28 Dec 2025
Dream
Seth and I were in the car and I was driving. We were on the interstate and my exit to get off the interstate was coming up so I changed lanes and got on the exit ramp. When I was on the exit ramp, I sped past a cop and the cop ended up pulling us over because I was going a little over the speed limit. The cop asked me to step out of the car and I did. The cop and I walked behind my car and he asked me to do some sort of test where I held my hands together behind my back and to lift one leg and when I put my hands behind my back and lift my leg, I was shaking because I was nervous and I started to stumble over and stopped myself by putting my hand on the car. The cop then said I was under the influence and said he was going to search the car even though I wasn’t under the influence. The cop then got Seth out of the car and began to search the car. The cop started searching the backseat on the drivers side and immediately pulled out a used needle. Seth and I didn’t say anything. So the cop said he would arrest us both and Seth gave me a look as if he were telling me to claim the used needle and say it was mine. That’s when a second officer pulled up, got out of his car, and immediately went to where Seth was standing, turned Seth around, and started putting Seth’s hands behind his back while the first officer who pulled us over begin to do the same thing with me and while putting me in handcuffs, he said, “you know, Seth already has pending charges, one being a gun charge, if seth catches this new charge, he’s going away for a very long time.” I looked over at Seth and then said, “don’t arrest him, it’s mine. The needle is mine.” And I started to cry because I had a feeling that Seth wasn’t going to come and bond me out of jail and that Seth purposely put a used needle in my backseat to get me arrested. Then I looked at Seth and told him to call Ms Miranda to bond me out right now. Seth said “don’t worry, I’m calling her now and Ill be there to bond you out. You won’t even have to dress out.” While in handcuffs, the officer walked me over to his car and put me in the backseat. Next thing I remember is I’m at the jail and I’m waiting to see the magistrate, but, while I was waiting, they let me use the phone to try and call Seth. When I called his phone, it went straight to voicemail. I called again and it went straight to voicemail again. I started worrying in my head and kept thinking, “I knew he was going to do this to me!” And started praying that the magistrate let me out on a written promise to show up to court since it was a drug paraphernalia charge and it was just a single used needle and how I haven’t been in trouble in over 7 or 8 years! Then I woke up.
