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I saw my mom get bumped into by a rude stranger while looking through a window. She kept walking, but when the person came closer to the door to my apartment, my boyfriend got up and started confronting the guy, leading to a fight. I tried to yell and break it up, but it wasn't working. I ran back upstairs to try and call 911 but my phone was dead. So I ran to try and find another phone, but the floors were falling apart. I finally found my boyfriend s phone and try to dial 911 but there's a knock on the door. I open it and it's a large cop with my boyfriend , who's very badly injured. The cop asks if I will talk to his supervisor on his phone, who then asked for my driver's license number. I fell asleep in the dream while giving it to him, which is when I woke up.

I was a infiltrated agent in a football team and I would have a game that day. The day before I met a boy from the guy's other team and he was cute. A kid was scared of going to a street so I told him to go to the other one and told him some little tricks to defend himself. On the game day, I was to go meet my grandmother and I should get the 6.30 am bus but it didn't appear so I had to go home to pick up the car's keys but when I was closing the door of my former home a man, that wanted to kidnap me, didn't let me and we started fighting. Agent coulson, from S.H.I.E.L.D saw and tried to shoot the man but he escaped and went to my apartment to kill agent coulsong from the roof.

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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