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I had a dream that my crush came back for summer, to the state I'm living. All of our classmates were gathered in a fancy cabin in some hotel. We were having fun until my crush came in. I felt so awkward that I hid in my room. But of course, since it was a dream, he magically appeared in it. He was serious (which is odd). He was the first one to speak, he said, "Um, I've heard that you have a crush on me, is that truth?" (By this point I could feel my heart pound so hard, and my chest suddenly became hot, not in the dream, of course). I stuttered, which is an odd thing for me to do, and I replied "Um, no, who told you that? I don't have a crush on you..." He still had the serious face, he didn't change the looks at all, and then he said. "You know, I don't like it when people lie to me, especially if they are someone close to me, so are you sure?” And again, I was like. "No, I don't have a crush on you... you're my friend". AND THEN... I woke up.

I was walking with my daughter in the evening toward our house which had lights on and was comfortable looking. I looked up and noticed in the sky was forming clouds in the shape of a mans leg. She thought they were just clouds. I looked up again and saw the clouds had formed a giant man and it was walking through the sky. It touched down on earth and had no skin just muscles, it was a giant glowing blue man. It was angry and beating a thin, familiar man inside my house. I was afraid for my children in the basement. I left my daughter at the tree next to our house, in the dark and rescued my baby sons from the basement. As I ran out the glowing muscular giant sucked the soul out of the mans face over the internet. I ran with my children away from the giant. There were more coming out of the sky. It was early evening and it was raining as my husband drove the car dangerously on a wet road. I was telling him my dream and he fell asleep instantly. He would not wake up and he was too fat and heavy for me to move. I was very afraid the car was going to crash. I was screaming for him to wake up and hitting and shaking him. I was trying to steer the car and pull it over as cars swerved around me.

Dreamed about my boyfriend , had a surprise visit from his ex baby mama unannouced. We were supposed to meet during that day, then he decided to go straight to his place and he got there he could not called me to inform me about his situation, I struggled to get hold of him as his phone was always engaged. The following day at work, my fellow worker mentioned that the baby mama is back in town and everything is well with them. When I called my boyfriend again, I managed to get him and he said he is having a situation at themoment and we cant talk now.

I stood in front of my inlaws. Began digging and looking in my purse that was hanging on my shoulder. I then was walking outside, at night. I began to cross the street, in the middle of the crosswalk a little boy stood there and asked me if I wanted any pictures. I said no and began to look and dig in my purse again. Then I looked up in the night sky and saw the moon, instead of the surface of the moon it looked like an ancient paper map of the world, grid lines in all, with two thin red lines through the middle, I started to look back to my purse, but did a quick double take at what I saw. I then realized it wasn't a dream, but I was in a vision. When I looked at the moon again the second time it was bigger and I then physically began to be taken up. I then woke up.

In my dream I was in my apartment that look like the mall. in my apartment me and my daughter live together, she invited her friends over, while my daughter and her friends chatting I seen a frog on the floor and bugs all over I tried to get my daughter to see what I see but she doesn't see it, she thought I was acting crazy. So she went back to her friends. When I open a door it was full of flies so I slam the door back. I told my daughter again and she didn't believe me. Her friend was getting paranoid of me and my daughter as well. So she left me in the apartment. I beg her not to leave but she did, I try to run after her but I couldn't. Reach her. By the time I turn around I was lost in the mall that are made into apartment. I tried to find my daughter into the crowd but I couldn't reach her. Then I woke up.

It always started with a vibrant color red slowly fading into the background, like a backdrop of evil setting the scene. Around the edges and into the corners of my vision were black shadows, the darkest I had ever seen. I entered from the left, terrified beyond measure, yet determined to get what I came for; my grandparents’ release from Hell, from the bondage of Satan himself. Nana and Papo, my paternal grandparents, would enter from the right, distraught, resigned, yet, a bit hopeful. I ran to them, hugging and kissing them. I can still feel the way my grandfather’s solid middle felt against my skinny, half-grown arms. And then there was Satan. His voice boomed over us like thunder. My heart seized with panic and sank like a rock within me as terror washed over me like an ocean’s wave. For just a moment, the three of us huddled together, Nana, Papo and me. Then, after what felt like an eternity of being frozen in fear but seconds of being comforted by the warmth of their bodies, of their love, my voice found me. I freed myself from the entanglement of their arms and knew I had to do this on my own. I demanded their freedom. I asked that they be able to return with me to my home. While I do not remember the words that roared from the scoffing voice overhead, I remember that my request was denied. Nana and Papo had to stay in Hell. There was no question about it. Then, they turned and exited back from whence they had come, resigned, saddened but willing. I screamed. I screamed their names. I screamed in protest. I screamed because of the injustice. They did not belong there. They knew Jesus. And yet, it had not been enough. In that moment, He had not been enough. That’s when I would awake in a panic, crying, hardly able to breathe. Yet another thing was out of my control. Yet another injustice was being committed and I could do nothing. My voice was not being heard. My stomach was churning as was my heart.

You entered: I was in a nursing home as an old lady and I saw what I think was my husband being taken away so I started crying and they took me up to a different level of the nursing home but when I got back I the elevator I was standing again and some random girl came and hugged me and said mom I'm scared she was crying so I hugged her back but when I got to the top floor she disappeared and I was holding hands with one of the kids in my class and he led me into a room where I saw myself laying on a hospital bed with my parents crying over me and they wouldn't listen when I tried to get their attention so Liam pulled me away and we started running and then a camera man took our photo and the bright light woke me up.

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