Recent dreams containing shop page 18

I was walking down the street to my house and then i found my ex boyfriend and we talked and then he kissed me. I felt weird about it so i left, afterwards i found my boyfriend and we made our way to town. Once there we sat down and playfully teased eachother, then a Native American woman came and began beating my boyfriend and broke his foot. I cried for help as this woman ran away. A shop owner began calling the cops but that woman from before came back and sliced my hand open with her knife. Then she looked at my stomach which seemes alot bigger than usual. I then put my hands on my stomach and my boyfriend screamed "Save the baby!" and the woman lunged for my what seemed to be pregnant stomach and stabbed me. I woke uo because i was too scared

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There are two huge towers of glass & steel dwarfing all the other buildings for miles around... suddenly all the alarms in the city, cars, household, shops etc... go off at once and a tsunami of blood rushes through the streets destroying everything, drowning everyone. An apocalypse. A landscape of caked blood & flotsam is left as far as the eye can see, with the twin roofs tops just poking out, a single antenna pointing to heaven. It wobbles momentarily, it all sinks. The end.

Im out shopping and go to the escalator to go to the 2nd floor and my legs begin to tremble. when I go to step off the escalator my legs give out on me and I fall to the ground and cant get up.

Im out shopping and go to the escalater to go to the 2nd floor and my legs begin to tremble. when I go to step off the escalator my legs give out on me and I fall to the ground and cant get up.

Im out shopping and go to the esculator to go to the 2nd floor and my legs begin to weeken. when I go to step off the escalator my legs give out on me and I fall to the ground and cant get up.

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?

I travelled to India with a girl and my dog. We took a taxi to the airport. My dog got washed. We got to India and were in our shabby hotel room, where the walls, and floors, were made of wood. We were sharing our room with two other teenage girls. There was a hole in the floor near one of the beds, and a Christmas tree in the middle. We went to the shops and saw my Dad in a cafe, and a building running around, and then my Dad got on a double decker bus.

It was the day before and I was getting ready for a dance recital. I was super excited and I was getting makeup and bringing pretty clothes and everything. The next morning, my mom took me to a cafe to get me cozy before the recital. We were in a big hurry then because we were going to be late and then when I got there, I was tardy but the dance hadn't started yet. I still had time so I was relieved. Then a fellow dancer of mine was welcoming me, and some of the girls were applying makeup in front of the mirror. I thought I should follow lead, but then I realized I had forgotten something major and had to go back. So I went back and I was in this secluded place with mountains near. It was like something from an ancient folktale with mountain tribes. Then, as I was about to go into a little private shop, a few people caught my eyes. They were, like, wearing gangster clothing and they had big beards and kind of looked like hippies. Except they weren't, because I knew they were gangsters. And as they began to stomp, slowly and rhythmically, through the surroundings, I felt a sense of impending doom, and I was waiting tensely. As I waited, they finally attacked and began to shoot people down. It passed quickly, and I didn't remember much of it. When the attack had finally passed, I felt like I had just woken up from a long dream. I knew I had been subject to a shooting, but it felt really surreal. And since so many people were dead, and there was a loudspeaker talking about how people had died in this recent shooting, I was confused. Did I survive? Or was I dead and just a ghost of my former self, pretending to be alive? Anyways, I was really incredulous because I had just survived this shooting and the news had just been here and they didn't even care about what had happened to me. Then I could go back to my school, but now I had missed the recital and my teacher would be angry at me. So I went back to school for a short while and didn't let anyone see me, and I saw all the other dancers and people congratulating them and I felt disappointed I hadn't attended. But I didn't tell my mom anything and we drove to the psychiatrist because we had an appointment that day. However, I didn't want to tell the psychiatrist what happened. I just hung around the hospital lobby for awhile and the doctor at the front was staring at me. I went to the psychiatrist's office for awhile, and we talked, and then I left. Then my classmates began filing into the same hospital I was in. An alarm went off and everyone was told to remain calm and go with their heads down and their arms covering their heads. The scenery kind of morphed into a school and I felt like we were waiting to be dismissed. So anyways, suddenly all my teachers and the students of my school were there. I was bending down with a bunch of boys near me. I think they were joking around. I saw my history teacher speaking to everyone and once, I caught the head of my psychiatrist. People were telling the kids to remain calm.

I had a baby the baby boy was sick and my husband was sick we didn't have anything left my baby bump was small little money for baby clothes too expensive and i began to shoplift steal