Mine is a dream that has significance because of the events that surronded it as well. I was about 12-14. I had a reaccuring dream that I was driving down the streats in Seattle, with various relatives. The driver would round a corner to a susquatch coming out of the woods. I would point at it in fear and begin to yell. The driver would always say, "it is your imagination, there is nothing to fear."
20 years later I learned that my uncle had tried to molest me. I told my mother, who told her mother, who talked to him. He promised not to try anything like that again. Everyone went on their merry way. He raped and/or molested several of my cousins as a result of there "being nothing to fear."
I truly thank God that my mom protected me and my sisters. I hate that the extended family lived in denial causing many young lives to be ruined.
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