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I was at my grandmothers house but it was resided by my friend. there was a small get together there. i saw a few people i havent seen i quite a while. i left got in a small 4 dr car that i was driving. i crossed over a road there were 2 cars ahead of me one that turned right. it was night time out very very dark. the road curved and went to one lane crossing over a lake. i missed the curve and drove into the lake. as i was submerging intio black water i struggled to get out.

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I dreamed about walking on a beach near Dubai. I could see all the buildings and knew I was in the UAE. I was on a boardwalk Ali g the beach and then walking on the beach. I wanted to kayak to the city center of Dubai while othe people wanted to kayak up a stream near the ocean. At one point I was taking pictures in my dream. I took pictures of lots of things through a window but had a hard time getting a good shot of the building on an island in Dubai. Eventually we had to go home. For some strange reason I was told that someone needed one of my teeth. Luckily I dreamt next of being in a house on a hill in the pouring rain. Later I was driving and had to race through a train crossing only to stop at the next one.

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On the first day, I'm walking along narrow path and I come to pass a Mosque where an Imam startles me. He intercepts me, placing his hand on my left shoulder. He impales my shoulder joint with his Tallon and gestures to the Qur'an he is holding. He asks me with hostility: "would you like to hear it in English or Arabic?" To which I answer: "neither" as I free myself from his grip and continue walking briskly. I sense that my audacity has angered him. I look back to gauge my safety and I see the Imam colluding with another person, talking secretly and pointing me out. This other person seems to take instruction and proceeds to follow me. I periodically look back to stay ahead and the person has morphed into the dress of a Catholic priest while having gained some ground on me. I look again and now he is a Presbyterian minister and stalking me like prey. Next glance he is Rabbi and chasing me. Every time I look back the person adorned a different religious attire, many of which were familiar from various Christian denominations I would ordinarily feel comfortable and friendly towards. I manage to stay ahead of the pursuing adversary. The next day I am walking along the same path and approaching the Mosque. I notice that the Mosque looks more like a cathedral and there are no distinguishable features that tell me it is a mosque, however there is no doubt in my mind that it is a Mosque. I become weary that I am nearly at the spot where the Imam cornered me the day earlier, so I look ahead and walk to the edge of the path in hopes to avoid him. Out of nowhere, he intercepts me and impales between my bones with his claw once again. "English or Arabic?" He hisses, as he begins pulling me towards the mosque. "Neither!" I say, as I painfully rip my flesh to get free. Again I briskly walk and am pursued by a shapeshifter. The third and final day I am walking along the narrow path. I have come to expect confrontation as a permanent obstacle. I consider crossing the road to avoid the ordeal, which would be out of my way and slow me down. Then I think to myself "why should I". Why should I make an alteration to my life and routine for such evil? Instead I march fearlessly towards the usual spot. Sure enough, he jumps out hoping to scare me, but I was expecting him. But before he can insert his claw, like a true martyr I offer my shoulder to him with arrogance and willingness to suffer the pain. This robbes him of much satisfaction as latches on. "Which will it be, English or Arabic?" He asks with malice. I look straight into his black eyes and calmly say "of that book I will hear neither, nor any other tongue".

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I am driving a white car. there is a cat and a dog in the car with me that I care for very much. i turn down a road but for some reason i could not take that road, i backed up and drivers back wheel is stuck in mud and spinning. I backed up a little more and now the car is in water and its sinking and filling up. i cannot open the door or window or moon roof. i know i cannot save the animals or myself i know we al are going to die. .what seems to be the next seen I am crossing a bridge w my sister. my car can be seen from there, its still under water. a group of people jogging pass my sister and I a man i do not know asks me about the car.

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I am driving a white car. there is a cat and a dog in the car with me that I care for very much. i turn down a road but for some reason i could not take that road, i backed up and drivers back wheel is stuck in mud and spinning. I backed up a little more and now the car is in water and its sinking and filling up. i cannot open the door or window or moon roof. i know i cannot save the animals or myself.what seems to be the next seen I am crossing a bridge w my sister. my car can be seen from there, its still under water. a group of people jogging pass my sister and I a man i do not know asks me about the car.

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