31 Jul 2024
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I was in a Catholic Church with my mom. There was some sort of ceremony going on but I’m not sure exactly what kind of religious event it was. I was standing near my mom and the priest, who I recognized as father John from my childhood church. I was wearing a white dress that looked like the kind of dress porcelain dolls wear. He was praying and standing right in front of my mom. It looked like he was blessing her but for some reason she kept shooing him away each time he got near her. I was confused as to why she was doing that so I approached her and asked her why she was behaving that way with the priest. She told me it did not feel right because he was missing some type of symbolic item for the ceremony. I can’t remember what she called it. He came near her one more time and I could see my mom getting frustrated. I let him know that my mom was not comfortable with the blessing due to the item not being in the ceremony. He looked surprised but he understood and said they could not find it. They continued with out it and I walked back towards the back seats of the church. For some reason the priest followed me and said that he heard a couple of people talking about and laughing at my dress and wanted to make sure I was okay. I looked over at the people that were near me and it was 2 girls and a guy who looked around my age, they just stared at me and smiled. I shrugged my shoulders and said I didn’t really care because the only reason I wore the dress was because my mom asked me to and gave it to me. It was just for the ceremony. I got up from my seat and walked towards the front of the church to grab something and once again the priest followed me. When I bent down to grab a box from under a table, father John grabbed me from behind and put his body against my back. I asked him why he thought it was okay to grab me like that and said what the fuck are you doing. He responded that he was just making sure no one looked at me because of the dress I was wearing. I got pretty upset and I cursed at him. He walked away from the uncomfortable situation and I decided to go back to sit at one of the seats. This time I made my way towards the right side of the church and saw there was an open seat next to a little girl. When I approached her I noticed the bench was pushed up and I wasn’t able to sit down. Someone noticed and offered to put the seat down for me. When I sat down the little girl looked like she was alone and I started talking to her. I realized how uncomfortable the dress I was wearing was and wanted to go to my car to change into a spare outfit I had, which was more comfortable and more my style. I told the little girl I’d be right back and to wait for me. As I made my way outside to the parking lot, I woke up.
