Recent dreams containing kitchen page 11

Iam in my school with my PT sir is siting on a chair beside me a 17 yr old girl standing beside him and a boy is leaving the school I go in very small a 3-wall room with a boy sleeping on the bed I try to wake him up to leave the boy out of school but he did not wake up suddenly I noticed a ladder going up to a big attic I curious climbed up and saw a skeleton who is listening to some music on a radio he is angry that I disturbed him he chases me down the ladder and I run out of the room to my sir and I tell him the tale so he sends the girl to fight him. for a few while she fought him punching and kicking him then the skeleton defeated her then I stepped up and asked him to be my friend and he agreed next I saw that I was playing with my friends around some trailers then I met a woman sitting on a chair with three cats sitting on her side she asked me to choose one and I chose a Persian cat then she told me to call my friends to choose theirs. then we got promoted to a higher rank we got a new room it was no different from the previous 3-walled room then I noticed a door .when I opened it a wave of happiness gripped me . an English kitchen painted dark blue- the refrigerator, the floor , the window - everything then I cooked food for everyone and ofcourse the cats after we finished our food our session was over( this school I stayed in was a combination of a hostel, an academy, a kindergarten and a school.)my mom came to take me home I took the cat too I made a home for her in my terrace and put her in her bed.

Kangaroo in my kitchen

Blood dripping from the ceiling. Demon in kitchen

I dreamt of my dad, who died 4 years ago. He was alive in the dream. He liked my kitchen table, but did not want to buy a new one and put it together, so I gave him my table. He then bought me a new one to assemble myself.

I was in a school gymnasium. shiny floors of the basketball court... red and white line markers on the floor of the court. i am standing in the middle of the gymnasium, the bleachers are full of people. I can see them, notice their clothes and feel that I know who they are... however, I cannot see any of their faces. They have blank faces. Like skin pulled down over them or something. No features, just flat skin colored faces.They do have their hair, I believe... though none stood out that I recall. In front of me is a man in all black. pants, long sleeves, and a black ski mask. He has a knife... a jagged edge knife like a hunting knife or something. He is repeatedly stabbing my mother who is hunched over and dressed in some sort of dress or long skirt and long sleeves. I cannot see my mothers face but I knew it was her. I start screaming and trying to run towards them but cannot move. All of a sudden, an old friend from school 3-12th grade friend, Cory was beside me with his arm around me as though he were comforting me. His face was the only one I could see in the whole nightmare. All of a sudden, my mother drops to the floor and lots of blood. The man swings his head up and looks at me straight in the eyes. I can see his medium brown almond shaped eyes. the skin around them was of a light brown color. He lunged towards me to come after me and I was able to turn and run - this is where I woke up. When I woke up, I was hysterical and as if in another world. one that I couldnt get out of. My roommates say I satt in the closet for three days. Rocking and crying and talking about my mother being dead and that he was coming for me. All I remember is that anytime I would close my eyes, it would continue so I didnt want to go to sleep. The next thing I know, or realize, or came to... so to speak... I was standing in the kitchen cooking macaroni on the stove and my friend was standing there looking at me and asking what I was doing. I dont remember coming out of this state at all. If three people hadnt told me and were all very serious about the fact that I had been in the closet freaking out for three days and nobody could calm me down or get me out of that place or state I was in.... I wouldnt believe it. I didnt think I had been there for three days, nor did I remember a lot of what they said I was doing... All I know is what I felt and what seemed so real to me to this day. I usually dont remember details like these from my dreams/nightmares... this one didnt feel like a dream... it felt like reality. people continue to tell me it was only a dream, but all I can say is that I have never had a dream feel like this or put me into such a scary and helpless place. I never EVER want to go there again. This was when I was 18yrs old. Since, my mother has passed from alcoholism when I was 33.I am 40 now.

I found myself at my childhood house on my fathers side. I wanted to buy it for sentimental reasons. As I looked at the house form the outside parts of it were falling apart in rubble. there was a bear in one of the rubbled rooms. Later I seen a lion and another zoo animal. I happened to think that the zoo was nearby and some of the animals must have escaped. I went into the house and there were old relics there from our home years ago. Most I didn't recognize but a ceramic jar which was now cracked. I went into the kitchen of the home and a realtor was there. As I was talking to her about trying to fix the home I turned around and my father was there. He still had hair and it was black and he had a neatly groomed beard, which he never wore in life. He looked young and healthy and smiled at me. I turned and hugged my father and cried a little as I was so happy to see him. I turned to the realtor and whispered to her; "you don't understand, my dad has been dead for about ten years and I am so happy to see him." I didn't want him to hear as I was afraid if he did hear me, he would have to leave. I looked at the realtor and asked her if the city was giving out any money to help fix dilapidated buildings and she said no, but I could have it for the back taxes.

In my dream I was being set up with someone and when we met it turned out to be my ex. After a while we went to his roommate's house and hung out with some friends, but he kept looking at me and only talking to me. When I went into the kitchen he followed me even thought his grandfather as there to talk to him. His attention was solely on me

After swim practice we drove to pick up my mom. Group of old friends I joined. Jewish parents fed us pizza with ice cream. Donald Trump presidential candidate was there telling us which airplane to go on. Not the one with the pagans. he wrote a white letter on each painting in the kitchen. Girl cut me my nose was bleeding I wiped it off with white napkin. cousins. Kids having white wine

My husband and I had a baby girl and I was busy with stuff around the house, so I set her in an open drawer in the kitchen, some time past and I forgot she was there and when I remembered about her, she was dead.

I had a dream that I was in Hawaii with my best friend and I was down on the beach. You had to walk down a flight of stone stairs to get to the beach. As I was sitting down on the beach, I took my hoodie and shirt off, my ex-girlfriend and one of her friends who I didn't recognize were watching me. I acted like I didn't see her and she didn't want to be seen by me. I went back home. After I was home I heard the door open and my ex-girlfriend and her friend were inside my house but they didn't want to be seen and I acted like I didn't see them, again. They began moving around my house through the hallways. I finally got up and approached them. She said she loved me. We moved to the kitchen where my mom and grandma were. Then I woke up.