This is a recurring dream from my younger years, also.

Day Day got shot!

Day Day the actor!

Like, what?

He was at a basketball game.

It looked like we were at an official professional game.

There were a lot of people on the floor while this black guy was talking.

I don’t know who he was, but obviously, he was “gangster” as all get out!

Day Day came onto the court, and he tried to take the mic from the guy.

But Day Day ended up getting pushed away roughly by the guy and his “goons.”

For some reason, Day Day’s car was on the court, and he went directly to it.

I was right in the middle of it, front and center.

In my head, I was like, “Oh my god… He’s about to get a gun!”

So this girl and I crouched down behind a counter or large cart.

And that’s when the shooting began.

We couldn’t run, or we may have been hit.

That’s how close we were to it.

Day Day shot first, but it looked like he got hit first.

He came behind the counter, and he was leaking blood onto the top of my head while holding his chest.

I was saying a prayer in my head.

“Please don’t let my head get shot.”

Because although we were crouched down, the tops of our heads were still slightly above the counter.

They were still shooting, and everyone was screaming and running.

I don’t know what happened with Day Day or if he lived or died because I woke up.

I really don’t know what to say.

I always say that recurring dreams are definitely going to happen.

They’re messages.

I hope that this isn’t true.

He may not get shot.

The dreams may just be symbolic of something.

I’ll figure it out.