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ts along with no one. Not even her nine children. Everywhere she lives, he has to go there to mediate the fights she would get into with her friends and neighbors. She was called a ‘war boat.’Jamaicans are creative people.I remembered my dream and called one of her neighbors to alert him and no one answered.I prayed.He remembered my dream and went to the police station in that area.The tenant was there and the police officer was about to leave with her because she told the police that her landlord's son threatened her and pulled a gun on her!The word, ‘gun’ was what the police need to hear to come and shoot you then asked questions. Jamaica’s police brutality history is worst than most countries in the world. The Jamaican police are probably the only humans that can ask dead people questions.Weird ah?When he told the police what happened, Officer Grant looked at her in anger and asked, “if he had pulled a gun on you, would he be here?”She admitted to lying. The officer demands that she pay her rent and thank my husband for doing the right thing by coming in.My husband came home trembling in fear. He sat and stared at me for a while, then said, “I am afraid of you.”I wonder, is that a good thing?I too am afraid of myself. I have many dreams warning me of things in my life and I listened. Struggled to find answers and heal me.The Dreamtracer’s Gift is packed with my dreams warning me of things coming my way. This story is one of many times, my dreams warned and helped me to make better choices and decisions.Dreams really don’t walk straight!More about me:<a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09YBM8R47?ref_=pe_3052080_397514860">https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09YBM8R47?ref_=pe_3052080_397514860</a><a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/ArtisticYouDesigns">https://www.etsy.com/shop/ArtisticYouDesigns</a>Thank you for reading this piece. I hope you enjoy it and will savor more from some talented writers on this platform, whose links are below.<a href="https://medium.com/@jennifer-dunne?source=post_page-----54469a0caf66--------------------------------">Jennifer Dunne</a><div id="c643" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/the-weirdest-dream-i-ever-had-54469a0caf66"> <div> <div> <h2>The Weirdest Dream I Ever Had</h2>

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Dreams Don’t Walk Straight In My Culture

In response to Dancing Elephants prompt #29 of 52

Dreams also create bonds in our family and do possess the power to mend fences, bringing us together in ways weddings and funerals can’t.

My dreams are realistic and warn, guide, and protect me along a better path to a better life.

In my culture, we were raised to listen to our dreams. “Dreams don’t walk straight,” is a saying that was nailed into our brains as children and kept repeating until it’s etched. This way, whatever dreams we have, we seek wisdom and guidance from the elders in our family or community. Then we alert our loved ones to put them on guard.

This means, that if I dreamt that something happened to my mother because dreams don’t walk straight, my dreams could be about another family member. Dreams also create bonds in our family and do possess the power to mend fences, bringing us together in ways weddings and funerals can’t.

I had a dream, that I was walking on the road in the area close to where my husband’s mother lived. A police officer was calling out to me in his police car as I was walking in exercise tights. I walk a lot for exercise. I paused, reading the want into his eyes as he surveyed my curves. Reality touched me and I nodded no and kept walking.

He pulled up beside me and started to sexually harass me, and I defended myself as a small crowd gathered. Jamaicans hate and don’t trust the police. Glancing at the hate and anger in the eyes of the crowd, he went into his car and drove away.

I woke up and hugged my husband beside me who was snoring like a Mack truck.

I got scared because I no longer lived in that area and hasn’t lived there for more than fifteen years.

The next morning I told him my dreams and he said what all Jamaicans say, ‘Dreams don’t walk straight.’”

Then we prayed for all of our family and the people in our lives.

Three days later he got a call from his mother that one of her tenants was threatening her and refused to pay her rent.

The number three means death in my culture!

Like a good son, he went to his mother’s aid. When he arrived, the tenant got terrified, promised to pay her rent, and left.

His mother was very cantankerous and gets along with no one. Not even her nine children. Everywhere she lives, he has to go there to mediate the fights she would get into with her friends and neighbors. She was called a ‘war boat.’

Jamaicans are creative people.

I remembered my dream and called one of her neighbors to alert him and no one answered.

I prayed.

He remembered my dream and went to the police station in that area.

The tenant was there and the police officer was about to leave with her because she told the police that her landlord's son threatened her and pulled a gun on her!

The word, ‘gun’ was what the police need to hear to come and shoot you then asked questions. Jamaica’s police brutality history is worst than most countries in the world. The Jamaican police are probably the only humans that can ask dead people questions.

Weird ah?

When he told the police what happened, Officer Grant looked at her in anger and asked, “if he had pulled a gun on you, would he be here?”

She admitted to lying. The officer demands that she pay her rent and thank my husband for doing the right thing by coming in.

My husband came home trembling in fear. He sat and stared at me for a while, then said, “I am afraid of you.”

I wonder, is that a good thing?

I too am afraid of myself. I have many dreams warning me of things in my life and I listened. Struggled to find answers and heal me.

The Dreamtracer’s Gift is packed with my dreams warning me of things coming my way. This story is one of many times, my dreams warned and helped me to make better choices and decisions.

Dreams really don’t walk straight!

More about me:

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09YBM8R47?ref_=pe_3052080_397514860

https://www.etsy.com/shop/ArtisticYouDesigns

Thank you for reading this piece. I hope you enjoy it and will savor more from some talented writers on this platform, whose links are below.

Jennifer Dunne