I didn’t do much today. It was a obviously boring day again. I went down to file for child support since my case worker said that’s what I had to do to get daycare and medical. I then came home, was grossed out by two dead bugs in my apartment, talked to my mom, did my hair, and cooked dinner.

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Anyways I had another violent dream last night. I was again being attacked by a tall dark skin man. In this dream he was fighting with some girl and I tried to break up the fight. He then hit me. I didn’t even know him, but I was totally pissed. I went to go get my gun and for some reason I was in the tub of a bathroom. I held the gun pointed at the door because when he hit me I told him I was telling my big brother whom was going to beat him down. He came to hit me and saw I had the gun so he held a gun at me. I was ready to shoot him because he hit me, but he walked away and I woke up.

I don’t know why I keep having all this violent dreams, I think God is trying to tell me something, but my Mom has my biblical based dream book. I’m about to give her a call.

Later.