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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".

On the first day, I'm walking along narrow path. 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.

My dad and I are in a room in a lake cabin. I am younger in the dream. My dad is working on fixing something. I remember him having tools around and I was facing away from him. It isn’t that bright in the room. There is a wood structure type thing in the room. Then a terrifying black bear comes out growling out of the structure. I stand there terrorized and my dad tells me to stay back. The bear takes my dad in the wood structure. I’m sure he dies in the dream or is close since he is yelling. Then I wake up.

I had a dream about my friend and her parents. In my dream, my friend and her parents were trying to kill me. I was at my house with some guy (whose face I can’t remember) and he was helping me stay alive. My friend’s dad finds us and he has arthritis in his knees so he says “do you want me to kill you now or later?” We choose later, so we run out of my house. I lose the guy, so I hide in a car. While I’m hiding my friend sees that someone is in the car. She says, “it’s just dad” and then walks away. She then walks back and says, “wait… these feet are too small to be my dad’s!” She then tries to attack me so I ran to my neighbor’s house. My neighbor’s let me in and I feel safe until my friend and her mom break the window. They then proceed into the house and kill my neighbors. I ran out of the house and started running again and then I woke up.

I dreamt of a lion who was owned by my father in-law, in which he was let out to run/maybe hunt. We were in Africa. My labrador dog was there, playing with the lion at first but then I think the lion was looking for prey. A sheep jumped out from behind a bush and my dog jumped up on the sheep but only to play. The lion then attached and killed the sheep. I grabbed my dog away, then my dog was rolling around with another sheep (she hadn’t harmed the sheep) but my dog was traumatized, I assume after seeing the sheep being killed by the lion. I picked her up in a blanket, I think she was covered in blood. I told my father in law that I would be staying away from the lion that night with my dog. My thoughts were of giving my dog a bath. Then I woke up. Strange dream! Thanks:-)

A young woman with orangeish blonde hair had run away form her family this older couple allowed her to stay in their home the woman had been shown to a room and laid down to go to sleep for the night as it was late. in the morning the older woman went to wake her up and as the younger woman lifted her head up from the pillow this large orange spot with clumps of hair in it was left on the pillow the older woman screamed at the younger woman and told her to go get cleaned up. once the young woman had been cleaned up it could be seen that she was pregnant and the baby was due to come at any point. the old woman called the healer of their village to help the young woman who it could be seen was just a young girl not much older than 10 or 12 years old the girl was then asked to let the old woman and her husband go through her bag. when they did so they found many different kinds of drugs most of the bottles almost empty some completely empty. then the girl stared screaming it seemed that she was giving birth and when the baby came the old couple took the girl to court where they ended up fighting against the girl and her parents for custody of the baby. in the end the girl got to keep the baby.

I was at my friends house and was looking out the window, I saw big ships falling from the sky. They looked like UFOs, as they fell planes stopped moving in the air and just stayed there. Everyone and everything but me and the UFOs were frozen. The UFOs shot out parachutes and started to land, then one parachute covered the sky; nothing could be seen. Then I was at a caravan site, someone had just got hit by water and faded. Me, Lauren, 2 young black women and an old man were stood on a pond. There was a cobblestone wall surrounding the pond, the water slowly started to rise up so I started shouting to get on the wall. Me, Lauren and one black women made it. We watched as the other two were hit with the water and faded. Then I was in the caravan and Lauren and Harry Hook was there. I was yelling about the people that faded, Harry was trying to calm me and Lauren thought I was insane. Then we were at a portal with a green gooey Alien. He said that we had to milk a human to get through; so Harry cornered me and asked if I wanted to do this. I said yes, we went underwater, I gave him a blow job and he ate me out. We kissed and the alien was happy. We were them pushed through the portal into the sea and time was still frozen.

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