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Dreams on the floor

I was in a car that had empty windows with the priest and deacons from my church, all of which are my cousins or uncles. I was in my elementary school's parking lot and the only other car was a green, leopard-print Chevy 98 model. It appeared to be old and trashed. I was sitting on the floor when I saw 3 masked men step out of the car. They all had the creepy smile masks and either a desert eagle, a 1998 S&W revolver, or a M1911(it was hard to tell). I looked foreword through where the windshield should have been and saw one of the people raising a pistol into the air and pointing it at my head, I heard what sounded like a single piece of popcorn popping and everything went black.

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2 nights prior to having the dream, I asked God to show me my angel. My dream was: I was an adult in a house dressed in a pink housecoat(very thin robe) and my hair was in plaits. Some intruders (3 or 4 young adult males) came into the house and murdered my family in front of me. All of a sudden I saw a tall man walking towards my house. I was watching him approach the house from a window. The intruders were still in the house. I thought to myself, "Oh no, please don't come to visit today, I have murderers in my house. The man was tall and black and holding a little girl's hand. The little girl had on a pink dress and her hair was in plaits.(like I looked but only as a little girl) The man entered the house and the intruders cut his throat with a large knife and he dropped to the floor in front of me. They never tried to hurt me though. I did not see the little girl at this point. As I lay on the floor sobbing because of the slaughter that had happened in front of me, I decided to turn over a body that was next to me. As soon as I touched the body, the person stood up. I touched another person to see who it was and they also stood up as if nothing had happened, as did everyone in the room who had been killed. Then I walked over to a closet, opened the door, and slid back a hidden panel inside the closet and there was the tall black man standing with an impression that was halfway between a smile and a pleasant look. The little girl was not with him. He just stood there looking at me like nothing had happened. The feeling I got was that what was done...had somehow been "undone". NOt that it did not happen, just that it had been undone.

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