Recent dreams containing bottles page 2

Last night I dreamed there were two sisters; one was around five the other was about sixteen. The older one had dark colored skin (a few degrees darker than caramel, but not as dark as chocolate) with brown eyes and thick black hair that fell to her back. I never actually saw the younger one, but she had a presence. I was wearing this white dress with a ribbon around the middle. I was suppose to protect them both from a stalker, I think I was hired. The stalker had already gotten to them once and it resulted in the older sister getting raped and now he was trying to get to them both, whether to kill them or worse. Anyways, we were moving quickly to another safe house. When we got there we rushed inside because I thought we were being followed. Inside the House was almost all white, even the steps on the staircase (of which there was only one). There were no lamps and the only light seemed to come from a large window above the door we just entered. The light illuminated the wall we were facing which had only three things of note. One a staircase, which was also white to the point where you wouldn’t be able to see it without the shadowed outline of the steps. Two, a romanesque doorway with no door that was to the left of the staircase. Three, a white door at the top of the staircase. The only color was the floor, which was a glossy, rich deep reddish-brown wood. There was a banging from the door behind us and without turning around we ran up the staircase and through the door at the top. as the door swung shut I saw the Man and about twenty others, dressed as security personnel, siege the House. He was older and tall with salt with pepper hair and dark, glittering, eyes that were so dark you couldn’t tell where the pupil was. His face was lined, though not heavily, a little around the eyes and mouth. I saw a lot before the door closed. We faced another problem in the shape of three identical doors. We chose one at random and continued to flee through the House. Door after door after identical door we ran. eventually we came to a small room. It looked like a child’s bedroom, the walls were purple and pink and there was a twin bed covered with stuffed animals. There were two windows that I planned to be our escape. Before we could leave I had to go back and lock all the doors we came through. This was of vital importance in the dream because i thought it would buy us time. So I told the girls to stay put and back I went through the endless maze of doors, back to the first door. As I locked it, I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and knew I didn’t have much time. So I quickly worked backwards hoping the locked doors would slow them down and I would have time to make it back to the girls and out of the window. One of the doors lead to a pale bedroom with a king sized bed and with a pair of french doors on one side that would serve as my shortcut. I turned my back to lock the door, but it took longer to lock because the hinges were loose so I had to lift the door to lock it. As I turned towards the doors that were to be my escape, I panicked… They were blocked. A white vanity covered my only other escape route. The top of the vanity was covered with small nick-nacks such as glass bottles, small statues, books, and jewelry. I didn’t know how it could have happened because a few minutes before the doors were unobstructed. I rush over to move it out of the way, knowing I spent too much time already because I could hear doors faintly crash open behind me. I notice that no matter how hard I pushed against the table it wouldn’t budge, fear seized me when I noticed it was bolted to the floor. I was confused and terrified. Confused because I didn’t know how the vanity could have moved there or how it could have been bolted down without me knowing; terrified because my only other means of escape was through the door I just locked. A chuckle filled the room. It was deep and cold and numbing all at once and what was worse was that it wasn’t from me. I turned to see the Man leaning against the frame of the door behind me. “What do we have here?” His voice was accented, British, I think. He sounded amused and curious, though, like I was some strange animal not behaving as it should. He approached me with swagger and nonchalance, knowing very well that I was trapped and well past the state of panic and barely keeping it together. I knew then what it was like to be a cornered animal; standing in front of him stock still, heartbeat rising along with adrenaline. While I was panicking he just smiled at me. It was a predatory smile and I slowly started backing away. I knew I could not go anywhere, he knew it too, and his smile widen when I ran into the vanity. the baubles on top jangled. When he got within arms reach and politely said, “Pleasure to meet you.” That snapped me out of whatever weird, hypnotic fear I was in and I reacted instinctively and impetuously. I reached behind me and grabbed statue from the vanity behind me. He was shocked and stumbled back. Using this to my advantage I foolishly tried to move the vanity. I heard a laugh behind me. He had recovered and was chuckling at my sad attempts at escape. I was still facing away from him and a sense of hopelessness washed over me. I felt him come up behind me and say, “Are you quite done?” I lowered my head and I felt his hand on my shoulder as he slowly made me face him. He took out this wickedly sharp knife and started playing with my dress. “Such a shame to ruin such a lovely dress.” The blade pierced the fabric at the back of the dress and I felt the cool metal graze my skin. I could not take it anymore so I turn around and tried to get as far away from him as possible. I made my way across the room hoping to unlock the door on the other side. I only got a few steps before my legs gave out and I sank to the floor. I sat there, holding what was left of my tattered dress to by body, as he walked around me. He crouched down and I looked up at him. I was so afraid I was tearing up “Please, don’t. Just please.” He just smile and touched my face, I tried to flinch but he held my head in place. “Come now, that’s enough of that.” he said, and he drew my face towards his and then… I woke up.

