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Lots of saints around you in those parts, eh?  That’s a tremendous amount of detail for a dream, which tells me it wasn’t a dream, but something that really happened to you?

Have you ever gone and looked at this?

https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/b/b2/Piasa-Bird-Alton-IL.jpg/800px-Piasa-Bird-Alton-IL.jpg

No, that wasn't a dream. Florida is a dangerous place to live. Especially for children. I was in an orphanage there when I was a child and evil people seemed to be given free rein. They could come there and take a child very easily. Total strangers. I know, it happened to me. Also, so many foster children in Florida don't even get reported missing till much later. But I know that this doesn't only happen in Florida.

I was living in Georgia and in the fifth grade and in a foster home. I was at school one day and this man who I didn't know came into my classroom, said something to my teacher and she called my name. I went up to her desk and saw the man standing there. She told me to go with that man. He took me to a room in the school. It was a small, dark room with one small window letting in some light. Maybe a janitor room or something. At that point there were two men blocking the only door out. They told me that "someone" told them that I had been "talking" too much about certain things. Then started to threaten me and believe it or not, I said, "Get out of my way". Because that made me angry. Then they said that they could make me disappear and that nobody would ever know what happened to me. Then asked, "Do you understand"? I said, "Yeah". They said, "This is your last warning so keep your mouth shut". Then they let me out of that room and I went back to my classroom....They have their people everywhere. Even in schools and churches. They deserve to be exposed for everything they did to me and countless others.

I don't really like talking about my dreams. Some of them came true. Like my daughter being in a car accident a few days after I dreamed about it and my husband going into cardiac arrest the morning after I dreamed about it. I don't like those kind of dreams. I don't want to know what's going to happen that way. My husband would get so irritated with me at times. I would say something and then it happened. He said, "See, if you hadn't said anything, this wouldn't have happened." So I had to start keeping things to myself.

Even though I spoke of frequent dreams, I chose to dismiss them and say that they didn't mean anything. I didn't talk about those dreams. The one I had about five years ago, I believed it was just a dream and didn't talk about it to anybody. But I had no control over dreaming about it. It wouldn't let up till I faced the fact that it wasn't just a dream.

With those frequent dreams I had in the early nineties, what would have happened if I had said that I was having prophetic dreams about disasters and such. And having prophetic visions and people believed me. I mean, that kind of thing is all over youtube. No, I'm not going to be part of that. And I certainly don't need or want that kind of attention. It's a serious thing to mislead people. I chose to make Christian music videos instead.

That's a weird looking bird. It's a bird of prey isn't it? Or does it represent something else? It looks quite...vicious. Evil even.