In this dream it was almost as if I was a child again, but I also had my own vehicle and money. It started out with me and my Mother on the same street. I knew if I cried out for help she would hear me and come running so there was a sense of safety.

A Hispanic man was watching me and I had a bad feeling, he suddenly came at me and I started to cry out for my Mom and she surely came and I was delivered out of the hands of the kidnapper.

The second part of the dream was more troubling. I had a friend whose Father was very bad and also the Mother. I went over for a sleep over just to find myself being kidnapped again. This time there was no way to reach my Mother directly.

The plan was that I was going to be brought to an airport and then I would be taken into a very bad place. I prayed to the Lord myself to save me and give me wisdom. I was following the Mother in the Airport and this plan had large cut out rooms. As we were getting to our spot a flight attendant walked by and asked if we needed anything. The Mother quickly responded no, but I knew God sent this woman. And as she passed by me, I reached my hand behind my back and grabbed her shirt and signaled I was in danger and kidnapped.

The flight attendant made a face of knowing and didn’t say a word and she left. The dream kind of shifted there where the Mother placed me in a back room of what seemed to be an apartment. I was knew help was on the way, but would it get there in time before the Father arrived.

The Father then opened the door to the back room and was very angry I was not where he originally planned. I ran to the front room and he was planning to beat me and possibly kill me.

But at that moment I looked over my shoulder and out the front window, I saw the police car and lights. They got there just in time and I knew I had been saved!

What a glorious moment and I thanked God! I knew he had provided this plan of escape! The enemy had been found out and would now go to jail.