Rape and murder and blood and fire and bottles

My boyfriend leaves to run some errands. A Beautiful Woman walks up to my boyfriend and I's house. She has two water bottles. She smiles and nods. I open the door and she asks if my boyfriend is home. I tell her no. I ask who she is. She says her name. I tell her I am his fiance. She tells me they go out to lunch often and she assumed he was single. I text my boyfriend asking about it and he doesn't reply. I tell her I can see why he would like her since she is much prettier than me. She smiles. Her friend comes up and tells me that girl really likes him and they had no idea my boyfriend was dating me. The beautiful woman then says "I don't know. Maybe he thought I was a different person." It flashes to my boyfriend, the girl and some of his bosses and people he works with. They are playing a game. My boyfriend and the woman are sitting next to each other and are winning the game. They keep high fiving and then i take out a video camera and start videoing them. None of them know I'm there. I watch the video and I see her reach under the table and grab my boyfriends hand. He looks over at her and smiles and continues playing. I feel sick.

Break wine glasses and bottles on a kitchen floor

I had the most bizarre dream ever last night and you were in it! It was set at Camelot and I was really upset because I didn't have time to do my makeup before my first set and for some reason I was wearing my glasses. Customers were really nice to me about it, but I was embarrassed. For some reason, Camelot looked nothing like it typically does and had three floors. You could lean over the second floor to see who was sitting on the bottom floor and there were some kids from my high school there… I didn't speak to them and went back to the dressing room which resembled a classroom. All of the sudden gunshots rang out and Vivian and I hid inside a little closet. Then there was a voice over the loudspeaker that the shooting was over but that three people had been injured but not killed. All of these people from my high school then came into this classroom/dressing room. I really wanted a drink so I went to this tiny fridge in the back which was similar to a mini-bar at a hotel… some of the mini bottles were empty, but I picked a little thing of Smirnoff Ice (gross). Then you came in and started using a computer in the back of the room. Everyone was eating St. Patrick's Day cake and saying that you were the shooter and no one would speak to you… I remember someone saying something like "she took a charge for her man."

I am sitting at a table side by side with a guy. We start kissing in church of all places. I remember thinking,, God please let him be the one. This guy in my dream kissed me right, held me right, looked the way I liked. Next thing I know there is a couple sitting with us. The girl was in front of us and the guy was behind us. The were making comments about us, how cute we were with each other, what a good looking couple we made etc. The in remember them pushing bottles and cans under our chairs. I remember feeling content and happy with this guy. Feeling complete

Walked a long way with work colleague (both female) toward a friend's (who's male) beach house. Once there, my colleague proceeded to fill her empty beer bottles with top shelf beer from my friends refrigerator. I tried to stop her and asked her to instead look at the view. My male friend was there toward the end of the dream as well.

It was dark, I was in a field, and the sky was lit up with street lights. About a football field away was a jail like building with a parking lot on top that didn’t have way to get to it that I recognized as a school. I was standing in the field filling water bottles that were sitting on a white fold up table with two people dressed just like me that I never look at close enough to recognize. Coach Street appeared and said “the security here is getting like weirdly crazy”. Then I noticed a line of white bobcats facing away from us, but driving toward us. There was a security guard in all black driving the cart and another guard walking beside it. As the cart got closer I could see that there were to people in the bed of the cart. There were kids I recognized from school in the carts and they were dressed for school and had their backpack. They looked really sad. Coach Street started to walk towards one of the carts and a security guard comes up and stops him.

I got so mad of my husband having to whisper something to a lady so I throw a glass of bottles to this lady's house and broken glass was everywhere infront of this lady's house

2 girls and o e boy were together on bunk beds someone knocks on the door the girl says she'll go. The boy and girl are dropping bottles in a hole of water in the floor. They open the floor and all the water is all gone and they cant find there bag of marijuana. They look outside and cops are everywhere they're searching the curtains and dresser and she put it in her bra