Recent dreams containing book page 12

Had a dream last night where the owner of Anderson's Bookshop yelled at me for staring through the windows and then, banned me when I protested. And that somehow led to severed ties with WONC. Someone wanna tell me what that means?

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.

I was in school, and we were selling something. Then we were preparing for a big war at the end of school against some barbarians. On the last day of school, we had to choose a weapon. I managed to get a small mace, about the size of something you would get from a toy vending machine. I was kind of disappointed, but then I saw someone had drawn a stuffed animal, so I felt better about myself. So some people were relaxing, we had to clean out our desks, and there were a bunch of thin books in my desk. There were also drinks. I was kind of worried about the war, and I wondered who were the barbarians. The teacher told us we were allowed to kill, so I guessed that they weren't teachers. So I went outside and started swinging around the mace to practice, and accidentally hit my own hand a few times. It bled but it didn't hurt.

Babysitting 19 kids and counting. sort of in a video game world. My husband read a chapter book out loud to them and got in trouble with the mom, but talked himself out of trouble. I cant remember the rest.

I saw my ex boyfriend and i run after him when he goes outside and in my garage i see a lot books packed neatly in three suitcases besides my car.

I was inside the images in my biology textbook. I was being chased by DNA polymerase in the picture. School. Science.

I was with two other kids from my Jazz Band class and we were outside doing parkour on these stacks on cinder block. In between the stacks was nothing it was all dark. The three of us had our book bags on and mine was really heavy and it was dragging me down and i was also carrying my grey jacket and i left it on one of the stacks and when i got to the check point i noticed i didnt have it but i was sad

My grandmother come to a hotel where I work and had a room booked , my living father comes in, greets my staff, and worked to get them a room next to each other. I woke up. My grand =mother has passed away and my father is not in good health.

My dream began with my father giving me money to purchase both cigarettes and pot. Why? I have no idea really. Anyway I was looking to buy cigarettes first and the first place I had gone to didn't carry them, so I rode my bike to the second place and purchased them. On my way back I took a path I don't usually take and found a phone on the ground, I soon realized this was my old phone that I had lost when something told me to attempt to put my old password in. However it looked different than the phone that I recall losing. Anyway after opening it I discovered a massive amount of pornography on the phone.. Strange because I never looked that sort of thing up on my phone at all. Anyway later in the dream I was suppose to meet up with a friend of mine that I kept trying to get a hold of but for some reason couldn't, we were meeting up at the mall, well while at the mall I ended up in a book store and try to steal a book. As I'm leaving I run into a guy I used to like who approaches me by saying "hey wanna play a game?" Unsure what this was about, however still very attracted to the guy I agree to play and ask what game! He replies "we make out for sixty seconds, right here in front of everyone" so given that I still had a decent amount of attraction for the guy I agreed and began making out with him in public, not really caring who was watching, and completely forgetting I had somewhere to be.. Then after we stopped kissing, he told me round two was the same thing this time it invoked gum, so he began to chew a piece of gum he inserted into his mouth and pushed his lips against mine, passionately making out with me again, in public for everyone to see, this time passing the gum from his mouth to mine. When we stopped he just laid on top of me and told me that he had heard from my cousins that my friend I was suppose to meet up with was looking for me? I was confused as to how he knew that information but more nervous that I kept my friend waiting a long time and left the book store and ran through the mall looking for him, I woke up shortly after.

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