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My husband, Lou, and I are in a car and we’re on vacation. Lou is driving a small Toyota Civic and we’re in Mexico and were going to excellence or the beach we really like. As we’re driving a little truck behind us is road raging us. Lou is drinking out of a clear plastic cup and I said be careful Lou the people here are very aggressive drivers and as the truck was passing by us, he threw the cup at them. I’m like “oh my God why did you do that? You know these people here are aggressive and this car has Texas plates so they know that we’re not from around here” I starting sliding down the seat of the car. All of a sudden the little truck stops in front of us and the guys get out of the back of the truck and they throw a rake directly at the windshield towards me with the stick part. I put my foot on top of the windshield where it would come through and it bounces back at them. at this point they’re taunting us, jumping around the car acting like they’re gonna break the windows and all kind of aggressive stuff. Then they run back to their truck and get in it . I’m terrified and sink into my seat almost on the floorboard of the car. I say to Lou, “ I told you we shouldn’t have done this. We shouldn’t have come. I just wanted to go to the resort and you shouldn’t have thrown the cup at them. Lou says “ it’s gonna be fine. let’s just keep driving. I want to see the jewels they have in Mexican caves”. I had zero interest in the jewels of MX. At this point, we’re not talking but in my head I’m telling myself I don’t wanna go to this other place! I just wanna go to the beach; the road keeps getting narrow or narrower. I look over to Lou and I ask, “where are we going?” and his face changed and all I could see was two teeth. There was no human body next to me; it was literally like flesh with two front teeth and an evil smile. I had no choice. The road becomes super rocky and narrow and the sky starts getting very dark. The tiny car can barely navigate these boulders and I'm afraid we're goon g to get stuck on the road that has now become sulfurous red sand. I keep thinking “oh my God the car‘s gonna get stuck and we’re never gonna be able to get out of here. How are you gonna reverse out of here?" I begin to panic realizing we weren't going to be able to get out of this one. You couldn’t see the steam of sulfur coming out of the sand, but it was swirly sand. It was wet with rings on it and I knew like if we drove onto it, we wouldn’t be able to reverse and that’s why I was like "stop. I don’t wanna go" I knew we weren’t gonna be able to reverse out of it even though I knew we were in my four-wheel-drive vehicle, but I also knew that we wouldn’t be able to reverse because the road kept getting more narrow till there was no road. It's getting darker and darker. In the distance, I can see animals start to appear. I see an Impala. But it's not normal. It's eyes look human. There are more human animals in the distance and I’m keep saying “like I don’t wanna go. I don’t wanna go. I don’t wanna go. Can we go back? Can we just go back but I don’t want to keep going!” But the driver says, “I wanna show you something. I wanna show you the jewels that are down here” i start screaming “I don’t want to see the gems! I don’t wanna go!” We keep going further and further down and it continues to get darker and darker almost pitch dark. I’m screaming and screaming but the vehicle keeps going into darkness. There was no light. The only light I saw was far far in the distance, in the depths, I saw red lava bubbling and shadows of rocks and boulders. I felt like I was on a roller coaster going downward and as I looked down, I saw the gems at the bottom of the pit. I saw a boulder sized Ruby, Sapphire and Emerald. They were massive jewels that sparkled even in the darkness. I looked them, but I covered my eyes cause the darkness was so dark, I could feel my soul being torn away from my body. Then I heard the laugh of Satan in my ear. I’m start screaming, “I don’t want to go!” and he says, “but I wanna show you these things!” and I’m just screaming cause I know I’m dead. I must be! I just know I died and went to hell! the darkness rips my soul out of my body and I’m just screaming, “I don’t wanna go in!” as I'm suspended in the air above the jewels. The depths of the darkness was painful. My soul was screaming! I felt my soul being ripped away from my body. The darkness itself wrenched my soul. My soul was screaming in pain, the separation from the light broke me. I knew I was never gonna see the light of God again and it wrecked me. My soul was literally being squeezed out of my body into the darkness. It was the worst pain. I non-stopped screamed! The darkness had a darkness I'd never felt before and I shook and wailed! I woke up screaming. I wailed and shook for hours upon awaking. I kept asking why I had this dream. I didn't understand it. My whole body ached in pain and exhaustion from the shock experiencing hell. Lou awaken out of sleep from my wailing. i travailed and travailed. my comfort came from repeating the name of Jesus over and over again for hours. I remember my phone binged at 2 am . The notification said the US and Iran war had started.

