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Last night in my dream I was in school and the school was giving out free dominos pizza. It was before 6th period and I met up with with Mia. We hugged and walked towards the office door. I saw Yusuf but he was in a bad mood. Zander was also there so I walked up to him pushing Yusuf out my way and did our hand shake. I asked Zander if he could drive us to Dominos. Mia, Zander and I were talking and looking at Yusuf who was talking to his friends pacing back and forth breathing really hard. His friend said something then he ran to someone and beat his ass. The three of as ran over to the fight and were shocked that Yusuf was fighting something. A big group of people surrounded the fight. It later ended. And Mia, Zander and I went to Dominos.

I left my husband and children at his work and went to run some errands. I called my husband on my way back to let him know I was on my way. His speech was very garbled and I couldn't understand what he was saying. When I got to his work he was waiting with the children. We both had cars, so the kids went with him and he was going to follow me. I was on the street and he was in the parking lot, so he was driving parallel to me looking for a place to exit. I lost him, and pulled over to the side of the road to wait. I got out of the car and locked it. I saw up the street a friend who was the one who introduced me to my husband. He was having trouble with his car. Some kids were crashing a drone into the back of it. I went to him and smacked the drone to the ground and pointed at the kids to let them know I knew where they were. I then returned to my car and found that it had been stolen. This was very upsetting and confusing because I knew I had locked it. I got my phone to call my husband to tell him my car had been stolen. I couldn't get my phone to work and began taking it apart to see what was wrong with it. A girl I didn't know came over and tried to help by dumping oil into it. I didn't know if it was ruined. I became so upset I woke up.

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 I was lifeguarding a beach. And snoop dog came so everyone was standing in line trying to get an auto graph. I looked down at the beach area and I saw sharks in the water. The water was crystal clear @ it looked cool so I informed adults but told them it was cool just to go see. As I was watching the water I also saw huge stingrays and they were just swimming around the bridge that went around the middle of the beach. I started to walk father down into the sand but I didn’t get to close because the water kept coming up and going down quickly. I walked to the under part of the bridge and it kinda of turned into a cave a little and I could see only mist between the poles of the bridge and in it I could se the silhouettes of the stingrays and of men running around playing. Then I saw hippos! I was yelling at everyone to look but then something crashed into the bridge and crushed it in the middle o the water. Everyone began to run back to the top before it came down where we were at. I got stuck crawling between two poles for a couples of minutes until I finally pushed my way out. The next dream I am with my boyfriend and we are on a bridge that sticks out straight. I told him I didn’t want to be on it because of a dream I had had. So we’re standing on it and he decides to smoke but this guys who didn’t have stuff to smoke out of cans to us and asked me to tie a bag around his arms so he could have someone shoot drugs into his arm. I told him I wasn’t going to do it & also that won’t work. So my boyfriend turns into just some guy & this guy is a triplet. These brothers are at the edge of the water where there are a lot of rocks and the ocean is just about waist deep. I’m still scared of the water but I decide to bend down for a rock and someone pushes me in. I turn around and it’s a little boy. I crawl out and I ask this boy why he did that and as I look closely I realize that the devil has possessed his body. The devil tries to tell me that God will lose & so I told him that’s what he thinks but God has actually won. Then I began to recite John 3:16 and he covers his ears so I just began to scream scripture at him him and he continues yelling then I woke up.

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