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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 had a dream about my ex friend James. He in real life decided to end our friendship back in May because he thought that we grew apart. It wasn’t my decision, and I was very hurt by the whole situation. I also never got closure from him on why he decided to end our friendship. Today I had a dream that we were at the same event. He pulled me aside and he brought me into another room. In the dream, he explained how he missed me and he apologized for ending our friendship and he also said that he wanted to be friends again. Then he hugged me, and it felt extremely realistic, like he was actually hugging me in real life. But then I woke up. Now I’m wondering if I should actually reach out to him in real life or if it’s just my brain trying to process losing my friend

I was in my old neighborhood the one I grew up in in the trailer court. My family disappeared suddenly all leaving me and driving off. I was stuck there and the house started sinking in the quick sand my family had left without me. My best friends boyfriend , Trevor, showed up on a bike and told me to get in the bike trailer and we peddled away. His bike broke down in the parking lot of this hotel not too far away from where my place was. Trevor tried to fix it but it was taking him a long time because he kept finding electronics on the ground and was dismantling them assuring me he knew what he was doing. my best friend April showed up in a taxi cab and told me to get in and yelled at Trevor for not having his bike properly fixed up to make the journey and she told him don't even come back until you got it fixed. We got home and Her mom was in the front yard staring at an apple tree with giant apples the size of a human being. she said that use to be my tree untill the flood moved the seeds and it started growing just outside my fence. Then I said imagine if one of those apples fell on your head as you walked by. Then I woke up

Me and my crush got left at church after my dance performance and we were the only people there. We started talking for a few minutes then we saw that the sky grew dark. A storm was coming. A big one. It started pouring out there with big bangs of thunder and huge lightning bolts. And I was like omg I'm so scared, and he was like it's just some thunder don’t be scared. and I was like thunder means lightning and he was like oh yeah and then the helper in the church came in and was like who turned out the lights I was like the lighting and she was like ok then she disappeared then I started venting about some random thing to my crush but i don't remember what it was and then in the middle of it he kissed me then I slapped his face and then he said ow what was that for I was like idk and he was silent and I said I don’t know… just do it again and he was like ok we were kissing then his mom came in and she was like oh my gosh you and my son that’s so cute. And we were just standing there blushing and holding hands and the she disappeared and I said I’m so cold. He gave me his jacket and we found the warmest part it the church. I thanked him for the jacket and he said anytime. Then we had this big dramatic moment when we were just staring into each others eyes. We blushed again. And kissed me so passionately that I just had to give in. Then the freaking church service started and ruined the moment.

I was at some kind of party in the dream. Me and my friends, Michaela, Kenzie, and two people I didn’t know were in some kind of stick shift convertible going to the party. My parents were there. My teachers were there. And this one girl who always dresses with almost no clothes was there. There were a bunch of random people too. But the party was at my grandparents on my dads side house that I’ve basically grew up in. My youngest sister was there too but she wasn’t like everybody else. She was the only one who was older in the dream than she is in real life. Me and my sister were in the living room at the party. Every time I have this dream there is a crown or some other object that appears and disappears. When my sister got on the couch with me it appeared and when she got off of the couch it disappeared. I told her and she smiled and ran and told her friend and my parents. I went out side with her and my parents looked at me weird. I was the only one talking in the dream. Then while I was outside I started looking with the people I came with in the convertible. I found everyone in the basement of the house with other people dancing. I talked to my friends and she ran out a door that led through a small hallway and then outside. This door and hallway isn’t in the house in real life. I go out the same way to find her and she’s gone. For some reason I had a mouth full of the blue and red capsules of ibuprofen. I spit them out in a trash can and bump into a girl that I didn’t get along with in high school, Emily. And then I wake up.

I dreamt that early in the morning before it was light took a basket of food to a work colleage for her father (her father is no longer alive I whenever met him) I didnt have to go far so I went in just my nightdress and no.shoes however I couldn't find my way home each time I thought I had found the way there was another dead end . My feet were cold and sore I grew very tired was also.embarrassed as the day went on and there were people.around at one point I ended up in some sort of builders yard and workmen could see me .so I decided to take side streets but I could myself further away from home and exausted

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