Recent dreams containing murmur

I dreamt I was on vacation in some log cabin with a lot of my family, (uncles aunts etc) One day I come home and I could kinda tell something was up so I frantically ask "Where is my violin?.." and my dad informed me that it was by the window. So I go over and I see it lying face down, next to it's case but not in it. I start to panic. I asked who moved it and why isn't it in it's case? They know better than to touch it... My dad said something like "Oh well me and all the uncles are going to have a lil two day Woodstock". I pick it up and I notice that the whole top piece of the instrument is missing and I am livid. I start screaming in a horribly high pitched voice demanding who did it. I see my Uncle Bill and there's something in his hand. Upon further examination I see that he has the top of the violin and he appeared to be wrapping it in plastic wrap. I started screaming at him and all he had was this strange little smile on his face as if this was all very amusing to him. I was yelling stuff like "THEY ARE SO COMPLEX AND YOU DONT EVEN KNOW HALF OF WHAT YOU DID" I woke up when I yelled (in my dream I yelled it but I really murmured it in real life) "I TRUSTED YOU!!" I woke up feeling very very angry.

7/6 - I dreamt that I ordered pizza (it immediately appeared on the table) and it looked like there was just large slices of cheddar cheese on top and I started eating it but it was disgusting. I then remembered that we had leftover pizza from a better place so I asked my mom and she responded very sarcastically "Yes Trevor?" (Trevor is my cousin) (she was implying that he always asks for our left over pizza?!) and when I was looking for it, sitting in front if my fridge, I was frantically shoving food in my face (chocolate chips out of a plastic bag, everything) but none of it tasted good. I finally found the right pizza but that didn't taste good either. The whole while my sister’s boyfriend was watching me critically. 7/11 – I dreamt at school the kids learned how to clone themselves. It was really dangerous because the clones would be mutated and deranged. I was, at first, the only one who experimented with cloning and I organized a meeting (some secret society of students?) warning everyone else not to. Then, while I was in the bathroom / locker room I see this strangely deformed person walking towards me it appeared like he didn't have a head. I ran screaming into some guys shower (I don't know his name and he doesn't go to milford? he might have been Brendan from work??) and he tried to lie but eventually told me he made a clone of himself. I was furious. The bathroom / locker room was absolute chaos, water was spurting everywhere, people were vomiting, and it reeked. The kids were in charge of this place (it was like a secret hideout / meeting place that adults didn't know about) and we were responsible to clean it and keep it safe. I went into one of the bathroom stalls and I was having a panic attack and my parents were waiting outside the school to pick me up but I couldn't leave with all the clones running around and I was stepping on vomit and I was gagging. 7/21 – I dreamt my bonsai tree died. It was all dried up and light brown. All the leaves were still on it and it looked pretty but in a very sad way. When I asked my mom what happened, she angrily threw it out the window. 7/24 – I dreamt I was in the MHS pool with some other people and they were playing a game similar to volleyball in the deep end but I was the ball. So I would curl up and grab on to one of their fingers and they would fling me. 8/2 – I dreamt Jessie had really bad poison Ivy. I went into our room and she was sitting on her bed looking at a weird like spell book and she had something on the palm of her hand but I couldn't really see it. I sat down next to her and she takes my hand, palm facing up and touches the center while whispering something I couldn't hear. Next thing I know it was like I was being embroidered with an invisible needle. The string wove in and out of my skin, creating a little circular design which I promptly cut and pulled out because I was so freaked out and angry that she did that. It hurt. Little holes were left where the string went into my skin. 8/5 – I dreamt I was in an art museum and I went to take the elevator to go up (I was with someone else- Joan?) it got stuck like a foot away from the top and there is no way we could have reached the platform and it was tilted so we started yelling for help but then the cable gave out and we started free falling which seemed infinite. 8/11 – I dreamt I was at the mall in some busy shop where jewelry was sold and the guy who owned it was a jerk. So I was taking my rings off to try other ones on and I ended up losing my favorite gold ring that has a little heart on it and I was devastated. When I asked the owner if he had seen it he informed me that he sold it to someone else. After a lot if harassing, he eventually called the guy up and found his whereabouts, which happened to be still in the mall. He was in the "historical part of the mall" dressed up like a giant cheeseburger, his eyes could be seen in the mayonnaise part of it. So I went to go and look for him but then I see my friends and I go over to them to tell them what happened. All of a sudden Ansel Elgort and Mathew Gray Gubler and the giant cheeseburger come over to us, dancing and singing about nutrition. After they were done Ansel flopped on the couch to with us to take pictures but it seemed like my phone had infinite apps and I could not find the camera one. 8/12 – I dreamt I was on vacation in some log cabin with a lot of my family, (uncles aunts etc) One day I come home and I could kinda tell something was up so I frantically ask "Where is my violin?.." and my dad informed me that it was by the window. So I go over and I see it lying face down, next to it's case but not in it. I start to panic. I asked who moved it and why isn't it in it's case? They know better than to touch it... My dad said something like "Oh well me and all the uncles are going to have a lil two day Woodstock". I pick it up and I notice that the whole top piece of the instrument is missing and I am livid. I start screaming in a horribly high pitched voice demanding who did it. I see my Uncle Bill and there's something in his hand. Upon further examination I see that he has the top of the violin and he appeared to be wrapping it in plastic wrap. I started screaming at him and all he had was this strange little smile on his face as if this was all very amusing to him. I was yelling stuff like "THEY ARE SO COMPLEX AND YOU DONT EVEN KNOW HALF OF WHAT YOU DID" I woke up when I yelled (in my dream I yelled it but I really murmured it in real life) "I TRUSTED YOU!!" 8/15 – I dreamt there was a secret pool on the roof of MHS (but it wasn't like the literal roof, it still had a ceiling) everything was grey and cement like, except there were these orange tube lights lining the top of the walls. The water felt extremely heavy and I was having a hard time swimming in it. Other kids from the swim team were also there. It was as if we were warming up for a meet.

