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I was in mr.bennet and shirley Bennett house .but mrs Bennett is deceased but she was talking to me.they was getting. ready to go out somewhere i was overthere talking to some children there at the house.there were two boys a.and a older young lady.mr.Bennett. ask me to take hid truck somewhere. So l said ok.so mr.Bennett and his wife left in a white and. Burgundy Cadillac .then all of a sudden the children began to argue and fuss about something so i said. to them to stop it. the young lady began to say some unkind words to me so i was talking to her back all of s sudden she acted as if she wad demonic .so i began to speak to that spirit and cast it out and she.became very emotional crying and said i am sorry.

I was traveling through the Middle East, a rare sight of a woman alone with her children. Everywhere we went, small children with large, dark, haunted eyes would watch my son and daughter as they laughed easily, teased each other and tried to talk to one another in Arabic from a small red phrasebook. One day we sat on a hot, dusty, crowded train. As the vista flashed by outside the window, a young boy, close to the same age as my son, sat across from us with his father. He watched quietly, seriously, as my children giggled, poked at one another and pointed out goats, mountains and beautiful rolling dunes awash in browns, soft pinks and ochers. My daughter turned to the boy and spoke a short phrase to him - "Hello; how are you?" - and suddenly he smiled, huge brown eyes lighting up and his face transformed into that of a beautiful and carefree young man. He began to answer when his father, eyes flashing, gave him a sharp reprimand in the universal language that every parent understands, the tone conveying words I understood in a language I could not. The boy cast his eyes downward. I looked at the man and attempted his language. "I'm sorry and it is not my business yet...why is it not alright for our children to speak with one another?" He looked at me and, with a small sigh, said "Our children are not the same." I said, "We are not wealthy people; you have no reason to dislike us." He barked a short laugh and said, "You, wealthy? You have riches. We -" he pointed at his breast, "we have wealth. We have the wealth that comes from true knowledge of our Creator, of our thousands of years of history, of our struggles. Of our losses. Of our families, of our heritage, of our culture. Your children have riches. Riches of the promise of a future. My son has wealth. But the promise of a future...?" He raised his arms heavenward in a fatalistic gesture and slowly turned his head to look out the window of the train. His proud face looked resigned yet strangely at peace. I woke up with tears running down my face.

What a dream I had…. Shane is a sixteen-year-old boy who lives in Pasadena California. He is the only child of Russ and Sheila Boatwright, a very successful couple. His father was a great athlete and was named “Mr. Football” of Orange County California in high school. He is a self-made millionaire who owns a chain of furniture stores. Russ is a workaholic and he and Shane hardly ever talk to one another. Shane’s opinion of his mother is that “she thinks she’s some kind of royalty or something, because dad’s so rich. All she cares about is her high-society fundraisers and her tennis lessons”. Currently his mom and dad are having marital problems, and he thinks his father may have a girlfriend . Although they buy him anything he wants, both parents seem too involved with their own problems to pay much attention to Shane. Shane is relatively popular at school and plays on the school football team. However, he doesn’t have very many close friends and he says he just feels “weird” and like he “doesn’t fit in”. Shane has one very close friend named Ben. Ben has recently found a girlfriend and has been spending less time with Shane. Shane secretly resents Ben’s girlfriend for breaking up their relationship, but has not confronted Ben because he’s a little confused about his feelings. Shane does not have a girlfriend . This is the dream that Shane told his therapist. I walk downstairs to my living room towards the Christmas tree. All of the presents were gone and I was totally confused. The presents were all outside all ripped apart and messed up. Then I started crying because everything was gone and my dad was saying it was my fault for putting the presents near a power bar, or something which got hot. Some people came in and helped save us by throwing the presents outside. I am still crying because I was getting blamed. Then we found some of the presents in the cupboard. Then the scene changes and I'm sitting in class at school, which suddenly changes to sitting in the auditorium. I was singing in this funny high pitched voice, and this girl came up to me and said she liked me and I said she was nice. Suddenly she started taking off her pants and I was like…um you better look behind you, because the vice principal was behind her. The VP pulls her and points to me and says come with me. Then I found out I'm suspended for so long and I have detention. I just start crying because I've never been suspended and this is going to make me look bad with my reputation etc. So I'm just crying then I'm sitting in class and the VP tells me to follow her through the cafeteria. So we're walking through the cafe and some kid spilled juice all over, so she had to deal with that student first. Then as I'm standing there I see an old lady who slipped and fell on the ground, I help her up and realized this lady looks sort of like my grandma who just died. Then I called the old lady the name that I called my grandma that no one else did. And she said something like "I used to have a grandson or granddaughter who called me that". But I didn't really hear that part well. Then I told her my grandma had just died and I started crying and crying. Then I woke up completely confused.

