Understand My Dreams

Dreams mine

I was texting someone from my congregation and she told me that this guy appeared on my profile picture and I need to stop texting him. Then I appeared in this house that was not mine and someone told me that the text messages that I was sending him I was considered a rapist and then they gave me a scripture from the King James version Bible. Then my grandmother and I were riding in her car threw a drive threw. Mist of the people that were in a drive threw I knew.

I was working at a convenience/dollar store like Dollar Tree. Mark came in and began to harass me. He was mad because he wanted Gigi. He would do a sort of cycle: come inside, pester me, leave, return, repeat. Finally fed up I took him by the neck and escorted him to the front of the store. Before I reached the manager I released him and pretended I never touched him. I explained to the manager what happened, leaving out the part about my assault and battery of a customer, and that I wanted to file a report. Without even hearing my story or meeting Mark they seemed to take his side almost immediately. Sad and angry I went back to work. Later on Mark returned. This time he followed me around the store. As I was walking away and trying to ignore him he ran up beside me, swearing. I saw that he had a kitchen knife. I became afraid. He grabbed my arm and I tried to remove the knife. But I was unsuccessful. He inflicted several cuts before I was able to remove the blade from his hand. At that exact moment a cop approached us. Believing I had inflicted the wounds on myself, the cop was going to take me to a psych ward. Terrified, I ran out of the store I was working at and into a large grocery store that was dimly lit and appeared abandoned. I ran until I reached the entrance to a secret strip club in the back; my plan was to run through here and find an exit that led out to a back alley. The two women who headlined in this private grocery store gentleman's club were somehow personal friends of mine. They were middle-aged black women who looked like long time drug users, and one of them I owed money

Dream that i saw many open ackee in a ackee tree and i pick one bag full and put it one side saying that i was going to share it. i went back to the tree and started picking some more ackee to give other persons. after picking i went back to mine bag that i pick first but when i went back someone handed me a box with about half the amount of ackee when i asked what happen to my ackee the man said to me you didnt believe me when i told you i was going to take some?. then i realized he was so excited to see the ackee he cook some and eat it with others.

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