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We were at my great grandma's house and everyone was there. I kept getting nervous cuz we were eating cake and I kept on dropping it and I was afraid someone would see the mess I had created. Out of nowhere, it started raining little shards of ice and we all had to go. It just happened to be that some guy had "lost" his really big silver/white truck right in front of the house (and by lost I mean he parked it, looked up at the falling ice, and ran... I don't know.) So everyone got in and we all kinda of calmed down as my dad was driving, but then there was a canal. He said, "Look hold on, hold on, I do this all the time," meaning he would drive the truck of the road get in the shallow part of the canal, and drive back onto the road perfectly fine. However, that DID NOT HAPPEN. He messed up SO BADLY and the truck started to sink in and he was just there saying, "S***. S***! S***!!" He told us to all get out but then my mom told him we couldn't because we had our seat belts on. I turned, and the look on my brother's face was horrific... I honestly cannot say how I felt at that moment... I started screaming... well not screaming it was more like screeching because I was crying and couldn't breathe. I don't remember how, but my dad managed to get us out of the water. I kept on crying. I was wailing but everyone kept telling me to shut up and who cares and it doesn't matter anymore it's all over it already passed... no one understood.

Long story short..my daughter in law...on sept 26 2013...said she was taking the kids...my 3 grandkids...jaqai 6yrs old,josiah 1 1/2yrs old and manalani only 5months old...to the park...no jackets/food/toys/diapers and left with them...to another state...she hasnt let me talk to them and my son was vewry upset...they all lived with me for 8yrs...and me and jaqai have a very close and loving relationship...she very rarely lets my son talk to his kids...but for the past month and a half...everyweek i have a dream that they are back with me....the mother is around but in the dreeam not much interaction with her..she's like on the sideline...in the room where she always was...but the recent one...was ...as if...they just got back home...to us....and i was hugging and kissing them all....crying...and i could see the mother....in my dream almost ..like she use to do here....sit back and waatch ...ME>>>>but she wasnt clear or important in my dream...as if...we didnt even realize she was in the room with us....i break down crying alot...and i even...know the mother is very jealous of me and jaqai...my oldest grandson's closeness...one of my dreams last week...i saw jaqai and was talkin to him but he wasnt ...fully there....almost...smokey/cloudy...as if i was scared in that dream to let him go.....but the last one...is when i held them and cried...please interpert for me......i am broken and VERY VERY WORRIED ABOUT THIER WELL BEING...AND SAFETY...SHE HAS BEEN NEGLECTFULL BUT...PURPOSELY TRYING TO HURT ME BY NOT LETTING ME TALK TO THEM....I DONT TRUST HER JUDGEMENT...AND WILL LEAVE THEM WITH WHOEVER....THANK UY\

After a business disappointment, went to analyst for help could not pay,her name was susan boot she became aggressive and also other members. i was held captive by the sect ,she disappeared, i was released by the foreman before leaving i saw a gentleman about to make a speech to the sect. when i was leaving i phoned my mother. i got into a small car of one of the younger members, the door would not shut properly. we drove towards the station then we took pictures of the sky looking beautiful and dangerous. he was not allowed to listen to any modern music after he joining the sect only what he owned before. he told me gentleman belonged to another more pure sect, i could not explain to my mother when i got home, then with help of a lovely walking stick went up the stairs of my father`s old bar and saw my sister tidy up she never tidies up.

I am at a house party and mingling, the house seems to be 2-3 stories tall. i look over and notice a girl who seems to be emotionely upset. i find out what it is and go beat up the guy who made her upset. i return and try to make her feel better. i look down and say so son what level of power should i be at and he says supersayian 3. after i power up i go fight these two random guys who are sparring with each other. i win the fight with just three fingers. afther that in one part of the room there is a machine that analyzis your body and projects a animated form of anime. i look like a anime character and am hugging her and holding her. then she runs off after about two hours i finally find her. i walk up a set of stairs in a narrow way. i go in the room and she is sitting with her friends. one of them has a needle with lime green stuff inside and says don't move. fast as i can i snatch it out of his hands. i look over and she has injected herself and said don't worry i used to do this all the time. the spot in which she injected herself i squeze until the stuff oozes out and say i don't think so. t gently give her a light slap tap on her face and say if you have a problem lets talk because i like to listen to people and help them. later on that night her friends start playing a game she asks me if i want to play to. i start playing and though it is only 10 of us playing at one time i only saw my character. a guy goes by me in slow motion and flips onto another board because it is a skate game. the women start to join in and everybody begins to fight each other. i ask why are we doing this in the video game. one guys said that the punches are not normal. before i can ask why i get punched and fly back about ten feet. after the game we start to watch a movie. i am sitting next ot her and get up and go use the bathroom. once i return i see her talking to one of her friends who is female i see a small opening and sit between the. hfer friend who is a female looks at me and says really jokingly. i retun the sarcastic remark and say i am allowed she is my gilrfriend. i look over and notice that she has scooted down on the couch. i am sitting directly in front of the scrren in which the movie is playing. i say to her that if she wants a better seat to come sit here and pat my lap. she scoots further down and tells me to come there next to her by jesturing her finger. my eyes say really and her eyes say yes. i get up and sit next to her and wake up.

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The dream that I want to analyze is the dream that I had when I was about 5 years old. It is a dream that I have never forgotten. In my dream it is the end of the world and it is raining fireballs. I am still only 5 in my dream and I am running through a city with other people looking for shelter from the fireballs. A group of about 20 of us find a beautiful church in the middle of the city and decide to seek shelter there. When we do get inside the church, it is quiet and peaceful as if nothing was happening outside. At the altar of the church is a coffin and slowly all of us walk towards it. As we approach the coffin everyone begins to stop and I find myself walking up to it alone. I turn around and look at everyone, and I can see fear in there eyes. I am full of curiosity, and I turn around and walk up to the coffin and open it up. And in an instant an Angel flies up to the ceiling of the church and stretches his wings and looks down upon us. He is beautiful and glowing in this beautiful white light. He speaks to me without opening his mouth and tells me that everything will be okay. And I believe him. There is more to the dream but for the sake of the assignment I will end it here.

I saw a white bull stalking me.. I was in a car and the car in a dry canal.. It was left hand drive.. But in my country its right hand drive... I drove my car in reverse the bull in front shield glass... It was not aggressive but it was persistent.. Then the dream changed.. It was a bullock cart moving over a tin rooftop house.. It had a heavy load and as I wondered how they did it.. A male voice suggested it nothing they do it often... Now what does this all mean..

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