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I'm at the bank talking to the bank teller which happened to be a lady from my job,all these boys from the neighborhood gang are there.I leave my cars being blocked in by one of them that I've met before. I beep he moves.i try to lock my car doors but they wouldnt lock so I speed off and park my car and start riding my bike by this place I know.a car pulls up on the side of another car.shoots the people in the car.gets out of his car walks up to them and shoots then lays a white sheet on the ground and sticks a american flag in it.

Four o'clock comes. Leaving me in dry sweats accompanied by uneasy breathing. I find myself searching the room as if this man were still in my presence. The strong, yet easy echo of his words still ringing in my ears. Disoriented I lay there unwilling to move, welcoming the cool breeze of the fan as it caresses my face. "Come with me, I'll show you the way" I couldn’t see his face, but there was a hint of a smile to his voice. His hand extended towards mine. As I lay sprawled on the floor with no clear memory of how I had gotten there. I was beaten, and I was afraid. Cautiously I looked for him, but still only found his hands - "But, I cant see you." I stated. "You don’t need to, just trust me." He replied. Our hands meet with some confusion, but he draws me towards him with impressive strength. This is where i wake up. My blood rushing from adrenaline, it was comfortable, and dangerous in one. For when gentle sins meet one another, worlds collide. when he starts speaking is where my dream starts, the part I remember anyway. And the last sentence I swear that I heard his same melodic voice whiper it to me after I had already woken. Also, it might help you know that I lucid dream, most of the time unwilling,

My boyfriend leaves to run some errands. A Beautiful Woman walks up to my boyfriend and I's house. She has two water bottles. She smiles and nods. I open the door and she asks if my boyfriend is home. I tell her no. I ask who she is. She says her name. I tell her I am his fiance. She tells me they go out to lunch often and she assumed he was single. I text my boyfriend asking about it and he doesn't reply. I tell her I can see why he would like her since she is much prettier than me. She smiles. Her friend comes up and tells me that girl really likes him and they had no idea my boyfriend was dating me. The beautiful woman then says "I don't know. Maybe he thought I was a different person." It flashes to my boyfriend , the girl and some of his bosses and people he works with. They are playing a game. My boyfriend and the woman are sitting next to each other and are winning the game. They keep high fiving and then i take out a video camera and start videoing them. None of them know I'm there. I watch the video and I see her reach under the table and grab my boyfriend s hand. He looks over at her and smiles and continues playing. I feel sick.

I dreamed that I was in my father's old business. I was walking up the stairs from the basement and was carrying a load of laundry on the stairs. I did not stop to pick up the laundry. I left the laundry on the stairs. As I came up the stairs, my brother tried to push me down the stairs. I did not allow he. I walked through the door into the store. My brother was standing on my right side and he was dressed in black. He yelled at me to get out of his store. I looked to my right and saw my dad's friend who died smiling and was very happy. I saw my mother who died, looking at me with a bitter sweet smile on her face. She was wearing a rose coloured blouse and a black skirt. I saw my dad on the other side of the store. He was happy and whistling and selling a lady something. I looked at my mother and asked her why? I started crying and I woke up.

I am staying at my ex boyfriend s house. I am about to leave and go to his bedroom to say goodbye. he's in bed with his male cousin. The room is dark. They are sleeping. I say goodbye and start to leave. i'm standing in the doorway. He gets up and we walk to a room where there are three (3) sewing machines. His ex girlfriend s are sewing like slaves and they are stressed out. I ask who they are and they each answer me. He's standing by my side. He is very large and strong. His hair is black. He is not smiling. I hear the numbers 8 years, 13 yrs and 15 years. I say I've been with him for 23 years. I am angry and feel betrayed. He tells me the love of his life, the real woman he loves is the girl who said she's been with him 15 years. Not me. I hear explosions going on and I see fire. I run to the fire and pull my daughter out from the fire. He won't let me leave. There are fast cars in the dream. He's driving around me and blocking me from leaving. I'm angry but terrified. I also start crying. I'm holding my daughter Jordan.

I was dreaming that my husband got locked up by the police for stealing his own car. I went to visit him to see how I can help set him free. When I got to the station a lady with blonde hair was sitting there. Claiming to be his friend and that she wants to help him. I did not trusther and felt that she had hidden agendas. So I told her to stay away from him and that he is my husband and that I would help him. When I got to my husband he was standing in a room with the door open. I thought to myself that he could easily just walk out if there because there was no guards to stop him I also felt that she was the person who had him locked up.My husband then told me that they put him in that room to keep him away from the other prisoners and that he wasn't allowed to leave the room. He then contacted his lawyer to help him and the lawyer responded with a numerical coded message wich I unlocked for him. The message said that he can help my husband to proof his inocense but it would cost him R500. We didn't have the money so I told my husband that I would go to another policestation with the proof that he is inocent and have them release him. But if all else fails I would brake him out of prison myself.

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