Recent dreams containing chatter

A painted face. dark in the bathroom stall. a cruel man and a chokehold. a walk through a memorial park. open fields. a field trip? many people chattering, i want to be alone... a man and a gun. attack. help. a woman. hurt. defense. eyeglasses. grabbed by the arm, coercive. mace. police.

Boyfrien was on the left of me, his son near the right of him standing in front of a chair in the living room. I was standing near the left side back of chair, my daughter on my right. All of a sudden, the front door opens, and we here Hello, no knocking at all, and there stands my boyfriends ex, in a red above knee, loose fitting dress, red lipstick, smiling, she walks into our home and throws herself on the chair chattering away, and she folds her legs up into the chair sitting partly on one hip, the dress rises above her large, thigh showing skin and nearly her private areas, i look down and see her, she was trying to tempt my boyfriend, she didnt look at him, but down towards the right as she spoke, I was upset at her for having no boundries or respect for our home, I looked at my daughter , she couldnt believe it, then my boyfriends ex fixed her dress to appropraitely hide her thigh and areas like it should be. I glanced at my ex, but then looked away, he seemed placent, towards her. His son was looking down not at his mom, and then I woke up.

I often have dreams where a spirit enters my body and takes it over. it's a massive struggle, I'm really fighting to wake up, sometimes when I wake up I see a room filled of white outlines of energy and theres lots of chatter like they are trying to take me to their side.

My teeth were chattering

My teeth were chattering and I could not move

The dream begins in a new empty house my parents are about to move in to. As I look around, I walk into an open closet and on the floor is a black-crystal crucifix necklace with a silver chain. The necklace is beautiful and I assume the person/persons that lived there before must have left it behind. I put it on. I'm then in school, the class is letting out. Standing in the crowded hall are two male detectives talking to my professor when he points in my direction. The two detectives come toward me, they ask about my necklace and how I've come to find it. I tell them, explaining I'd found it in my parent's new home. They then show me a picture. The picture is of a young woman who looks almost identical to me, only her hair is lighter and she is a little thinner, also, she is wearing the necklace. One of the detectives tell me that she has been missing and if I have any clues as to her whereabouts to come forward. I of course say yes, but get the feeling that they think I might be involved. Later that night, I'm in my dorm. I hear my name being called and curiously, I investigate. As I'm walking down the long hall, the large windows of the dormitory reflect not me, but the girl from the photo. I am incredibly freaked out, but retain a calm composure. The voice eventually leads me into the girl's restroom. And there, standing beside the bathroom stall is the girl from the photo. I tell her about the detectives looking for her earlier and that she needed to come forth because they think I had something to do with it. We have an exchange and out of frustration, I end up yelling at the girl. She smiles and pushes me back saying: “I want you to know, you're talking to yourself.” And standing there alone in the bathroom staring into the mirror above the sink is only me. I scream, running down the halls of this dormitory. As I'm running I can still see that girl being my reflection in the windows. As this is happening, I can also hear indistinct chatter of multiple voices running together. I then fall to the floor holding my ears sobbing. I look up at the door to the supposed dormitory in front of me that reads: WARD. I then realize that I am not in college, that what I'm in isn't a dormitory at all, it's a mental institution. I have never been in college, nor have I ever been institutionalized.