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My dream started out with me seeing a white truck. I was with my brother and cousin. I heard gunshots and saw the people running and going to the ground. I tried to protect my brother and my cousin. The car was leaving and then it stopped. The car reversed and the people started shooting where we was at. After it was over, I check to see if my brother and cousin was okay. They was but I had bullet wounds in my stomach. We went to a payphone to call our parents. After that, we was in another place. I saw my sister and realized my brother was missing. We found him with his father and a whole bunch of my family members. I started telling my family what happened. My stepfather was looking at me like I was lying. We all was coming out this place then my sister & I spotted this car with one man in it we both started running up some steps into my moms car. My mom, cousin and the rest of my family was fascinated by that car. A white truck came towards the other car. My brother saw my sister and I so he got in car with us. My family was outside of their cars talking and cheering the other two cars. I saw the license plate ofothe white carthetthe w

I moved into a new big apartment with my brother, my nephew and my baby niece who is not real but she was about two years old in the dream and had long braids. I decided which rooms the two kids would stay in on the first floor of the house. Outside on the terrace I met a videographer and asked him what he was working on. He told me he was shooting a documentary about a breakdance crew from Morocco. I got excited and asked him if he knew the boy I like/love. He said he'd heard of him but he was working with another dancer. When the dancer arrived he was a very short dancer I'd never seen before. He showed me a photograph of some graffiti in Morocco with his face on it. There were two other faces, the one on the left was the boy I know's face, it was in purple spray paint. Someone asked me if I knew him. They said they could tell I did because the way my smile lit up, it meant I was in love.

My dream started out with me seeing a white truck. I was with my brother and cousin. I heard gunshots and saw the people running and going to the ground. I tried to protect my brother and my cousin. The car was leaving and then it stopped. The car reversed and the people started shooting where we was at. After it was over, I check to see if my brother and cousin was okay. They was but I had bullet wounds in my stomach. We went to a payphone to call our parents. After that, we was in another place. I saw my sister and realized my brother was missing. We found him with his father and a whole bunch of my family members. I started telling my family what happened. My stepfather was looking at me like I was lying. We all was coming out this place then my sister & I spotted this car with one man in it we both started runningupsome steps into my moms car. My mom, cousin and the rest of my family was fascinated by that car. A white truck came towards the other car. My brother saw my sister and I so he got in car with us. My family was outside of their cars talking and cheering the other two cars. I saw the licenseplate

I was with my mom, dad, and my fiance. We discovered that my mom had been killing people. My mom couldn't stop. She would torture them and give them pills. My fiance and I didn't support the killings, but did not immediately try to stop her. We then saw a guy lying on the floor outside of my mom's house as we were leaving my parent's house with my mom and dad. The guy was unconcious and my mom dragged him back into the house and hid his body. He was not dead yet. My fiance and I went back into the house to try to figure out something to do, but left they guy laying there to die. We got in the car and my mom was driving, my dad was in the passenger seat. My fiance and I were in the back of the car and I tried to confront my mom, but she became defensive and angry. My dad did not seem concerned about her killing people and did not respond. My mom reached back and grabbed my hand and was attempting to hurt me. I grabbed her back to try to get her to let go. We both became very angry. I was mad because she was doing something so awful.

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