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Story tone: I have this dream that is really frequent lately, like i live in a town that is close to a river... the town is a cuban style close to modern but full of palm trees... then there is this night in every two weeks, people is sleeping early and shut all the doors and window tightly. and here is my scene came in... i'm not sure why but i feel like im new in the town but seems i'm living in the town my whole life. then one night everyone is panicking because some weird creature appears and seems creating havoc in the area. then when i realized that i need to escape what i think of is to bring my aunt with me and my nieces. then i realized i have a super power.. that i can float/fly but it's took weak.. like i can just barely above the roof... but still i tried to escape with my aunt and my nieces me trying to carry all of them so we are just floating above the river... then the next segment is we found a town next to the river and the town have a cave.... we do not know the place so what we did is we go to this big cave and we try to rest there and sleep... then we actually try to hide because some people are coming out in the cave-like you know the feeling that they where there because they had a prayer or what.... that's the feeling... and there is a priest.. but one thing caught my attention is there is a boy that looks like the hunchback of Notre-Dame... but a bit skinnier and younger. but the face is almost the same and creepier... btw this is in the middle of the night.... so while im resting.... one of my niece went back to me that she was like stub or sliced in the stomach asking for help.... or saying to leave the place... and one of my niece is missing... thinking that maybe the creepy dude is did something weird to them... and the town is also like the same town i've been to like everyone is shutting their homes. then me and my one niece is trying to escape one boy helped us.. since i have a power to float he said we can stay somewhere high in a one house... like the feeling of a Bird nest.. whit hay and everything... then that's where it ended.... hahahahahah this is kind the most recent dreams i have and it's the same thing for the past weeks.... by the way the drawing is the creature like i saw hahahah like they have skin like texture but slimy.....

I’m in my current GMC blk terrain driving being guided by maps and my husband ( separated) is in the passenger seat. I’m driving in the dark and turn off the highway or main road on this road but it’s impassable under construction. There is heavy machines and the road is dug up. I reverse saying can’t go any further. I see semi truck passing and I couldn’t go back on the main road. As the semi truck was passing I realized the front surfaces ( where the markings/ labels of some of the tires is unraveling. Then I noticed that my back passenger tire is damaged some sort . Next thing noticed that my hisband said something like it’s not safe and next thing I know I’m at the house. Not a familiar house. I’m waiting and seems it’s longer than expected for him to reach. I tried to call him and ask what’s taken so long and became to tell me but I don’t necessarily believe the story. Next thing I noticed there’s a tow truck and he says he’s here on the phone. I go to the front of the house and realized that the spare is on the back passenger tire but the other 3 tires are off and on children sand buckets ( bring colors ) . I’m asking what happened where are the tires. I noticed a white van ( he the dream associate it with being my husbands) . I walk to it and open it and saw the 3 tires and other things it was full of things. I was able to see the top tire and that it was smooth. The van was filled with all kids of stuff . Not familiar with anything in it except the tires. A man fiqure is walking pass as I’m closing the back door and in the dream I called him a thief . This figure had a hoodie and didn’t see its face but we cross path and I thought that I should have locked the van. Woke up

I dreamed about my dead grandmother and being around other family members in my family. One scene we were at her house me and some cousins. We were going out but I got separated from them and they left me. Then I saw some scenes from my dead fathers house. Then I ended up in a kitchen with some men and women I don't know we were cooking. We were all dressed up. All of a sudden one of the men lifted his hamds a yelled He is here what are you waiting for. I started wailing and fell on my knees on a chair trevailing in prayer holding my stomach.

