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My husband baby momma came to visit

My husband baby momma came to visit with one of her friends and my husband sister. She leaves but how she left had me feeling funny. His sister asked to stay so while we're walking out we realized it was three guys sitting in an area we could barely see them unless we were by the door. My husband sister owed them money. She obviously told them her brother could give it to them. We hide money but she owed 10 thousand. We didn't have anything near that. The guys then called their gang over. I took my kids and nieces in my room and tried to figure out what to do to keep them safe. They hung my husband up like Christ on the cross by nails. They came for me and my kids. I gave them all the money we had and tried to figure out what was going on. They kept threading to kill me and my babies. My husband baby mommy came in and told them who my husband father was of New Orleans so they left. She ran for my husband rescue but I told her I didn't need his help! She's the reason he's like this. I took him down and woke up

“You know that place between sleeping and

“You know that place between sleeping and awake, that place where you can still remember dreaming? That's where I'll always think of you.” ― J.M. Barrie My name is Shannon. I'm a seventeen year old girl with a cognitive sleep disorder, who doesn't dream. I haven't had a real dream in ten years. When I go to sleep, my body and my brain shuts off, until it's either time to wake up, or pass between the realm of the sleeping, and the awake. In these ten years, when I slept I was plagued with nightmares, vivid nightmares beyond my control that stay with me, haunt me during the day. I'd see the figures in my nightmares everywhere, be it people, or unexplainable things. But today, when I slept, something happened: I was sleeping, yet awake and well aware, and while this was happening, I was dreaming. This dream has to be the most real thing that has ever happened. Let me tell you what happened: I was sitting outside of a lovely, slightly older house with a young man, he was a little older than I was, Maybe nineteen or twenty. It was dark, snow was falling to the ground, but it wasn't cold. We were talking, having a wonderful time; he was handsome; mid-length choclate colored hair that was combed back, though some of his hair had migrated infront of his face. He was wearing all black, not in the 'creepy gothic' way you would think. He was wearing a lovely leather coat, looked like he had traveled to london and back to get it, regular dress shoes, slacks, and a long-sleeve black top. I was different, much different. I was dressed in all white, though I couldn't tell exactly what I was wearing, we had on almost the same jacket: mine was white, cotton; and his, well I've already told you. I was wearing a white beret, and my hair was much different: it was long, almost down to my back and as blonde as a sun goddess; curled just slightly at the end; my glasses weren't black anymore, but a light baby blue. He smiled at me, took my hand and called me "Madaline." I responded! That wasn't my name but I responded as if I've had it for my whole life. This boy... He looked into my eyes and I could see through him, I could see into his soul. In an instant he turned, and pulled out a beautiful light blue and lime green stripped scarf, drapped it around my neck, and smiled once again. I beemed, I didn't know what to say, it was beautiful! gorgeous, even. He then took a small letter from his pocket, and handed it to me. It was a poem, entitled "My sweet Madaline."; I stopped, and looked at him, and proceeded to read: "My sweet Madaline, Though I will never be here in time, You are heaven to this tattered soul. You are a gift, that should be protected, And though we may be appart, in life: I can promise you, we will have our time, My sweet Madaline." Before I had a moment to respond, a little girl came out of the house behind us. She was about eight or so, with the same hair color hair as the young man. She looked at the scarf, then the note, and ran in side "Mommy, mommy! Why does she gets stuff and I don't!" she shouted, running inside. We both laughed. At that moment my eyes opened, my room was dark. It was about 11:00am; but when I closed my eyes, this.. dream... it continued. There was a court room, the young man was sitting in front with his lawyer, there was nobody on the stand. It seemed as though they were talking about a child that had died; Madaline. They had blamed the young man for it. The lawyer accusing him had found the poem. "My sweet Madaline" on his desk, to be honest, I don't know what was happening. I rushed into the court room, flinging open the doors and yelling "Stop!" Instantly all eyes were on me, the room fell silent as the young man looked back at me, and I knew, I just knew, he couldn't have done this. "That poem is about me! He wrote it about me!" I opened my eyes again, back to reality before turning to the otherside of my bed. Closing my eyes, I saw an older woman with two men standing on either side of her. She was holding a file, with one, small sheet of paper pulled out of it. "She's telling the truth." the woman said with a soft quiver in her voice. I saw the young man's face before my eyes opened for the final time. This is all I remember.

I dreamed that I was an observer.

I dreamed that I was an observer. In my dream I saw my mommy pregnant, and the baby inside her was me. My father is angry at my mother and she wants to own me when I will be born. Then a bunch of bodyguards took my father away from my mother then wounded the knee of my father. Then my father healed is own knees.

What does it mean when my dead

What does it mean when my dead grandson talks to me in a dream. He said Grammy I love you and mommy. i am in good hands nanny is taking care of me. I will see you soon.

My cousin from the UK told me

My cousin from the UK told me to stop saying and just do and he also added "don't worry,mommy and I will make a plan"

I had a dream i was laying

I had a dream i was laying with my girlfriend and we said i love you to eachother then a little boy came up to us and said i love you mommy and daddy.

It happened about 7 this morning i

It happened about 7 this morning i had a dream about my mom and she passed away 4 years ago and my current boyfriend was in it to i went to introduce her to him and as i am saying mommy i want to introduce u to reggie and as she went to say hello i woke up

We we're having dinner at ur house

We we're having dinner at ur house me and the kids was there angelica and her kids were there u,tony and anthony,,ok ee was eating dinner afterwords desert and then later went to like a back room u had to watch movies we were all ther laying around and laying there for a while anthony came at me and told me u killed my dad and im like wat r u talking about,,i was not around when he passed away yes u did kill him,,im calling the cops to lock u up so all the kids were crying and so was i,,i was like mijo i promise u i didnt have nothing to do it,,so the cops gets there and anthony tells them i want her locked up she killed my dad,,so then cps gets there and takes my kids and there all crying no dont take my mom,,and yelling mommy dont let them take us and im crying and yelling for u to get my kids and yall just let my kids go but desiree and destinee mann i woke up crying so hard that i anthony,,ok ee was eating dinner afterwords desert and then later went to like a back room u had to watch movies we were all ther laying around and laying there for a while anthony came at me and told me u killed my dad and im like wat r u talking about,,i was not around when he passed away yes u did kill him,,im calling the cops to lock u up so all the kids were crying and so was i,,i was like mijo i promise u i didnt have nothing to do it,,so the cops gets there and anthony tells them i want her locked up she killed my dad,,so then cps gets there and takes my kids and there all crying no dont take my mom,,and yelling mommy dont let them take us and im crying and yelling for u to get my kids and yall just let my kids go but desiree and destinee mann i woke up crying