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So I had a weird dream about my boyfriend . There was a hallway that seemed like it went on forever and I felt this sense of urgency. I was running down the hall checking every single door. Panic was setting in. I went up to the next floor then the next one and again until I was on something like 37. I remember thinking "it's above me!" So for some odd reason, I went out the window standing on the edge. I even remember thinking "This is a very stupid idea. Also, how can I stop this from happening? Fuck it I'll wing it." Then in the window, I saw her. So what was she? Some kind of octopus girl who sucked the life out of guys. I remember replaying some information in my head about her as I worked on breaking into the plexiglass window. I was getting annoyed because I wasn't getting through the window fast enough. Right as I was getting pissed off, it finally gave in, and just in time. I rushed in between you and the girl and told her I couldn't allow her to do this. She asked if I would consider him a good person and I told her the best. She asked if she could pull my memories of him and I said yes. I also told her that she would have to kill me first and im not easy to kill. She asked why and I told her he was my everything. She looked at him and just disappeared. I woke up. What does it mean?

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.

I was at an athletics meet and this crowd dancing formation thing happens where we are in lines, dancing and moving across the field. Then some lady tells me to tie my hair up and "where are your parents you need to tie that up" and i say no a few times and "what is the reason?". Then I go to my parents in the warmup area and my old friend's mum (I'm seeing the friend soon in real life) is there but she seems to ignore me a bit. I'm debating when to warm up. Suddenly I see a shop, two of my favourite jewellery shops mixed together and go in with mum but the stuff is all really bad and weird and expensive and it seems more like a reject shop. As I walk out I hear the lady speaking Indonesian to some man. When mum meets me outside she bought a baby with star eyes for $90 that the lady convinced her to buy so I express my disapproval of the baby and she returns it. Then I see my old taekwondo friend makayla and these two random girls tell me to follow them and I sit on the bench with them. They tell me this boy likes me and they saw my old coach and asked him about it. Then this police car smashes into the back of the chair, the chair is lifted up but we are all fine.

Dreamt about a lot of bad and fierce people cutting salmons and some other types of fishes into slices. Then they displayed them out on the floor with some formation. Those smells from the fish were so bad and those people want us to eat those fish freshly without cooking. I remembered that my heart was so discomfort, scared, and anxious. I didn't want to eat those fish but it didn't seem that i have a choice to make. Then, it changed to another scene where i was finding my mum's food in the fridge that she has left. I would eat those instead of the fresh fishes. But it doesn't matter how hard i find, i still couldn't find the food in the fridge. But before that scene came in, there was another scene where something happened and we couldn't eat those fishes yet, but have to hide ourselves somewhere. Since it was a while and the fishes where displayed out there with the interaction with the air and so on, some of the fishes turned its colour and it didn't look fresh. The smells of them were stronger and stronger as well.

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