I dreamt when I was going on the road where I was born from. I happened to be with others whom I couldn't recognize well as we happened to be carrying sign posts.
Some two busses bypassed us and the last bus almost knocked me. I went to the right side of the road where there was some downer slop and in front of me, there was a bridge and water was passing down the road. When the bus passed, I got back to the road and walked. I was like incase the bus found me already at the bridge, I was gonna fall there but thank God when the bus almost knocked me, I had not yet reached the Bridge. I later saw a person I couldn't understand but it's as if he was showing me that the waters down the bridge were not too deep. Then I left the place and as I continued, I met a lady of a bout 14 years and she told me that they have a garden of Sweet potatoes and she happened to be eating one and later I got out of the dream