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Once I had a dream that me and my family was going to a trip. Accidentally, what happened was that our car got stuck and we were not able to take our car off where it got stuck. I asked my dad that we should call someone for help. After a while what happened was that I saw a guy and I asked him for help. He started helping my dad. Lately what I saw that he wasn't a good guy , he took my dad's pusre and ran away. On that only I have learned that we sholudn't trust on any stranger.

Once I had a dream that me and my family was going to a trip. Accidentally, what happened was that our car got stuck and we were not able to take our car off where it got stuck. I asked my dad that we should call someone for help. After a while what happened was that I saw a guy and I asked him for help. He started helping my dad. Lately what I saw that he wasn't a good guy , he took my dad's pusre and ran away. On that only I have learned that we sholud n't trust on any stranger.

More than once, I get into my car and an elderly man gets in the backseat. He gives me requests as if I am a taxi, “Grocery store, please” or “Home, thanks”. I am never afraid of him and he seems to trust me. I seem to have an understanding that he knows I am not a taxi but that he needs my help; it makes me feel good to assist him. He seems kind and wise. At one point, I am driving a car and pulling a motorcycle behind me/it. At one point, I pull over and am walking around the outside of the vehicle; aware of the attention the car and motorcycle seem to be attracting (they are lovely and expensive). I get into the car and the old man is now directly beside me and he needs to go to the grocery store. I pull away from the curb but realize I leave the motorcycle behind me. I fret about this and think about backing up; it is not appropriately or legally parked but I realize there is oncoming traffic behind me and I will have to leave it and return to it later. The car has changed to more of a frame of a car; with metal bars giving it shape but otherwise completely exposed to the outside. I seem to be having trouble steering and directing the car; I am not entirely out of control but I feel clumsy with it. I am embarrassed that I do not remember how to get to the store the old man wants to go to and I have to ask him to remind me of the way - - he tells me to make a right at the next light and I do; this seems to trigger my memory and I suddenly realize the direction/store where we are going. At one point, we get out of the car and are in an elevator together – I do not remember if we are going up or down – only that we are on our way to the store.

Ima shorten it some, u weren't in it tho.. But yeah so I was at the airport with my bro picking up my fam from PR, they got to the airport.. We walking blah blah blah and they had to go to the bathroom so I sit and wait, and this black girl starts talking smack about me but she murmuring.. and she wouldn't stop so it got under my skin... So I get up like nothing and walk over to her I didn't say anything , I just start going wild hitting her against the wall and the floor and pulling on her weave hahahah then I got tired so I left the girl there on the floor and walk away trying to blend in with the crowd.. And airport security comes n takes me to a room n start questioning me n they was gonna put like a label on me.. N I was like wait tho idk if this changes anything but (then i told them the truth) and the guy gave me label n it said trusted terrorist

Once I had a dream that me and my family was going to a trip. Accidentally, what happened was that our car got stuck and we were not able to take our car off where it got stuck. I asked my dad that we should call someone for help. After a while what happened was that I saw a guy and I asked him for help. He started helping my dad. Lately what I saw that he wasn't a good guy , he took my dad's pusre and ran away. On that only I have learned that we sholud n't trust on any stranger.

Ima shorten it some, u weren't in it tho.. But yeah so I was at the airport with my bro picking up my fam from PR, they got to the airport.. We walking blah blah blah and they had to go to the bathroom so I sit and wait, and this black girl starts talking smack about me but she murmuring.. and she wouldn't stop so it got under my skin... So I get up like nothing and walk over to her I didn't say anything , I just start going wild dandole y restrallandola contra el piso y la pared and pulling on her weave hahahah then I got tired so I left the girl there on the floor and walk away trying to blend in with the crowd.. And airport security comes n takes me to a room n start questioning me n they was gonna put like a label on me.. N I was like wait tho idk if this changes anything but (then i told them the truth) and the guy gave me label n it said trusted terrorist .. Or something like tha

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