Recent dreams containing ego page 4

The dream started at my house. My brother and I were home alone. Then these black vans surrounded our house. I remember being told to "watch out for black vans." I try to get my brother up, saying we have to hide, but he didn't believe me. As one of them walked up to the house, I slammed the door shut and locked it. Sometimes we leave our front door open for fresh air. After I did that, they left us alone for a while, but they were still watching us, watching our every move. I tried to call my mom, or 911, but I guess the men did something to our service too. So we hid and waited. Then I got the bright idea (why, dream me, why) of trying to run to the neighbors house and ask for help. My brother and I took the back door out, but the men were still encircled around the house. They got a hold of me, my brother escaped. They took me to this abandoned, overpopulated house that was in terrible shape. It was in the middle of downtown San Diego, I'm surprised no one saw it. By overpopulated I mean it was filled with other kids I knew, who were also all abducted. We were allowed to roam freely around the house, we just had two unofficial rules to live by. 1: Don't try to escape. 2: DON'T anger The King. We also had these weird tracker collars. They would send signals to The King, and he'd send his little men in black vans to go and kill us, and the black van men were everywhere in the outside world. Who is The King? He's the head honcho, the big kahuna of that house. No one knows who he is, or his motives. In fact, no one knew why we were taken here. Nothing bad was happening (yet), but we knew something sinister was brewing underneath. We were scared shitless. One day, The King revealed himself. He was a short, squatty man, but had the face of a sour lemon. He had a sword tucked in its sheath in his belt loop. He didn't announce him as The King, we just all kind of figured, since he looked way way older than the rest of us. He would just walk around the house, as if he was on patrol. If he didn't like the way you look, he'd kill you. If you attempted to kill him (many did), he'd make sure you die the most brutal death. He was terrifying. I avoided him at all costs. What I saw from him was unfathomable. A transgender boy was having a mental breakdown and wasn't in the right mind. He confronted The King, pleading on his knees that he'd let him go. The King looked down at the boy. "You want to be a boy right?" The kid looked up, a little taken back by this comment. "What does that have to do with anything!?" The kid responded with, getting more frustrated and angry. "I'll help you pass better as a boy." The King grabbed him by his fluffy, pretty-long-for-a-boy hair, and scalped him with his sword. Like, he cut off his hair, and scalp, so all you could see was his brain. He fell over dead. The King did all of this with such a deadpan face. He turned to the boy's body, spat on it, and muttered, "Tranny pig." Everyone watching, and there was a lot of them, turned away once The King turned to walk away. This man was a monster. I saw a lot of kids I knew there, who were from school, dance, the neighborhood, etc. I saw a girl I knew from school and cheer leading on the verge of death, anothr cheerleading classmate, who was also her best friend, cradling her, crying. The King shot the dying one in the thigh, because she tried to escape, leaving her to die slowly. It was pretty merciful, compared to the other methods of punishment. This broke my heart. The two most popular and joyous girls I knew were at utmost despair. Throughout the dream, I could only think about my parents and my brother. Flash forward to another day, I'm walking around the house, like usual, with the rest of the "herd" of abducted children, and I meet up with that one girl who was cradling and crying over her dying best friend. We talked a little, she's very damaged because of what happened to her best friend. She tells me we need to escape. That her friend's death cannot be in vain. I'm very reluctant, but I'm pretty fast on my feet. I agree. We climb over the wall, and run a couple meters from the house. I look back, and I understand why no one sees the kids, or anything that's occurring in that house. There's some sort of protection field that makes it still look like its abandoned from the outside. The sirens go off. Green lazor lights are everywhere. Those represent the locations of the Black Van Men. We make it as far as the freeway. We try to remove the collars but we can't. Then I wake up.

I dreamt when my girlfriend, the one am hoping to marry this year had gone to buy food at night and later i heard she had been arrested by police for trying to break into someone's gate. When i called her number, a police maj picked and i was negotiating with him for her release he told me she will be detained for two weeks

I was transported to a forest because my wits were to be tested. Then after I passed the test I was sent to a fantasy place where an evil Lego jester was taking command of me and several others took him down. The character I remember the best was Lucy from Narnia. When the jester was dead we were taken to a chest and were told that our work was done. Soon we were in the chest and a loud humming noise took place. One by one we turned neon yellow and disappeared. I was flown to my bed and by some magical force put in a particular position and then I woke up.

I was transported to a forest because my wits were to be tested. then after i passed the test i was sent to a fantasy place were an evil lego jester was taking command. me and several others took him down. the charecter i remember the best was lucy from narnia. when the jester was dead we were took to a chest and were told that our work was done. soon we were in the chest and a loud humming noise took place. one by one we turned neon yellow and disapeared. i was flew to my bed and buy some magical force put in a exact position. and then i woke up.

In bed in the house I share with my boyfriend about to go to bed. I hear his son in his room singing and playing with Lego, but my boyfriend does not hear him. I get upset and anxious that I am the only one who can hear my stepson and my boyfriend goes to check and see if he is in his room. He comes back and says no one is there but I continue to hear him playing with Lego from across the hall. I awake feeling unsettled.

I awoke in a land far far away, where their was giant Angels fighting against demons, while an ice cream truck was driving past. Then an earthquake hit cause the ice cream to spill out and freeze the earth. Now I'm in the movie the Ice Age and I'm riding a mammoth with a sloth named Sid. I then meat a saber tooth tiger named Diego and we jump into a portal that leads to Mars. I'm not having brunch with George Clonny, Donald Trump, and Kanye West. Then I'm at the beach swimming with Ariana Grande, Beyoncé, and Rihanna. But then Jaws comes out of nowhere and eats the other people swimming. I grab everyone and make it back to shore where I am greeted by dancing bacon lead by Kevin Bacon. But I'm then entered into a kung fu tournament and I fight Po for the crown as King of the Thespians.

Had buyer's remorse for a new, professionally furnished home with a small and shared backyard. My ex-boyfriend helped me negotiate the cost. Had a conversation with my dead mother while I was driving who said not to buy it. I was anxious to get to an appointment on time.

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