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I was in a school gymnasium. shiny floors of the basketball court... red and white line markers on the floor of the court. i am standing in the middle of the gymnasium, the bleachers are full of people. I can see them, notice their clothes and feel that I know who they are... however, I cannot see any of their faces. They have blank faces. Like skin pulled down over them or something. No features, just flat skin colored faces.They do have their hair, I believe... though none stood out that I recall. In front of me is a man in all black. pants, long sleeves, and a black ski mask. He has a knife... a jagged edge knife like a hunting knife or something. He is repeatedly stabbing my mother who is hunched over and dressed in some sort of dress or long skirt and long sleeves. I cannot see my mothers face but I knew it was her. I start screaming and trying to run towards them but cannot move. All of a sudden, an old friend from school 3-12th grade friend, Cory was beside me with his arm around me as though he were comforting me. His face was the only one I could see in the whole nightmare. All of a sudden, my mother drops to the floor and lots of blood. The man swings his head up and looks at me straight in the eyes. I can see his medium brown almond shaped eyes. the skin around them was of a light brown color. He lunged towards me to come after me and I was able to turn and run - this is where I woke up. When I woke up, I was hysterical and as if in another world. one that I couldnt get out of. My roommates say I satt in the closet for three days. Rocking and crying and talking about my mother being dead and that he was coming for me. All I remember is that anytime I would close my eyes, it would continue so I didnt want to go to sleep. The next thing I know, or realize, or came to... so to speak... I was standing in the kitchen cooking macaroni on the stove and my friend was standing there looking at me and asking what I was doing. I dont remember coming out of this state at all. If three people hadnt told me and were all very serious about the fact that I had been in the closet freaking out for three days and nobody could calm me down or get me out of that place or state I was in.... I wouldnt believe it. I didnt think I had been there for three days, nor did I remember a lot of what they said I was doing... All I know is what I felt and what seemed so real to me to this day. I usually dont remember details like these from my dreams/nightmares... this one didnt feel like a dream... it felt like reality. people continue to tell me it was only a dream, but all I can say is that I have never had a dream feel like this or put me into such a scary and helpless place. I never EVER want to go there again. This was when I was 18yrs old. Since, my mother has passed from alcoholism when I was 33.I am 40 now.

The dream starts out in a little farm house. It’s in the middle of nowhere. In the living room, we are having a service. The lady who is singing looks like Tessa Greene. She goes into the bathroom for a few minutes, and when she comes out, she doesn’t sing for anyone except the man who is over this retreat center. I thought it was weird. She didn’t look any different, but her actions and everything were different. Taresia Ellis is on the phone with me and says she wants the lady who looks like Sister Greene to sing for her service. I said, “You’ll have to call her to be sure she’s available.” Taresia keeps saying she wants her to sing, and I keep saying she would have to call her to be sure she’s available. I can see Sister Greene at this point, and she doesn’t look like herself. We go outside, and it’s a beautiful day. It’s sunny and warm but not too hot. There is a tree in the side yard. It is a mature tree, so it has some nice shade to it. All of a sudden I see something flying over the house. It’s shooting out arrows. They are shaped like two triangles one inside the other. They are sharp arrows meant to kill. They are after me. I ran on the other side of the tree away from the house. I lay down on the ground in a prostrate position in order to try to fool the drones in to thinking I’m dead. They put down these arrows all in front of me. they almost hit my left hand, but I moved it to quickly. I realized they would know I was alive at that point. I got up and started to run. I went toward the tree, and I saw one coming down from the sky. I was able to step back, so it didn’t hit me. I was thankful the Lord let me see it before it hurt me. I asked the Lord to continue to let me see these things, so they don’t hurt me. I was not afraid, but I was concerned. I went up to the man and asked him, “Why are you trying to kill me?” he just smiled. He was an older man of average build, and he had white hair. I never got an answer from him. I walked away, but I was able to see another arrow come down almost in front of me, so I was able to step back before it hit me.

Two of my dogs had died. one of my dogs was bleeding under her poor and it wouldn't stop bleeding, she was going to die. I tried to stop the bleeding of my dogs paw to stop her from dying but it didn't work. I was sitting at my window feeling guilty for the death of my dogs, regretting doing something. also my dad was disappointed in me but I don't know why because I didn't do it, I don't think I did it. suddenly a women comes over and she kind of looks like an older version of me but wearing designer clothes and being all pretty. I don't even know this lady I have never seen her before in my life, she starts bragging about a designer purse she has. then I just went crazy, I had turned into a psychopath and then picked up a garden fork screaming ready to stab her, weirdly she did the exacted same thing, she went to go stab me but I got her first. I wasn't me anymore

I was in the kitchen with people I guess I knew very well but did not recognize any of them There was an older woman with short hair and she was not upset or sad or anything but just said she was done. I did not recognize her but she knew me. She knew I was behind her. I pick up a knife and I tried to stab her in her lower back. The knife bent like it was made of rubber, the girl standing in front of her stabbed her and then I did and I felt the knife go in. She looked at me and she was aware of it but not upset and she really was not bleeding at all. Then she looked at her right thumb and kept staring at it. Both of her thumbs became tubes and branches and leaves started to sprout out from her thumbs on both sides. I left the room. When I went back in there, one of the guys was sitting on the floor and there were many small trees in pots on the floor, they were beautiful and colorful and we put them outside. All of the plants became one big beautiful tree, prettier than anything I ever saw.

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