This is a dream I had when I was little, this was years ago so I don’t remember the date, like at all.
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So basically, I was running away from my mom who was chasing me with a belt (no, she’s not abusive, she’s hispanic) and suddenly I found myself flying into the air as I ran out the door. I watched in surprise as the air suddenly dropped me off on cloud. Guess who I found there? God and I think the other person was Jesus, I don’t quite remember who it was but I think it was Jesus. I looked up at God who then asked me, “Hello child, what is your wish?” I didn’t quite understand at first because I was still processing the fact that I was actually there until I realized I could make the wish for my mom to stop hitting me. I asked God, “Can you make my mom stop hitting me?” Politely because girl- this is God we’re talking about. God smiled and nodded at me, “I’ll make your mom stop hitting you.” He said as the wind picked me up again as it’s almost landing on the ground, that’s when the dream ends.
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My mom says that it was a sign from God for her to stop hitting me so hard. My mom grew up really poor, was r4p3d (luckily did not get preg) her father was shot when she was 9-10 years old, and she just had a hard life. She didn’t want that for me so she prevented, well I guess I could say she protected me from bad people by scolding me and teaching me what was right and wrong. She hit me whenever I would do something bad, realizing she was becoming like her mother (my grandma) after I told her about my dream, her scolding turned into gentle talks and she would rarely hit me anymore. Yeah, she would scold and hit me on occasions but she didn’t do that often anymore.
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