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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.

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I am coming to my house and take small stairs to get on the porch, when I see 2 robbers running out of my house to their pick up truck parked in my driveway. they didn't manage to steal anything. I am on the poch trying to write down their licence plate. I am by my back to the front door. Suddenly a third man comes with the knife. I turn around and he stabs me 3 times in my heart. The knife is long and the 3rd stab gets to my heart. it is very painful and I drop dead on the floor of the porch. after that I wake up.

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I rear ended a man in his car. a white female cop arrived and asked for my identification. I was being difficult about giving it to her and I ran away from her. she chased me as I ran down the street. I kept looking for a brick wall as an escape to get over to the next block in the neighborhood. I reached the end of the street where a big fence of rod iron that were square shaped like a grid. I turned back around and ran don the street when I seen a black Rottweiler charging me. I looked to my right and seen a brick wall that I could jump on and get away from the dog. he barked and leaped at my feet. I pulled out my gun aiming it at the dog when the female cop arrived shouting don't do it. she hid behind the block wall as I could only see the top of her head. the dog kept jumping at me so I shot the dog then aimed my gun towards her cop car and shot at it. I jumped down from the wall and ran across the street to jump another wall which lead me to the next block. I ran own the street to a friends house. eric opened the door for me and asked me bro whats going on everyone is talking about you in the neighborhood? I said that's weird because I only told you about what just happened. eric said well Mario told me what happened. we went into his room where I kneeled down on both knees sweating from running. I took my shirt off and went to the bathroom to rinse off my face. after I finished in the bathroom I went back into erics room where he had a bag full of handguns loaded. he looked at me and said don't worry bro we wont let them get to you. I couldn't believe what I had just done I knew at that point I made a mistake and I was going to prison if they caught me. I looked at eric and told him im going to give them what they want but the cops aren't going to take me in. we walked outside to the front yard with the guns then I woke up sweating

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Dreamed I went on a trip by myself and kept losing things: my wallet, my luggage, my clothes. I would keep thinking I had everything and then leaving and then turning around when I was almost home. Everything got stolen out of my wallet at one point and I never had any idea where I was parked. I kept screaming and crying and my friends would try and help me but it was so frustrating because it would never end. Earlier I had a dream that dad was trying to get rid of "bee men" (men that look like bees or man-sized bees?) in the attic and kept asking me to open the door. That one was terrifying. I woke with a start at about 6 in the morning. And I kept waking up thinking I had lost something, thinking it was all real. I kept getting lost and I kept losing things and I couldn't escape whatever resort or theme park I was at, the location kept changing.

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