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I dreamt of my deceased grandmother she was holding my alive Dog she did not say anything to me she just looked at me while carrying my dog. I was sitting in the couch I was smoking some herbs in my house, I suddenly saw the room door opening i thought it was my dog who had woken up my mom, when I was apologizing to my mom thinking my dog had woken her up. As i'm applogizing to "my mom" once I looked up it wasn't her it was my deceased grandmother staring at me while she was holding my dog. My dog has his harness and he was calm with her. My grandmother never met my do we got him three years later after she passed away. My grandmother said nothing I was able to see her so clearly.

"We did look at ourselves," Cutler said. "We looked at certain situations in the games, what we're running, strong and weak, those types of things. But getting everyone healthy, that was probably the biggest key for us." The draft will be televised Jan. 21 on NFL Network. Peacock lauded the stadium as a way to revitalize an area near the Gateway Arch. Right now, the land where the stadium would sit is made up of mostly abandoned industrial buildings and dilapidated parking lots, an eyesore clearly visible from Interstate 70. Acquired from Oakland for next to nothing three years ago, Palmer needed time to learn the intricacies of coach Bruce Arians' offense, but he's got it down now. "What I was thinking about then is: 'I know I was going to make this roster,'" he said. "It made it Disocunt Football Jerseys seem like I wasn't going to make it, but I had a feeling that I was."

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".

I dreamt that early in the morning before it was light took a basket of food to a work colleage for her father (her father is no longer alive I whenever met him) I didnt have to go far so I went in just my nightdress and no.shoes however I couldn't find my way home each time I thought I had found the way there was another dead end . My feet were cold and sore I grew very tired was also.embarrassed as the day went on and there were people.around at one point I ended up in some sort of builders yard and workmen could see me .so I decided to take side streets but I could myself further away from home and exausted

The beginning started in a flash. The time period flashed back to the early ’50s and I was with my friends at a sock hop. Although it wasn’t actually the ‘50s, we were at a school dance and that was the theme. I was dressed in a poodle skirt, sam was in dark wash jeans, a white tee-shirt, and Chuck Taylors. Haley, Mary, and Tom were dressed similarly but in dull colors, while Sam and I were in brighter colors. While we were all dancing and having a good time, when my favorite song came on I ran to Sam and told him he had to dance with me and of course, he said yes. As we were dancing it felt as if time stood still. After that song, the colors in the room got brighter, and the music became more clear. The night continued on in a swirl of enchanted highschool romance as we danced the night away having the time of our lives until we were brutally interrupted. A past boyfriend showed up. He was wearing all black and carrying a gun. After threatening to shoot up the school, Sam tackled him, got the gun away from him and had him pinned to the floor in time for the police to come in and take him away. Mary asked if I was alright, after both of us witnessing the whole thing, as Tom went to Sam to make sure he wasn’t hurt. To complete the night, we went home to my house and told my mom the contents of the night as we drank black coffee, and ate crepes.

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