I had a dream that my daughter Annie who had just had a baby three days before got really really sick almost like she was dying and I couldn't understand why I was having this bad feeling. I was at work with her on my mind just about all day when I got off at 11:00 PM I got home my phone chimed there was a phone number I did not recognize, I pushed back so that the phone number would ring back to the number it came from my daughter answered the phone I said hi baby how are you, she said mom I'm in the hospital my blood pressure is (202 / 115) they thought I was in preeclampsia they thought I might have a stroke or heart attack or seizure so they admitted me In the hospital, how was it that I thought about my daughter being sick and waking up and this is what happened

I dreamt I was was going somewhere with this particular woman then some how we got separated when we went to my old neighborhood. I told her and the othe people we were traveling with to go ahead. I met up with my childhood friend abd then went back to my mother's house to show him the new cars I had. Two were two door sports cars I wouldn't get in and were rusted an neglected. A bmw and a Mazda. Another car I said was my mother's but it is my wife's Benz wagon. Then I showed my car an Audi a6. Then I said I needed to catch this woman and the people she was walking with. I drove through my neighborhood and couldn't catch her. Then I finally saw a text on my phone to call her. I called but couldn't get through. She sent a message that said she got a line through my face at the same exit I did driving. Then I spoke to her and woke up.

I came upon a motorbike on the side of the road. I looked it over and saw that it had a removable radio. I tuned in and was delighted to find that the radio worked. The engine worked too. I then realised that the two did not work together but I kept trying anyway. When the engine started again I decided to push the bike along the road. Then the road appeared wide and clean with a smooth surface but it was winding. I walked alongside the motorbike all the way down a hill. I said out loud that if I got to the bottom I would not be pushing that bike back up the hill.

It started in the country in a house looked like a priest had studied there also like a mass murder took place,i was there walking exploring with my 2 daughters and a few other ppl i didnt know then more ppl showed up and a handsome man walked right up to me saying i was the one ,,,,i was to have his babyit would b satans baby i was scared asked to gather my thoughts for a moment and found myself in a room where i noticed a priests coat in the pocket was a few rosarys with just brown rope i took them hopeing they were blessed went and slipped my daughters both one the other i held in my fist went back and the ppl with him were all waiting to watch i said to him plez do this alone he made them leave except one man as he was having sex with me i prayed in sielence then a grl about 2 yrs old appeared next to me brown curly hair with bright blue eyes but then dissappeared he was angry didnt understand and said if i wouldnt give him the child then he would take one of my daughters i then woke up this is not good i havent remembered any dreams sence my son passed away 5 yrs ago ,what is going on and why is Satan trying to come to me in my dreams

I was sitting on my bed in my dorm with some others in the room when my current crush rushed in and started making out with me. he dragged me out of the room to his so we could be alone. his room was crowded with furniture and was too small for the four beds to fix comfortably. we started to make out again but then his friends entered the room. then he was sitting on his bed with a female friend of his and she asked if he wanted a girlfriend , and he said no because he had been hurt too much already. so i decided to leave and as he shut the door he said "see ya later" and i said the same back, but i felt defeated, dissapointed, and embarrassed.

I dreamt it was dark outside as I walked across my front room. At the window outside WS a lady relative that I did not really recognise but new we were related. Small stocky with dark framed glasses. She asked me to call Pat at work ( she didn't recognise me) and said. Call her at work and let her know we will be here on 12th and will be here only one night I said on and I watched her go down path and leave. I woke up apprehensive trying go remember the date

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