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Business Person To dream of a business person represents an aspect of yourself that is well organized, adept, or an expert in thinking a certain way. An area of your life where you are well read, serious, or capable of being very sophisticated. Homeless Person To dream of a homeless person represents an aspect of your personality that has experienced total failure. An area of your life that you have totally lost control of or that's completely powerless. Alternatively, being homeless in a dream may reflect anxiety about financial hardship or low confidence in your future. Example: A man dreamed of being surrounded by homeless people. In waking life he had just lost a competition at his work place and lost out on a opportunity to be promoted. Example 2: A young woman dreamed seeing a homeless man with his hands out begging. In waking life she was dumped by her boyfriend and would have done anything to have him back. Example 3: A woman dreamed of being homeless. In waking life she was pregnant and having anxiety about going broke supporting the baby. Dead Body To dream of a dead body represents feeling about an area of your life that has completely changed. It may also reflect a loss or sense of failure. A transition or ending. Positively, a dead body may represent negative aspects of your personality or negative situations that have been successfully confronted. You have stood up to something or resisted negative influences. The end of an era. Negatively, a dead body may represent positive aspects of your personality that have been overcome by negative emotions or situations. A mistake or failure may have spoiled an area of your life. The end of a relationship or something happy in your life. Feeling replaced. Feelings about experiencing a permanent loss of some kind. Feeling that there is nothing left you can do to keep a situation going. To dream of trying to hide

In the dream so I was going out at isiokolo, I saw one of my late aunt with her child so I decided to go and meet her and greet her when I got there at the roundabout side I greeted her but the child refuse to let go of me that I must carry him and go to where I was going but I refuse instead I ask the mom if there is anybody in the house so I will drop him there to play since their house is close to the agbon secondary school. I carried the child at my back, as I was going after passing a spot where police were standing nor far from their street, some guys were following us sha and my instinct already told me that those people aren't nice. So I hasten my legs but wasn't fast enough and they caught me. They where like I should bring out my phone for money. I said I don't have money that they sent me message but I branch my aunt side to greet her and the son refuse to let go that's why I'm taking the child to the house so I will take keke to ughelli that I'm going. The guys refuse to hear, my aunty so now came into the matter and was still telling same thing to the guys but they still refuse. They kept on saying I should bring the money but I was still explaining to them, the next thing I saw was something that look like Cain that the guy use and hit me. He was just hitting me and I was just shouting. Guess what, the place all this are happening wasn't far from where the police were standing but they didn't come that was where I woke up this morning to pray

I'm a man in my dream I was wearing a long women dress and a Victorian wig walking in a familiar place I used to live a few years ago when the store clerk who was in the same building where I used to live noticed me approaching and began to study my face muttering: “A woman?!” I did not look at him or pay him any attention until I arrived at my house my father met me inside carrying my little four year old nephew in his arms ready to take him out pointing to his slippers: “These new slippers are mine. Don’t wear them by mistake, okay?” I took off the wig so he wouldn't notice it while I nodded.

I saw an apple and a pomegranate and a guava on a same branch. On floor I saw there muddy water and there was a coin in slippery mud I took it and I washed it in a muddy water and then there was my cousin wearing white she had a bottle in her hand she spills water and I wash my hands again. We walked and I tapped on her shoulder she looks at me with anger I said I didn't put mud on your dupatta I didn't there were stains already. That was a place where were many people it was a shrine I asked my cousin to take out her phone and capture photos she nodded but didn't and she got disappeared in a crowd there was another girl I asked her If I accompany with her she agreed then we walked. I guess I was in India and I was asking my mother that where are my clothes and I need a hair cut here. My mother is from India and we went India twice.

I was with my ex partner who sexually assaulted me in the past, I told him to leave because everyone hates him and he didn't want to. After that I started hitting him with spiky branches and he kept yelling. He started trying to hit me back but I managed to take the branch away and I punched him with my fists so much that he started turning into a smaller and smaller doll made of ash, when I realized what I've done I told him that he ruined my life, that he's going to suffer for that and that he suffers for what he's done

It started out with a zombie apocalypse, I didn’t see any zombies I just knew it. I’m out in the hot summer run in a lush green forest, looking for food and shelter. There’s a rustle behind me and I turn, hunter’s knife in hand and it’s an older man with a little kid hiding behind him. They look hungry, hungrier than me. I ask him why dosent he try out for our district’s competition. Sure it’s a zombie apocalypse but we still had a form of government. And this one held a competition twice a year for the common people to live in the capital if they won, runner ups get food. We travel to the compound where it’s being held. Like a metal auditorium, small and the steel is surprisingly not boiling hot. I trained the little girl in preparation for the competition, I’ve grown close with her and her dad. Revealing I had competed when I was 16 and won. But now I was living as an outsider. The compound soon fills with families also competing. We get sat next to a redhead family, I can tell something is off with the dad by the way he sighs as he watches his young twin daughter play. We fill out paperwork as the 13 or so judges come in and take their seats. I recognized a few but one knew me. He smiles and tilts his head in a respectful way. I turn away feeling my face go red. First is the kids spouting off facts about our government. Next to compete are the fathers. They’re made to kill zombies, the red head father almost died. A zombie aiming for his neck, I kicked it away from me and the girls and the guy I’m with kills it. The night ends, the judges leave but we are made to sleep on the steel benches and dirt floor. There’s a small lamp, I remember someone once telling me the capital uses these little lamps to signal for electricity. Turning it off is considered a crime. I’ve competed before, I know what comes the next day. I know I’m the only one awake, I turned it off to give me an extra leg up in tomorrow’s competition. Then it’s tomorrow, everyone wakes. No one notices the lamp. The judges come back, the one I know personally gives me a smile as he sits. I hear whispers. The capital holds this event twice a year because they’re struggling to keep people alive in their secluded area. It’s true. I used to live there so I know it is true. I say nothing, no one can know I competed before. I need to help the little girl and her father, they’re my friends. It’s time to complete. I look over at the tired red headed father and know immediately what he is thinking. I whisper to him, don’t kill yourself, your daughters and wife need you. He looks surprised, I shrug and get down from my seat and stand near his wife. There’s a song we are meant to sing but the tablet with the lyrics isn’t working. There’s no electricity, I made sure of that. I know the default song, it’s the district’s anthem. They have us sing it while they wrote our scores. I sing soft for the parts I know I won’t get right and belt out the parts I know I can nail. This is how I was taught to sing. By the judge that I know. He looks proud I remembered his teachings from when I was younger. I hold back a grimace. They give us our scores, we have to add them together. There’s comments left next to the scores. I notice the judge I know left me a x8. I can multiply my entire score by 8 to get the highest score and win. He leaves me a flirty compliment. The dream ends before I can get my final score.

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