We all have scary dreams sometimes and can haunt us even when we wake up. A few days ago, I dreamed that I saw our home burning but then when I went inside the house, everything was normal. My mother told me that God protected our home. And then last night, I had another similar dream. (It's a long story but I'll try to keep it short as much as I can. 😆)
My mother and I were in a house and I heard a soft thud inside a room. We checked it and found an old cross lying on the floor, I assumed it came out from the television beside it. (I can't rememer the program airing on the television.) I asked my mother I should pick the cross and she told me to get it. When I picked it I saw something written on the wall. It says that you can make a wish on the cross but you should only keep it to yourself. My mother began speaking her wish out loud and I hushed her immediately, reminding of the rule. I had a couple of wishes but I remember wishing for safety.
We then went to an open field where a mass was being held. There was a huge crowd but we were able to sit somewhere are the right wing. Later on, a lady in front of us kept staring on my mother's feet. I overheard her whisper to the guy beside her and said that my mother's shoes was beautiful. I leaned forward to peek on my mother's feet but surprised to see she's barefoot. However, there were like black tattoo lines on her feet. Maybe she wished for people to see her beautiful despite whatever her look is? 😆
Then we found ourselves sitting at the front row. There was a concrete stage in front and people are lining up by batch to enter a door. I realized we are all wearing white while the staff of the mass were all in black shirt. I observed the people lining up on the stage and noticed that their shirts turn black after coming out from the door. Without saying anything, my mother stood and walked up to the stage. Maybe it was already her turn. I then asked the person beside me if what was happening. He said that they are baptizing people. My mother came out but her shirt didn't turn black, surprisingly. It was red! Lol.
"27!!!", a staff standing below the stage and shouting to the crowd captured my attention. And then I noticed he was staring at me. I didn't realize we had tags pinned on our chests! The numbers were as long as a phone number and mine was ending in 27. I stood and quickly went to the stage. I opened the door and went inside the room.
It was a small room with a staff of around 5 busy doing office works. I stood in front of a chair and waited what will happen next. While observing the surroundings, I noticed a familiar face. It was my snobbish gay classmate from college. Of course, he was still snob in my dream. Later on, a lady went to the table behind me while talking to someone over the phone. I think I heard her tell me to sit but I am not sure so I continued standing. I brought out a candy as thin and of the size of the double mint bubblegum and ate it little by little like a hamster. 😆 Another familiar face burst in the room and asked why they are not resuming. It was another college classmate. 😬
A man sitting near me replied at her and said it was my punishment for not listening or paying attention. As the staff who shouted my number outside went inside the room, my old classmate explained that it was pointless because it will just cause delay and people outside will be waiting longer. The man doesn't care and said it was still my fault. But after a short pause, he suggested that maybe I can do the office works for 1 week as punishment. Then the staff who came in added that I should memorize all their names too.
Finally, I spoke up and told them that I can do that. I went in front of the guy staff and began reading his name written on his ID. He has four names and remembered at least three of his names: Whaleson Candecuct Valendezuela.
I woke up before memorizing the fourth name. I wasn't baptized. I don't know if that's a good or bad thing but maybe it was a protection from the cross I found at the beginning of my dream. Or due to my wish of being safe.
I was creeped out when I woke up from this dream and immediately made the sign of the cross. That congregation felt like a baptismal for a cult. Lol.
(I searched the name on the internet but found nothing except for a whale cartoon character for the name Whaleson. 😆)
