I wrote this in the "ghost" stories section, but i'll re-post it in this thread.
I dreamt that me and my sis was getting ready to go to the hmong new year. We were dressed up in hmong clothes and my two brothers were waiting in their cars to take us to the new year. I got in my second oldest bro’s car and my sis got in my oldest bro’s car. Instead of driving us to the new year, both my bros dropped my sis and me off at a funeral home. My dress was kind of loose so I asked my sister to help me tie my sash on tighter. When she was tying on the sash, I looked around and no one else was in hmong clothes but me! The og’s were giving me the looks like “why is she in hmong clothes.” I wasn’t scared until I heard two hmong ladies saying, “ohh, tus tub Tommy no, lawv cia nws tus ntsuj plig ua si ib week xub ces nws ua rov qab los txhob ib tus neeg mus ua nws tus poj niam.” That was when I got scared because when I looked down on myself, I was the only one in hmong clothes and my hmong clothes were the traditional ones ( black shirt with blue cuffs, red sash and white dress).
I told my mom but she assured me that it’s nothing to worry about. She said in order to take away the bad luck I have to trade it…so she advised me to go buy a $1 scratcher so that I can trade my bad luck with it. IDK, that’s what she told me, I haven’t even done so.