Shelves

Date: 3/24/2020

Sooo I had this dream where it was me, my mom, my nephew and my friend Naomi and my dog. At the time though I didn’t know it was my friend Naomi I just knew there was a fourth person with us. Sooo my mom was driving and I don’t know where we were going but we arrived to this suburban area and we get out of the car and as we do this my mom is telling us the historical background of black people and shelves and how black people were called shelves ( I guess in my dream that was the slur for black people). And so we walk into this White House. And On the patio are these two white guys one is short and young and I guess his older brother was next to him. I was the last one to walk into the house and I heard one of the guys call us shelves. And I look over in their direction and say something along the lines of « I suggest you hold your tongue you bitch ass little dick having ass bitch » and the guy says « idk how to respond to that » and I proceed to thump one of them on the forehead with my hand and I walk into the house. This house was in one of my dreams before but the difference is this house is white and in the previous dreams it was red walls and carpet. I even asked my mom in the dream if the house has ever been red before. She says no. It’s always been white. The house was very small, only a kitchen And a dining room. There was a mini wall separating the two and I walked around it while looking at the floor which was brown wooden floors. The entire house was all crooked the kitchens floor was up higher than the dining room floor by a lot. My mom, nephew and Naomi were sitting at the dining room table and I kept asking my mom if she was sure that the house was never red. She says no. Eventually I have to use the restroom and I ask my dog Angel is he does too. And for some reason I go and pick him up like a baby and head out the door, my nephew says he has to use the bathroom too and I look at him and his eyes are this green/hazel color and I say “okay why don’t we all go?” And my mom is like « no I’ll stay » knowing that she plans on either hurting these boys or these boys plan on hurting her and the house. And so I Decide to not leave I think and to stay here with her. Because though my friend Naomi was there and she could’ve protected my mom, she wasn’t really there at the same time, she was more of an aura than a physical being. But then I woke up THÉ END