I'm Nigerian and Igbo, I had a dream that all the Igbos in the State I was staying in right now(an igbo State) and, actually everybody, even non Igbos were being told we could no longer stay in our homes for some reason and to pack no more than 4 bags each of all our stuff and to come to a location and drop our luggage in a line, that the government would have them taken to new residence and use it to assign us to them. I think? Or something. And that we were not allowed to hold on to our luggage, that we *had* to put it down on the line, then go take a seat for the large state wide conference being held and listen to what the governor of the state had to say. The tension lay in the fact that throughout the stress of packing with the family I was living with in the dream (my cousins and aunty), entering a vehicle, and driving to the mandated location, I was terrified that this was actually a genocide. I kept on begging my Aunty and cousins to consider that this might be a genocide, or to flee the state and put our luggage in a relatives house in a neighboring state. They did not listen until the last possible moment, when I thought up and suggested the latter, by then we had already reached and dropped our luggage, and a female army soldier had appeared nearby and was watching us, so we had to leave it be. Another thing is on the drive there we would see things that in the logic of the dream, could have pointed to this being a genocide. One being a tree that we passed that may or may not have been a species that "usually" grew due to the circumstances that could be caused by a pogrom in dream logic, eg excess blood in the soil or the smoke of burnt human remains in the atmosphere or something like that. But it was never spoken out loud only suspected, so whether this was true in the dream isn't certain. secondly on 2 occasions I would see hills in the distance just absolutely *covered* in trash, sometimes with small piles of trash burning. And i would suspect whether the trash was actually the belongings and luggage we were submitting to the federal government. This one out of fear for such an outright confirmation was kind of doubted immediately by me. When sitting down for the conference, closest to the stage where the governor was speaking, a Hausa man in this dream, it was at a point where it was kind of up to the mechanics of my brain whether this dream would turn out to be something else or indeed a genocide. And in the dream I was either subconsciously or consciously but partially aware of this fact, it was why the 3 instances of evidence for genocide were being doubted with hope in the first place. So every word the governor would say had me on the edge of my seat hoping my dream would come in and provide a different explanation, soon a different scenario. One of the bases of my hope being the blatantly lower class Hausa people also standing around in the crowd because they live in the state too so had also been forced to leave their homes. Because in real life such drastic antagonistic action would never be taken with their own tribe in the direct crossfire. Either the Hausas in the government favoured their population, or betrayed them class-wise in a way that could be spun as justifiable. Anyways it was during this speech that I woke up. My heart was pounding so hard I expected it to be painful and causing some other physical reaction (the same way stomach aches are accompanied by nausea and a need to defecate). It got under control though, and I immediately started typing this.

The first thing I remember from this dream is that the setting was just super bland. There was light, but I could not tell where it was coming from. Ash (the boy that I think is cute) and I were talking and I asked him to give me a piggyback ride, but before he gave me one I told him that I would be too heavy for him. He said no I wouldn't and told me to get on, so I did. We just walked around. I cannot remember where we were or anything, it was just blank. After walking around we ended up in a mansion house. I could hear Liz and Jamie Moore (we went to school with her in Salina) talking, but I never saw them. Ash was laying on the bed on his stomach watching tv and told me to come over and lay with him. So I laid directly on his back and I told him “I am crushing you aren't I?” So I started getting up and he grabbed my arm and pulled back on his back.

I dreamt my husband was gardening in the garden. I went out to join him and lay on the grass watching . We were under coconut or palm trees -that family, an there there little seeds, small palm trees that my husband started to plant in a row. Okay on the grass and watched as he meticulously worked. While doing so I noticed all these small snakes around him. He had a machete in his hand and raised it. My eyes were in contact eye to eye with these snakes as I was on the ground. My husband told me to go in the house. I went in the house and started praying. As I was praying I felt something in my pants. It was a snake and it bit me. I took my hand on the outside of my pants and squeezed as hard as I could until I heard the bones crushing pleading the blood.mi ran outside holding it to my husband who took it out of my pants. That’s all I remember.

I walked into what seemed like a restaurant or building, and it was almost as if I was on a movie set because I was being directed in a sense?…the floor was very unstable, like 1x1 tiles, but made out of plastic/glass that wobbled as I walked. Below me I saw a nude woman in darkness, and felt temptation because she was almost welcoming me to look? Not sure where I was headed, but the way I was distracted by this, I felt like I had to cut scene and restart through the entrance. So exiting the door, it was as if I was outside the restaurant, but still within the building. Like a big building with 2 floors. I remember seeing it as like white marble with gold trim, but in the afternoon while the sun is going down. While still within the building, someone else I didn’t know was going to walk into the restaurant, but me and some other men who were there stopped her from going in. I “woke up (not sure if I did),” and I realized how sinful it was to be there! I felt sick to my stomach, and realized I was being tempted by the devil!! I rebuked what I saw, not agreeing to it! Then I went back to sleep. I then dreamed of being at a college/university scene, people all around walking to their destination. I was feeling so down and discouraged walking to my room. As I walked down the stairs, someone I knew (didn’t recognize at the time but could be my new brother in Christ that just prayed for me via text to voice last night) stopped me because he noticed I wasn’t OK. He asked if he could pray for me, and I agreed. As I closed my eyes as he was praying, I felt oil pour over me—specifically my face, even going into my mouth down my chin. I had to swallow some of it. I can still taste the bitterness. After this taste I woke up feeling restored/empowered.

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