Recent dreams containing nfl page 4

My girlfriend was out drinking with two of her old friends which were bad influences on her and when she got drunk I tried to take care of her but we just ended up fighting and her friends blamed it all on me

I was in an abandoned run down strip mall at night. I was with two other people, they were both young adults, a young man and a young woman. At time I would see myself in the third person, I looked like a vital old man with a strong nose and a head of silver hair. (Though In reality I am 20 years old) We walked into the bowels of the mall and could here the sounds and voices of the city fading behind us. We walked to the end of the corridor and felt an evil presence. Down an escalator at the end of another short corridor was a pile of garbage. in front of it were two dead bodies and a man tall and muscular with a crew cut and pitiless sandy eyes. "What in the name of Christ is going on" I shouted as I ran down the stairs towards him. He acknowledges me with a casual nod and grins. (What he says next is lost to my memory but I remember a chilling fear as a result of his words) Immediately I turned to my companions, I am between them and the killer. "Go get help" A bright light is on their faces yet concealing their eyes in shadow. The girl is two paces from me and the boy a pace behind her. She smile first, a little reluctantly I shift my gaze to the boy and he meets my gaze with a relieved smile. And in a moment they are gone. I turn back to the killer (He says something else that I can not recall) This time his words have no sway. He jogs over to a door in the wall, with a remorseless grin he beckons me to follow. Through the door I got into a small dusty room. The room is small and very dusty filled with metal objects and two metal workbenches in the center. The killer speaks one last time and moves close with his hands outstretched to choke me I assume. I grab his arm and using his momentum throw him down onto the ground. He gets up and continues to assault me. Soon it escalates and he grabs a metal blade. I move in close and disarm him hoping to hold him in check until help arrives. Unfortunately he slips away and now he is slashing and throwing anything sharp he can find at me. I manage to evade him and finally my compassion gives way. I take a long 10 inch blade and drive it down to the grip in his collar bone. He looks at it a moment with disapproval and continues to assault me. Now I am desperate and anything sharp I can find, I plunge into his body. Finally I find a small piece of sheet metal with a tapered edge and drive it into a long wound across his chest where his heart should of been. I throw him over my shoulder and he smashes into the wall and lies crumpled on the ground, a bloody mess. Tears well in my eyes "Why do you live like this aren't you in pain?!" He answers laboring "The pain is great..." Suddenly there is a bubbling sound he pushes himself off the floor and walks slowly toward me. All the metal in him is receding, disappearing into his body until there is no sign of conflict at all. He stands in front of me, puts his arms firmly, almost tenderly on my shoulders "...That is what I want for us" I am shocked no words come to me. He walks me to the door "Wait I have something to show you" He walks around a corner and brings a white towel over to me "look" he says He opens the towel a little bit and I stoop down to see what it is. A can of cat food half opened. light glints off the sharp edges of the lid "Its just cat food I promise" he mumbles as he walks into the shadows of the room. My heart skips a beat and I walk slowly out the door and start down the hall" I take two steps and my heart skips again as I hear from behind me the sound of the metal lid being pulled back from the can.

I was working in a clinic/doctor's office as a newer employee. I am currently a new employee at a bank, but medicine and care is the last place I'd see myself working. All the staff at the clinic in my dream was the same staff I work with at the bank. I worked very hard this shift, and we were open late so I lost track of time and stayed much longer than I had been scheduled. One of the older staffers, who i recently covered a shift for at the bank, praised me and was very greatful i had stayed, as there was an influx of patients as the night got later. Soon it was packed with patients and more coming in. Although we were overwhelmed, I was told to go home. I packed my things, singing along to the radio to Lean On Me while doing so (a child in the waiting room sang along with me), and left. I hadn't realized there was something wrong until I got outside. It was night time, people were running and hurrying and everyone had packed bags and family scurrying around them. Once outside, I could see I was at my university campus. All the commotion stopped me in my tracks, and I could only think to get home to my family, which I instinctively knew was to the right. I started running amongst the people, as they were exiting the campus I was pushing against them and running back in. Among the people running in every direction, I saw my mother (now deceased), younger than I had ever known her. She was scrambling, and I thought she would be running home, but she ran in the opposite direction. On my campus she ran towards the building that I am in frequently, not towards the clinic or the direction of home. I called out to her but he couldn't hear me, even though she turned to look. I caught a glimpse of my brother trying to reach her too, but he looked like he was running home. And then I woke up.

