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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 *****less. 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.
2017-03-18 10:55:18
ok so Ive always have had vivid dreams, but this one is to much I need help so it started about a month ago. I dream I'm in the most perfect place in the world every one cares about me and treats me nice like I am important i had a house and a father figure and every thing and the most beautyfull girlfriend ever but every one has a face but no facial features or anything like eyes kinda like a blank so i live on my one in a nice house with a yard and flowers like a garden i don't remember much of what i did but i know i was happy so i go with the dream, it ends and i wake up for the next few days same dream but it advances to where i meet this girls parents (i don't know her name i just cant remember) and we have a blast but then when i wake up i feel happy and sad at the same time kinda torn so a while passes still advancing and i feel myself wanting to sleep more and more and every time i end up seeing her and i even long for her i even fall asleep in school and see her so its about 2/11/17 and I'm talking to her and say i love her and she feels the same way we kiss in my dream but when i wake up i feel extreamly happy and a weird feeling so now right before i fall asleep i actually subconsciously hug a pillow and kiss it and ask to visit her (i know that sounds weird but bare with me) so i heard a voice say always and i fall asleep and visit her but today 2/15/17 at around 10 pm i do the rutine but this time I'm not asleep I'm half asleep and half awake so i see her and her beautyfull black hair and she faces me and says she loves me but she has to go and she will return in 8 years at the heart of japan or the golden heart of japan and meet me at a skysc*****r or atleast a large building with a triangular pyramid on another one kinda like the sims symbol but anyways so she says she will meet me there in 8 years and to do what i want to do and follow my dreams and to change my name to alex or alexander and she will be there waiting and so i asked how will i find her and she says i will know when i see her and then i ask for one last kiss and she says always and we kissed and then i woke up to find me gripping the pillow crying and sad. what does this mean is it someone who is connected to me some how is it a sign or a vision or is it a promise.
2017-02-15 20:27:08
Sorry it's really long, tried to be as descriptive as possible.. It may have been a dream of a few hours, but that thing felt like it took forever. On top of that i "woke" up a few times in my dream. It was one huge cluster***** of completely different scenes, though i remember one waking up next to my boyfriend and telling him about my dreams within dreams. Turned out he had the same dream(this is still within a dream), The "dream" we had was that about us taking a bite to some nice, fluffy, diabetic pancakes, so we woke up craving pancakes. That was just one small portion of the dream, but point was that most of it was a bunch of scenes of what i think were cute silly things. So here's the crazy stuff. Every once in a while there would be a woman, attractive and had somewhat of a dirty blonde hair. She seemed pretty mysterious. Here I feel like I may have forgotten a huge chunk of the dream. But turns out I confronted her, I wanted her to tell me my name, it took a while but eventually she told me her rules. I had to follow them so I can get her answer. It was a gamble where I either lose or gain everything. I don't like those type of gambles, but next thing I knew I was already in one. She told me that if I didn't do exactly as she says, she will take my life. I forgot what were the steps I had to take, I only remember that I had to do everything blindfolded, because I couldn't see her face during the time she'll give me answers. The curious little ***** I am decided to use a string to "cover" my eyes. In my logic, it still counted because I still followed her words and tied the string over my eyes. When I met up with her, i opened my eyes and her face looked different than from what I remembered. Her face looked darker and there seemed to be a huge lighting difference, I wasn't exactly sure what was going on. From there I asked her about her face. She told me something about not covering her face, in a stern voice. She was *****ed about me looking at her, and there I thought it was necessary to tell her I didn't mind how she looked(since she's a woman and all I pictured was her talking about make-up). That's when her face got covered in coal, or so I believe. Her voice turned demonic. I asked her who she was, she answered "I am the devil." I thought "lol, the devil is a woman? devil....that's too vague for me..still lost..." I did feel her presence get that much more intense, it made me back off. I remembered why I was there in the first place. Though the background was fading off, I did what I could to get closer. I wanted my answer really bad, specially because i felt the sleep paralysis kick in. I knew i had to do this quick or I'll wake up. I kept yelling out my question, "what's my name?!" Tried to make it louder than her demonic screams. During the process, I remembered that my boyfriend told me to avoid these encounters in my dream, because encounters are still encounters and they are just as dangerous. Since I was already there I might as well go on with it and finish what I started. She was becoming more distant as my sleep paralysis was getting stronger. Eventually she became a more distant figure and looked like a shadow of a little girl. My sleep paralysis had me feeling like if I were spinning in the same place until I finally wake up. And no, she didn't tell me my name. Kinda funny, if anything I would have wanted to know the demon's name, or something like that. And that's how I ended up here.
2017-02-04 12:27:58


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