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Crazy, crazy dream. ~ there were people breaking in, but it was not my home, it was a place of worship and they were coming into the offices. They wanted books, Bibles, they seemed to be looking for something they did not have. They seemed to be Christians, but something was wrong about them. Their Faith was weak and they seemed fake. (remember its a dream). They got violent when told to wait and it would be shown to them, they need not look for an answer. They started tearing the up building, looting and screaming. I stood up on a desk and my voice got really soft and deep. (I was prophesying) I told them, children why are you so afraid? Stand in the Faith you once had. Stop seeking answers that God has already given you ONCE. He does not need to speak it again, STAND IN YOUR FAITH! Many of them walked away. Those of us left, began to cry and then a waive of praise swept over us! A dream...so real.

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It's all black and white, everything. A stone sidewalk, with older cars buzzing through the streets. I look down to see polkadot fabric, and touch my hair to feel a neat up do adorning the back of my head. I'm walking down the stone sidewalk as I study the crumbling buildings around me. Suddenly I stumble upon a crowd gathered in the street. My eyes connect with a man across the way. Everything is black and white, except the mans red badge around his military jackets left arm, and his crimson red hat. He smiles and comes towards me. He begins to speak, but I can never quite catch what he's saying. His lips don't match any English words, and no matter how much I concentrate I can't quite make out the robotic, hushed English that fills my head. He suddenly grows flustered with me and storms off away and that's when I wake up, feeling depressed for weeks.

My grandma was standing in my house. It was daytime. She was standing in the hallway and the hallway was a little off to the side than normal. My grandma looked displeased to be there. I saw her and started crying. I held her hand and she took her hand away from mine. She started to walk away from me as I continued to cry. I cried for her not to go. She did not speak to me. And she continued to have a displeased look on her face. She didn't look back at me. She disappeared into the hallway without looking back. The whole time she was there she didn't say anything and she was holding her purse. *

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