I’m working in a solicitors as an apprentice, when my boss sends me for coffee. I go to the cafe but on the way meet people I dislike as I turn to face them, a hand rests on my waist I turn to see my boss next to me, eyes soft but then turn steely, his gase makes the girls gasp and stare as he escorts me to the cafe, as we sit, 11 other gorgeous men and Cupid, sit at the table were at, I turn to ask why my boss was following me but he smiles and replies I’m an angel, the others murmur and individually say the same, there all gorgeous but personalities range from strong and dominant to weak and submissive, then flowers appear all over the cafe and I’m back in the law office also filled with flowers, and the news my boss is an angel doesn’t shock me I’m just instantly attracted, passion and desire arises and I have a romance with him, including sex, the other 11 angels gaurd and watch me under my bosses gaurd and gradually become my friends. Could someone please interpret and also always in my dreams my dog hurcules is always by my side as well as a wolf, normally in my dreams about men both my dog and the wolf growl but with the angels they were playful and joyful

Ima shorten it some, u weren't in it tho.. But yeah so I was at the airport with my bro picking up my fam from PR, they got to the airport.. We walking blah blah blah and they had to go to the bathroom so I sit and wait, and this black girl starts talking smack about me but she murmuring.. and she wouldn't stop so it got under my skin... So I get up like nothing and walk over to her I didn't say anything , I just start going wild hitting her against the wall and the floor and pulling on her weave hahahah then I got tired so I left the girl there on the floor and walk away trying to blend in with the crowd.. And airport security comes n takes me to a room n start questioning me n they was gonna put like a label on me.. N I was like wait tho idk if this changes anything but (then i told them the truth) and the guy gave me label n it said trusted terrorist

Ima shorten it some, u weren't in it tho.. But yeah so I was at the airport with my bro picking up my fam from PR, they got to the airport.. We walking blah blah blah and they had to go to the bathroom so I sit and wait, and this black girl starts talking smack about me but she murmuring.. and she wouldn't stop so it got under my skin... So I get up like nothing and walk over to her I didn't say anything , I just start going wild dandole y restrallandola contra el piso y la pared and pulling on her weave hahahah then I got tired so I left the girl there on the floor and walk away trying to blend in with the crowd.. And airport security comes n takes me to a room n start questioning me n they was gonna put like a label on me.. N I was like wait tho idk if this changes anything but (then i told them the truth) and the guy gave me label n it said trusted terrorist .. Or something like tha

I find Myself walking up My ( deceased) Grandmothers driveways to see a big rig truck, solid black with a broken headlight, and a man laying in a puddle of murky water, (i know whats going to happen and i cant do anything about it.) I run up to the man thinking he's hurt, i hear the murmuring of him but he's heavier then anything i've ever lifted and i cant roll him over, and i cant see his face, all i see is a black shirt and brown hair, and his leg's disappear when i look for them. i try and roll him over and then a man will always come from behind me scream " Don't touch it! dont touch it!" and he'll yank my hand and make me run. i always turn around and pull against the man to try and help the other man. ( i cant tell what the man looks like again, all i see is a blue shirt and brown hair on the second man and his hand is cold. very very cold. and covered in grease.) before i know it the other man has disappeared and we are running threw my grandmas hay field its all dead and dried up. i always hear the trucker closing in his truck and feel like collapsing.. and everytime the guy that was leading me away vanishes and i end up falling and unable to move. next thing i know is the man is getting out of the truck ( and he always has something with him, a bar, a wrench, a rock, a bat,) i cant really see him but i see his black boots. stomping ...and then.. he kills me.. ..