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I dreamed I was driving a Mercedes sedan and at the back of the car was full of men of God. We were talking and enjoying fellowship when all of a sudden, I saw a man sitting beside me in the passenger seat. I turned to him and shouted, "What are you doing in my car?" He said, "Oh, you didn't realize I've been traveling with you for a long time." I asked a second question, "How did you get inside my car?" He said that I parked the car somewhere under a tree and he got inside. In a loud voice, I yelled at hime: "Get out," and without a word or any struggle, he got out of the car, no questions, no struggle, and I woke up.

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I was in the car with Latasha. She was driving, and it felt like her old Ford Taurus. It was winter, snow everywhere, and her boys were in the backseat. While she was driving, the car started to skid. It felt like we were about to hit another blue parked car, but instead, the car somehow lifted up and went over it. Right after that, we crashed hard. The front of the car was completely smashed in. During the accident, I remember staying calm. I was talking and giving instructions, trying to keep everyone steady through what was happening while the accident was happening. After the car stopped, everything went still for a moment. Latasha seemed like she was in shock just frozen. I noticed the hood of the car was badly damaged, and then it started catching on fire. There was something in the car on fire that I grabbed, and I took it outside and put it in the snow to put the fire out. Then I went into a building nearby to get help. It didn’t feel like a church at first, it felt more like a restaurant but when I went inside, I saw Natalie and Lady T at what looked like a hostess stand. I told them that Latasha had been in a bad accident. At first, Lady T misunderstood me and thought I meant something else. She said “I know” I had a conversation with her earlier about her car troubles. I had to clarify that no, we had actually just been in a real accident outside in the back. After that, I went back outside, or the scene shifted, and now Latasha was coming out crying. Christina was behind her, also crying, even though she wasn’t there during the accident.

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I have dreamed that I was going to the school middle school to go and get some soup that someone had left for me and I got lost in the new elementary school so I had to get instructions on how to get there and the old high school secretary was it anyways she led me through some hallways through the new school to the cafeteria. It was full of children eating food, It felt weird because i thought all the kids were staring at "the older kid in elementary school". She took me into the back where everyone had their coats on hooks.into the back to give me A 6-pack beer container that only had 3 beers in it and some of the soup that I was looking for then she took me into or she followed me into the parking lot where she lit up a smoke in the lot for a minute as I put the stuff in the car, it was nighttime at this point and I guess now she ran Off because the Post Office guy drove by and I guess in my brain because he works for the government and she does to you like she didn't want to get caught outside so she ran away and then all these people start showing up that I knew from a long time ago starting with one person then Rachael the girl from my science class, whom of which I gave a half hug with my left arm. Her arms were full so it was kinda like my head get pushed into her left shoulder. She was wearing a blue fluffy jacket. I asked Rachel how come she always shows up randomly in my life. and there was Britney Watson or maybe a 3 palms kid and we were all sitting in these chairs in a big circle outside in there was one other girl that I knew by can't remember exactly what her name was and is other people are too but I can't remember and then it was a pretty good conversation nice positive. It felt like they all came just for me, though I simply sat and listened to what they had to say. Just typical group chatter of highschool kids. and then it's switch to me be in the shower and I was talking to chef Gordon Ramsay about over hard eggs he waa trying to smack me because the term overhard was not acceptable, the shower curtain got all messed up, I was thinking how it needed to be fixed. Standing there naked In front of Gordon Ramsey in my trailer park shower didnt bother me I. The slightest, but I thought about how it should of and then he got Duke splaining how it needs to be soft and moist and not over hard, I actually pictured what he was describing quite well, I remember thinking he was absolutely right, hard chaukly over cooked eggs are the worst and I was like it's just a preference but we are actually talking about eggs Benedict and I agreed with them that they shouldn't be hard for eggs Benedict but really we were just arguing about words and definitions.

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