I've had a dream of where it was in the 1800s about where blacks were treated unkindly but no slavery. I was talking with someone I have never met before. And I ended up coughing and I looked at my hand but all I see is spit. But he sees blood and we go to a black community and I called to a man named John. He put ice on my nose and on my chest. It stopped my coughing but blood still came out. This dream was so real and so vivid, it still in my mind today.