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The part I remember is that my husband was really wanting me to get this tattoo and it was pretty much already completed when I saw it in my dream. It was on the inside of my right arm, the top of it started near the inside of my elbow and was all the way down to the inside of my wrist, and it covered pretty much the entire inside of my right arm. It was of a cross, and I remember thinking that it was very interesting and pretty looking, it had a lot of detail or like pretty/fancy strokes around it, and it was all black (not the cross itself, but the lines were all black and it wasn't colored in) -- but it wasn't exactly what I wanted --if I were to get a tattoo it wouldn't be something I'd pick, I mean-- and I was a little disappointed that I would only ever really see it as being upside down when I looked at my arm.

I was in a car that had empty windows with the priest and deacons from my church, all of which are my cousins or uncles. I was in my elementary school's parking lot and the only other car was a green, leopard-print Chevy 98 model. It appeared to be old and trashed. I was sitting on the floor when I saw 3 masked men step out of the car. They all had the creepy smile masks and either a desert eagle, a 1998 S&W revolver, or a M1911(it was hard to tell). I looked foreword through where the windshield should have been and saw one of the people raising a pistol into the air and pointing it at my head, I heard what sounded like a single piece of popcorn popping and everything went black.

I am watching myself wearing a white gown walk down a set of stairs behind a yellow gold colored recliner. There is a man sitting in the chair and I feel such a mix of emotions. I do not know him but feel that I am in love with him and that he is upset or angry. I do not go to him but instead open an entryway door to my walking self's left. There is a soft yellow glow from a rather large lamp on a table to the man's right. When I open the door the same man is standing in it slightly younger looking and wearing a gray suit. In the dream I feel relieved and happy to know he is there. This is a recurrent dream that I had when I was maybe 10 years old. Throughout my life I have thought that it means something in regard to my future. I am not even sure that it has to do with a man but I feel like I need to know it's meaning. Thank you.

At home with my sister, and I assume my mum as brother were there too. Sisters laptop does strange things which makes us go for a drive (possibly to get it fixed), while out everybody stares at us and for some reason we have instructions to go to where some girl is that we can see, she looks out of it like she's drugged and doesn't know what's going on. But all the other people around look evil and are giving us angry stares. Then a boy pops up and says "You're very lucky" to my sister ( or something along those lines), and we see why, a guy is walking from a distance and comes to us, aims his gun at my sister and I wake up! Freaked out

2 nights prior to having the dream, I asked God to show me my angel. My dream was: I was an adult in a house dressed in a pink housecoat(very thin robe) and my hair was in plaits. Some intruders (3 or 4 young adult males) came into the house and murdered my family in front of me. All of a sudden I saw a tall man walking towards my house. I was watching him approach the house from a window. The intruders were still in the house. I thought to myself, "Oh no, please don't come to visit today, I have murderers in my house. The man was tall and black and holding a little girl's hand. The little girl had on a pink dress and her hair was in plaits.(like I looked but only as a little girl) The man entered the house and the intruders cut his throat with a large knife and he dropped to the floor in front of me. They never tried to hurt me though. I did not see the little girl at this point. As I lay on the floor sobbing because of the slaughter that had happened in front of me, I decided to turn over a body that was next to me. As soon as I touched the body, the person stood up. I touched another person to see who it was and they also stood up as if nothing had happened, as did everyone in the room who had been killed. Then I walked over to a closet, opened the door, and slid back a hidden panel inside the closet and there was the tall black man standing with an impression that was halfway between a smile and a pleasant look. The little girl was not with him. He just stood there looking at me like nothing had happened. The feeling I got was that what was done...had somehow been "undone". NOt that it did not happen, just that it had been undone.

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