We are what looks like John and my old house. John isn’t there. It’s dark, there is always spiritual activity here. I have grown accustomed to hearing and feeling it, but I don’t enjoy it. I feel threatened here, and often that the spirits are trying to kill me. Katie and I are sleeping together in an unfamiliar kitchen, on a table. Pulses of energy start to transcend from the walls towards the other side of the house. She is scared, so I hold her hand and tell her that I have done this before, that I know what this is, and that I will keep her safe. There is a dishwasher underneath us that keeps shutting off. I have to manually press buttons until it goes again. This feels important to me. Katie asks me often what is happening, and why. She tries to blame the wind. I keep looking up at these slitted windowless cut-throughs at the top of the wall. They appear to be letting air in, but I know that's not why the house underneath us is shaking. We hold on, and I help her get through it. Cut to my Mom’s house. We are talking about the ghosts. I throw eggs on the floor, and so does she. All of them break open, and some of them are spoiled as they hit the floor. She cleans them up, but there is always still residue. I try to help clean it up better. We are sitting at some sort of Pep Assembly. Top Gear (Britain) host starts talking, donating money to an organization. He donates a particular amount, and then does a double take, acting like he is going to give them more. Instead, he jests about giving the second amount to “Jesus Christ.” Nick, my sisters and I all snort at this, I seem to be filming the event. We can hear murmurs of people agreeing, when someone gets my attention. An old school teacher who was religious speaks up and asks if we should have ‘the talk.’ I look down and tell her no. She sits back, and my Mom appears, telling me that she wishes I would let “Jesus Christ” into my life. I coldly disagree with her. Cut to her house. We continue to have the argument, and she claims she wants me closer, and that ‘god’ will make me stay close to her. I disagree, but don’t mention anything about agreeing to stay close. I tell her that John’s mom has a way of making him stay close to her.

Though this dream was flashes of memory mixed in with dread it make some science. I had just gotten out of an event that I felt I did horrible in. it had to do with pulling out all of our teeth and having faith that we could mix many chemicals together to make a potion that would allow for them to grow back. Not only did I refuse to pull out my own teeth but I forgot what chemicals I needed and ended up making a deadly black slug that came back to life and killed almost everyone in the room. I had bolted out of the room having to go pee really bad. Unfortunately the girl’s restroom was closed so I decided to go into the men’s room beside it. I walked in the first door two find a second door ten feet away. It was weird but I pressed on hopping to find a stall I could hide away in to pee. I walked through the last door to find myself in a dark lit lounge that looked like the like of hide away that was around in the time of bootleg liquor. Black and read are the only colors to show up other than a flash of brass or the deep mahogany of wood. The other thing that catches my eye in the dim lit area is a sign that says all girls will be killed on sight. I look around to see everyone in the room staring at me. I back up to the door as everyone stand and I wait for the worst with eye s clamped shut. “Gregory,” a man’s voice yells out. I peek out from under my lashes to see a man about my age come running over to me and wrap an arm around my shoulders. “Sorry mate I forgot that you didn’t know where I normally sat.” everyone sat back down back relaxed. My savior pulled me back to his booth in’ the corner. As we walked over I got a good look at him. He was tall and well-built with blue eyes and blond hair. We waited to talk until we were sat down. “thanks.” I murmured. He nodded his head and looked around the room. “you are lucky I’m nicer than mist the guys around here. They wouldn’t have saved you at all.” “Then why did you?” I asked curious. A smirk played on his and he grabbed my hands. “I need to tell you something very important. It could save billions of lives someday but you have to remember easily what I tell you. Do you understand?” I nod my head and he leans over the table. Just as he goes to tell me this information I’m shaken awake never to hear the important information.

My long-time crush was with his friends. He was eating a junk food "sweet corn". He was murmuring something I can't clearly understand. It was as if he was shy confessing his feelings towards me. Then, instead of giggling and blushing I uttered "Wow! Food! Give me some."

My bf mother's murmured when i get visit to the house of my bf because my bf is very busy,and after that me and my bf far at home and i'm not leaving yet,my mother's bf get angry because i did''nt told her im leaving she told im very disrespectful her.