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I dreamed that i got out of my car and left it running with my possessions in it. I had parked on the corner of the neighborhood that I grew up in. I was going to visit my father. When i came back all of my possessions where gone. i went looking to find out who stole them. I found 3 tv on the front porch of my home. my deceased husband helped me to get the tvs in the house and set them up so we could watch. I returned to look for the rest of my belongings. I saw a homeless man sitting on a park bench dressed in green and black and asked him did he see who stole the things out of my car. He said no.

I dreamed that i parked my car and left my keys while the car was still running along with my valuables inside. I had parked on the corner in the neighborhood that I grew up in. I was going to visit my father. When I came back my belongings were gone. After searching for who had stolen some of my possessions. I found that (3 T V's) had been left on my front porch. My deceased husband help me bring them in the house and set them up to use. I still went out looking for the person that stole my belongings out of the car. I walked up to a homeless man dressed in green and black that was sitting on a bench and asked him did he see who stole my things. He said no. then i woke up

I am alone, driving my boyfriend 's car and pull into a car wash area at night...look the the rear view mirror to see a shady looking white man and a chubby black man jump out of their car pulled up behind mine and running towards me. I go to lock the doors but was in slow motion and they open driver and passenger door, grab my hands and feet and start stabbing me. I can feel my blood going cold and what seems like extreme fear and them death. Woke up after that.

So, it starts out in a sort of theatre setting, and my dad and one of my friends are pantomiming either a battle, dance, or both. Afterwards, my dad tells me I'm ready to see what's beyond this old-looking door I've never seen before. It was dirty and had multiple chains hanging loosely around it. My mother forbade me from ever going inside prior to, but my dad said I was ready to see what was there. As it opened, the other side was like a crypt; it was dank, and there was a heavy air around it and there were several coffins opened already. Oddly enough, most of the skeletons in the coffins were clean and ivory white, almost like the kind you would see in an anatomy class. Finally, we came up to a skeleton that was real (I figured so because it was filthy and looked like they were actually exhumed). It was my grandfather's (on my dad's side) bones, but I've never seen my grandfather, he died before I was born and the only person who talked about him was my dad. I stared at the bones for a while before my dad told me I had to pick through a few trinkets. The two things I picked were both blue; a metallic necklace with a jewel that resembled an eye that rested on my chest when I put it on, and a hair clip with two royal blue feathers sticking out. When my friend picked up the necklace, it was a metal peace symbol.

I dreamed of my deceased adoptive father that died in 2011. He was sitting on the second row in the church I grew up in along with other family member. I could not see who the other family member were, but somehow I knew they were family. It is also significant about the second row. Another family I know always sits there. Well, my father gets up and goes all the way to the back of the church, then goes outside and urinates in the bushes. I was so embarrassed people were looking and starring and he acted as though he could care less. He seemed angry about something. Then the dream switched. He was in our family home and was acting very drunk, and began acting inappropriate by touching me and I kept pushing him off, he was acting as thought he was about to rape me. I then saw a house across the street where the a new roof was being put on. Then I woke up feeling perplexed and disturbed. IT was as thought my adoptive father who helped raised was taking own the form of Satan.

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