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Last night I had a dream that it was an end of the world situations (I have those almost every night) and there are barbaric men who chase me and my family so we build a shelter in a truck and were constantly driving from city to city just to be chased out by bad guys trying to kill us. I usually can't talk either my words are wrong or it feels like there something blocking my mouth/throat. Also last night my dead grandfather was in my dead (this has never happened) I always wake up panicked and anxious and I'm really curious to know what's going on! It's been months and I can't figure out why I keep having these dreams sometimes when I'm chased its also animals or zombies too.

I was standing outside I a big stucco building with a group of people some them I know some I didn't recognize or see. Then one if the people I know put a gun in my face and I fell to the ground and covered my face and a voice I recognized asked me if I had any last words and the person holding the gun said yes I do and started reciting the Lords Prayer and right when she was about to shoot me my track coach came out of the building and called my name. I got up and ran inside the building where there were other members of the track team. He sat me down and started talking to me about something. Then he opened the door and one of the people in the group outside said they were ready to blow the building up. So my coach told us to hurry up and grab a cup of ice and get outside. So we went outside and poured ice on the ground around the building looking for a bomb. Then I woke up

I went to get a tattoo and, at the last minute, left the tattoo parlour to tell my parents. My brother and mother were across the street, talking to someone in a van. I went to cross the road to get to them, fully aware of the van waiting at a junction fifty or so yards down the street. However, as I was crossing the road, the van suddenly sped up and raced towards me. I stopped in the middle of the road to let it go past, and then continued on to the other side of the street. The driver of the second van stopped his vehicle and turned in the road, came back towards me and then stopped, exiting the van. He came up to me and started yelling and pushing me. I fell and cut my face at one point. My family had disappeared. I ran back across the road to a line of people waiting to use an ATM. Everyone saw me, but only one person stepped forward to help. He ended up being punched in the face by the man attacking me. I left, running away from that street and taking three side roads to evade detection. I woke up breathing hard and with my heart thumping against my chest.

I moved into a house (with the boys and there sister, my step daughter). The house was a one story house with a basement. I was in my bedroom, in bed, when Ramius and his sister walked in my room. My bed high above the floor in at angle... It was like a loft style bedroom, with a vaulted ceiling about 12ft. and I was at the very top. They telepathically told me something was in the house and they needed me. I go with them, walking the hallway from my room toward the rest of the house... The kids and I could sense movement and heard the ghost but could not see it. I commanded in the name of Christ I for the ghosts to show themselves... The ghost grabbed a white shirt I had (It belonged to my ex Grace) to put on showing its silhouette as it went toward a 100 year old rocking chair I have... (i do own it) She sat in it and appeared. I nor the children were afraid. The woman was veiled from her forehead back in white and pink fine linens around her body, a dress... She gave a sense of royalty. She spoke to me/us of things... she informed me the house was haunted, that there were 3 ghosts. I asked her if there was a psychic among the ghosts that could help me and she said 'no'... There was no one of them like that. My ex husband showed up to bring Marcus and he was the only one who reacted saying Oh Hell No! Marcus seemed ok. I felt sexually aroused suddenly... I excused myself back toward my room. On the way down the hall toward my room I found the basement door to my right. Suddenly another ghost opened the door.It was young man-ghost who was dark skinned like an Aztec but was more Caribbean looking. He was wearing a sports jersey, royal blue and jeans, he was tall and said "what's up" like he hasn't seen me in forever... He walked toward the rocking chair, talking to the kids, the lady in white gone. At the door the third ghost appears, a woman dressed as nun from an earlier christian period, she was short, busty, wearing a mask of a Happy Buddha. No ghost went back down, and the last two spoke to the children only.

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