I walk into church full of people with a sense of bewilderment moving down an aisle. The church was very large with wood columns and stained glass windows. Two of my female cousins hurriedly walk in front of me with the same dress, pink/rose colored, saying to me "you need to get ready". I respond in shock "for what" and they say that I am getting married. I say what's going on and who is it? I don't know who I am marrying. As I walk through the crowded church, I see my mother to the side intently looking at an ornate dress (white net with large gems) on what appeared to be a dead woman with a crown laying on a satin bed/altar. I look at her afraidly with the thought, I hope she is not trying to make me wear the dead lady's dress. Next, my two cousins and I move through double doors to a different room and they say let's put on your dress as they tell me that I have a good one. I ask who, they respond with the name of an old friend. I proceed to put on the dress which is green with beading thinking it is an odd color but beautiful. I wake up.
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