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The dream started from daggers raining from the sky and I was standing without any shelter but before any dagger could hit me an old man grabbed me from back and pulled me into a shelter standing over pillars and he said to me that these are dajjali daggers and after a while the rain stopped so I moved out of shelter and saw a crowd of dwarfs-not even reaching my knees- running towards me and shouting dajjal is coming run but instead of running I move towards the direction from which dajjal was coming and on my way I start to put my hand between the crowd and collect arrows-black coloured- and make a very big round of them until I reach dajjal and fight him and then I wake up.

I was sitting with A (my classmate who was my friend years ago but transfered and now we don't talk anymore. He seems a bit similar by facial features to me I guess, I'm not sure). The guy I like S was sitting in the same row as me but right at the back. I suddenly got up and went outside. It was independence day and I picked up some flags from outside, however when I came inside they became tissues. And I distributed it among everyone. When I went to S I was a little nervous and thinking the he's similar to my friend W I got sad but anyways he asked me to give me tissues for his friends N as well (he's close with him). In this whole scene, it was white or off-white. Scene changed and we went to a room to get pictures. However, before that A asked me to wear a saari next day and I remembered it's farewell, but I didn't like it. Here the scene was silver or light grey. Next we went to a dark room to click pictures. I saw S as I was sitting but chose not to sit next to him. My mum was there and she gave me my phone which she is not allowed to and she got scolded by a sir due to it. Next due to something S and a guy in between X who in my dream was my friend whereas in reality X is not someone I know. Anyways S told X that I get good marks in English due to my mum being a teacher in the same school. X asked me and I cleared everything out and was kinda angry at S. S gave a sarcastic smile but in my dream I felt he was jealous cause A asked me out for farewell indirectly. Herethescenewasdark incolour. Whatcouldthisdream possiblyindicate ?

I went out with friends to a place kind of like a library and was taking photos. When a friend who works there showed us the old library. Then as it was late while leaving the door closed and got locked when one friend was inside. I rushed to tell her as she worked here and would have keys. I accompanied with her went back up to the room. We went to help a friend locked in a room and we saw he was chased by a snake. Then we saw that there were few more people in the room. While trying to get him out with the help of another friend I saw the big snake go to other corner where other people were hiding so we lured the snake to other direction but we accidentally let the big snake get out of room as well. We ran to different directions. But there were many small snakes on the way. When i was hiding from the big snake, watching if it coming a small snake was trying to curl on my hand I got it off my hand. It stood on its tail facing me and I woke up.

I was going to some place with my cousin. My cousin went into a different direction and told me to meet her at a location. When I went there, my cousin disappeared and then I ended up at an ice skating rink. I saw an old friend from high school who I wasn’t that close to or who I haven’t thought about in years where she asked me if I wanted to skate. While talking to her, I felt the presence of my ex boyfriend there even though I couldn’t see him. I told my former friend I don’t know how to ice skate and then my ex boyfriend came closer to me and asked me what it is that I don’t know while smiling at me. And I think a voice in the back of my head said he wanted to give us a second chance. We started walking and a few seconds later we saw my family and they had a baby with them. My ex boyfriend carried the baby as he was being told how to calm the baby down and help it burp. As he was holding the baby’s hand, his other hand was resting on my forearm while my hands were folded. My mom noticed his hand resting on my forearm and I am not sure what she was thinking but a voice in the back of my head said I don’t want her to misunderstand. Then they disappeared. Then I was walking with my family somewhere again and I saw some big boxes. One that didn’t have an address and might have belonged to me because of the way my family addressed the box’s presence by saying it cannot be sent somewhere. And one that had my current friend’s name written on it and the contents of the box included prosperity and dreams and then I rolled the box into her teaching classroom and woke up.

I'm Nigerian and Igbo, I had a dream that all the Igbos in the State I was staying in right now(an igbo State) and, actually everybody, even non Igbos were being told we could no longer stay in our homes for some reason and to pack no more than 4 bags each of all our stuff and to come to a location and drop our luggage in a line, that the government would have them taken to new residence and use it to assign us to them. I think? Or something. And that we were not allowed to hold on to our luggage, that we *had* to put it down on the line, then go take a seat for the large state wide conference being held and listen to what the governor of the state had to say. The tension lay in the fact that throughout the stress of packing with the family I was living with in the dream (my cousins and aunty), entering a vehicle, and driving to the mandated location, I was terrified that this was actually a genocide. I kept on begging my Aunty and cousins to consider that this might be a genocide, or to flee the state and put our luggage in a relatives house in a neighboring state. They did not listen until the last possible moment, when I thought up and suggested the latter, by then we had already reached and dropped our luggage, and a female army soldier had appeared nearby and was watching us, so we had to leave it be. Another thing is on the drive there we would see things that in the logic of the dream, could have pointed to this being a genocide. One being a tree that we passed that may or may not have been a species that "usually" grew due to the circumstances that could be caused by a pogrom in dream logic, eg excess blood in the soil or the smoke of burnt human remains in the atmosphere or something like that. But it was never spoken out loud only suspected, so whether this was true in the dream isn't certain. secondly on 2 occasions I would see hills in the distance just absolutely *covered* in trash, sometimes with small piles of trash burning. And i would suspect whether the trash was actually the belongings and luggage we were submitting to the federal government. This one out of fear for such an outright confirmation was kind of doubted immediately by me. When sitting down for the conference, closest to the stage where the governor was speaking, a Hausa man in this dream, it was at a point where it was kind of up to the mechanics of my brain whether this dream would turn out to be something else or indeed a genocide. And in the dream I was either subconsciously or consciously but partially aware of this fact, it was why the 3 instances of evidence for genocide were being doubted with hope in the first place. So every word the governor would say had me on the edge of my seat hoping my dream would come in and provide a different explanation, soon a different scenario. One of the bases of my hope being the blatantly lower class Hausa people also standing around in the crowd because they live in the state too so had also been forced to leave their homes. Because in real life such drastic antagonistic action would never be taken with their own tribe in the direct crossfire. Either the Hausas in the government favoured their population, or betrayed them class-wise in a way that could be spun as justifiable. Anyways it was during this speech that I woke up. My heart was pounding so hard I expected it to be painful and causing some other physical reaction (the same way stomach aches are accompanied by nausea and a need to defecate). It got under control though, and I immediately started typing this.

I was driving a car on a freeway around a city. there were no signs for where i was going, so i tried to stay on until i saw the right exit. unexpectedly the main road became one way and i was going against the flow of cars. I was trying to get to the next crossroad to get off but a truck hit my rear and sent me spinning onto the roadside. there was a cop at the crossroad who came to me and i said "yes i know i was driving in the wrong direction and trying to fix it" but the cop came after me for causing the accident and didn't care about the road being one way. i was at the police station reviewing aerial video of the crash and it showed the truck was the problem and had changed lanes too close to me so i was free to go. then i woke up.

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