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Dream of kids, screaming

I had a dream that my 5 yr old son was shot to death! The dream started off as a tv show or something like he was shot & then I was reflecting back on what actually happen & finding out the story behind it. He was selling drugs for these older kids & something went wrong & they sat him down & shot him to death. When I was listening to what happen I asked the kids how old they were & they said 9 & 12 yrs old & they were brothers I started to scream out that my son was only 5 yrs old & started to cry & morn histeracally! The look on their faces were as if they didn't know he was that young & they didn't want to continue on with confessing what happen after that & I started screaming for them to continue & not to stop now...

This dream was added to the dreams database first time 15 years ago on December 21, 2011

Dream Interpretation Analysis

Meaning of kids in a dream

Childhood. Innocent. Joy without profit. Warning of family quarrels. To dream of a kid, denotes you will not be over-scrupulous in your morals or pleasures. You will be likely to bring grief to some loving heart.


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Meaning of screaming in a dream

Screaming in a dream usually indicates the dreamer is stuck in his place in life and can not see a way out of situation. It might be health problem, relationship and marriage problems and the dreamer needs a way out but for some reason can not act.


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