Dream or Memory?

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A few days ago I had a nightmare that really shook me up. The reason why is because it didn’t feel or look like just a dream. It felt and looked like a memory. It was vivid but it was not in color. I might turn this into a book, I don’t know.

In this dream, it was the 1950’s and I was not a forty-eight-year- old black woman anymore, instead I was a teenage white boy with very short blonde hair. Like a crew cut. I was thin and yes it was really me. I was being abused by a man that may have been my foster father or Uncle. I’m not sure. His house was old fashioned and we were very poor. I saw him stab me in the eye with a pencil or some small thin object. I remember being very afraid of this man. I saw myself getting fed up with his abuse and someone, possibly my brother’s best friend wearing a scary black mask and helping me to fight back. When this man tried to hurt me again I recall knocking him down and telling him that if he ever hurt me again I would kill him. He looked scared of me for the first time. My friend then removed his black mask and revealed himself to the man. He looked shocked. But I wasn’t. He was another teenage white boy but taller than me and a year older. He was someone that I felt very comfortable with and trusted.

Yeah I know it’s weird. I don’t know what it means. I don’t know if god wants me to turn this into a story or not but I’m thinking about it. If you are wondering if I believe in reincarnation the answer is I’m not sure. But I have often wondered about it. There have been many times where I have felt like I have had other lives but there is no way to find that out. I’ve read books on the subject before and they were very compelling. I think it’s worth investigating. The bible doesn’t say anything about it either but I strongly believe that the bible has been tampered with in order to control people and keep them in the dark about certain things. Am I a conspiracy theorist? Hell yeah. But that’s a whole other topic. I won’t get into that. I trust nothing and no one. There are too many weird things going on in the world not to question everything. I’ll let you know what I plan to do with this dream. I think I may be able to use it. I’ll keep you posted. The book I’m working on is going to be called “Murder in The Family.” I may be working on two books simultaneously if all goes well. That will be a first for me. If I do this, I will most likely not publish them both at the same time. It would just be too hard to promote two books at once. I’ll keep you updated on my progress. Until next time…