So I went to my cousins who is not really my cousin house and he moved and now he lives in some kind of mansion apparently and my family came over to have dinner and it happened to be kind of dead so he proposed to me that I should come to a party with him but I had to eat first because drinking on an empty stomach is bad. So I had cornflakes and lucky charms with water and then some chicken -hella weird combination. Then he was like okay, let's go- but we didn't want our parents to find out and I also had no clothes and so I was like I need to go home I'll find a dress but instead he took me shopping and bought me this dress and these shoes.then we went to the party and it turned out to be his prom so it was awkward cause I was like I'm not going to get in and there is no drinks at prom except I think it migh have been yr13 and most people were 18 so maybe. Then all of a sudden I found myself in a maths classroom but I was drawing my eyebrows on because I forgot to - and then although it's a girls school this guy I met at the party was in my class because he is gay and prefers going to a girls school I don't know. Then my maths teacher walked in with a man on her arm and it turns out this was my new maths teacher After that I found myself at my nans house where I was trying to get ready for this party which was weird because none of my clothes were there and I was just rapunzeling out the window when my Old childhood friend walked by and was trying to get into the car. He then stopped and was like "gabbey is that you" And I was like - "yeah it's me." And then I told him I was attending a party and he was like I'm going to a restaurant and he got offended he wasn't invited but I told him I was either and so we continued to catch up and he pulled out a box and inside of was a ring and it was like blue white blue diamonds and a silver band and I don't remember where I've seen this goddamn ring - he then looked at me and said "this would make a really good proposal moment" and I was like "ok wtf is happening" and then he told me he was proposing to his actual girlfriend today but he wasn't sure about it anymore because of me and then I woke up

I was sitting happily in a restraunt with my friend Chloe, but in the dream, she was my long lost twin sister. All of the sudden there were gunshots. The shooter was a young female. She attempted to shoot me but just barely missed. She began to un load her gun and drop all of the bullets on the floor. Then she started to sing a song about her brother and a shooting coming again and it not being her. Then I saw a billboard that said D. Thoe Dylan with a weird symbol on it. Soon I tried to get up back into my chair, and was surprised to see a young boy with a gun out. I quickly slid back under the table. But, he saw me. He crouched down to my level and said, "You will be first to die!" Then he shot at me and I screamed. But the bullet that landed on my chest wasnt a bullet, it was a lighter. There was one other bullet that hit me, it hit my arm. The wound on my arm look like this a cutter would inflict upon themselves. I then heard Chloe yelling at me, telling me to wake up, asking me to stay with her. Then the dream became blury, and I woke up.

I'm at a party in my back yard, I go into the garage and something happens in garage and from what I know I was shot in the head…not known if accident, attempted murder or self-inflicted. Everyone is at a loss. I keep trying to talk, but no one can hear me…..except for Robert, he looks to be around 13. He and I are talking, then, I tell him I have to call Suzanne and tell her before she hears it from anyone else. She hears me fine on the phone and is very upset that I have been shot. I try to call the doctor’s office to get an appointment and they say I’m not due for one, even thought my Rx is expiring and the nurse on the other end, she then says it’s too close to your son's wedding. I look out the window and Caryle is pushing a baby stroller (she looks about 30) and on her way into the house. I make an attempt to hide. People are in and out of the house and I want them to leave. Bobby can’t hear me and Robert isn’t able to get his attention. I then realize the only people that I can connect with have already passed away.

Dispute, quarrel, squabble, disagreement, difference of opinion, dissension; discord, friction, strife, antagonism, antipathy, ill will, bad blood, hostility, falling-out, disputation, contention; clash, altercation, shouting match, exchange, war of words; tussle, fracas, affray, wrangle, tangle, passage of/at arms, battle royal, feud, schism "the industrial conflicts of the 1890s"

Conflicts

A serious disagreement or argument, typically a protracted one. "the eternal conflict between the sexes" dispute, quarrel, squabble,disagreement, difference of opinion, dissension;  discord,friction, strife, antagonism,antipathy, ill will, bad blood,hostility, falling-out,disputation, contention;  clash,altercation, shouting match,exchange, war of words; tussle, fracas, affray,wrangle, tangle, passage of/at arms, battle royal, feud,schism

Confrontation, skirmish, brush, encounter, engagement, collision, incident, conflict, fight, battle