During my stance for marriage, I have had many dreams, but one dream kept coming back, and for a long time, I couldn’t find the interpretation. In the dream, I was getting my hair braided. I told the mysterious braider to stop braiding my hair, and as I got up, she tried to harm me with her scissors. I fought back, and the next thing I knew, she was being escorted down the stairs and out of the building before she could retaliate. (THANK YOU JESUS!) I had seen this hair-braid