that we passed that may or may not have been a species that "usually" grew due to the circumstances that could be caused by a pogrom in dream logic, eg excess blood in the soil or the smoke of burnt human remains in the atmosphere or something like that. But it was never spoken out loud only suspected, so whether this was true in the dream isn't certain. secondly on 2 occasions I would see hills in the distance just absolutely *covered* in trash, sometimes with small piles of trash burning. And i would suspect whether the trash was actually the belongings and luggage we were submitting to the federal government. This one out of fear for such an outright confirmation was kind of doubted immediately by me. When sitting down for the conference, closest to the stage where the governor was speaking, a Hausa man in this dream, it was at a point where it was kind of up to the mechanics of my brain whether this dream would turn out to be something else or indeed a genocide. And in the dream I was either subconsciously or consciously but partially aware of this fact, it was why the 3 instances of evidence for genocide were being doubted with hope in the first place. So every word the governor would say had me on the edge of my seat hoping my dream would come in and provide a different explanation, soon a different scenario. One of the bases of my hope being the blatantly lower class Hausa people also standing around in the crowd because they live in the state too so had also been forced to leave their homes. Because in real life such drastic antagonistic action would never be taken with their own tribe in the direct crossfire. Either the Hausas in the government favoured their population, or betrayed them class-wise in a way that could be spun as justifiable. Anyways it was during this speech that I woke up. My heart was pounding so hard I expected it to be painful and causing some other physical reaction (the same way stomach aches are accompanied by nausea and a need to defecate). It got under control though, and I immediately started typing this.

I had a dream it started nout with people wanting to know where I was and it looked like I was in a hallway and people were moving stuff for a large meeting , like chairs and food and things like that. I was helping moving some of the stuff. the next thing I remember is eventually I came to the meeting and I am am sitting at the table and lift my hands and was praising the Lord . then I knew that behind me at the table was a girl that I knew in real life with blonde hair who a long time ago was in a relationship with me and was very controlling and she was trying to get me to marry her and eventually I got free of her by the holy spirit showing me in a dream that I had escaped.Now back to the dream .she was behind me at the table. the meeting seemed to ber about a basketball game that was coming up and the opponent that we had to play against. .but it seemed that the ones giving the meeting was military personnel and they were going over the stats for the players from the other team. and they were saying you guys should be able to easily win this game against these opponents hey should not be a problem. during the meeting this blonde girl is trying to arouse me sexually by rubbing my gentiles and at some point I am walking around the room and she is behind me trying to get my attention.

I’m at home in my bed when I then suddenly get out of the bed walk into my living room and as I’m doing this, everything feels so real my stepson and his oldest brother are occupied in the living room but at the time that it was maybe like 3 AM I’m questioning them. Hey you know you shouldn’t be up it’s time to go to bed as I’m speaking it. I know that it was a distraction because as I’m talking to them my front door knob is twisting When I’m then, realizing everybody that should be inside of my house is already inside of the house the door is locked. There’s an intruder trying to get in. I look out of the people and it’s my sister on my dad side and my dad looking at me and the people but something wasn’t right about them. It was almost like they were cloned so instead of opening the door, I started to bang at the door, which made them step back I immediately ran into my room, grabbed my phone and proceeded to call my dad who was at my door, but when he answered, he was laying in his bed afraid frightened startled. I woke my husband up. I tried to wake him up. He wouldn’t budge and I’m telling him. Hey, my dad is at at home in the bed, but he’s at the door and I’m realizing they are who they say they are so I go to grab my gun the dream transitions over to my husband and I running through a parking garage and while we’re running into this parking garage, there’s a man with his body hanging out the back of a car he’s asking for help, but my husband’s like no we gotta go. We can’t help him during this time. My husband has a lot of blood on his hands. He’s wiping get on his clothes. He’s constantly like wiping it on his clothes as we’re leaving out of this parking garage as we’re leaving. I’m looking down at his hand and split on his clothes and there’s a Bible on the floor. We just walked past it. We never picked it up or anything fast-forward the dream. I’m in the car with my husband, he gets out of the car on the passenger side and leaves the door open. We’re around the entire car there are people like zombies, just walking in circles around the car. Someone was so desperate to get in. They knew that they had no control over their body that they just tilted they would eventually just fall in as one of the ladies fell inside of the car. I pushed her out with discuss as I’m pushing her out loudly. I hear my pastor’s name in my dream and then my husband woke me up.

Subia a un avión muy grande, tipo un boeing 747-400, subi con mis pastores actuales Carlos y Andreia, estabamos sentados en clase economica y el interior era completamente blanco, me veia a mi sentada de una forma diferente: mi asiento con el espaldar contra la lateral del avión. Me asiento, me abrocho el cinturon de seguridad y es en ese momento que la azafata me llama y me lleva adelante en un asiento de en la mitad de primera clase, el asiento lleno de botones de control a ambos lados y en el asiento de al lado una señora que no conosco y ahi me desperte

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