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I was living in a house with a family. They had 3 sons. One day these boys got a toy gun for a present. Obviously as kids do , they started playing with it. One of the brothers pulled the trigger and it turned out that it wasn't a toy gun , but a real loaded gun. He shot his brother who died on the scene. Instead of throwing or selling the gun , the parents just hid it on the top of the wardrobe so the 2 sons wouldn't be able to reach it. But some time later one of the sons saw the gun sticking up from the top of the wardrobe and managed to get it down. He must've thought again that it was a toy because he started to play with it again. He pointed the trigger at himself and pulled. He too has died instantly. The parents and I were devastated because there used to be 3 boys but now there was only one. I remember then seeing the dad sitting on the couch crying and spinning the gun in his hands. I started screaming and telling him to put the gun down so that nothing bad happens. But he was too devastated to hear me. He accidentally pulled the trigger and shot the last son. The dream ended with me screaming over his dead body

I visited London, I was at my friend's house, even though it wasn't my friend's real house. It was a party, boys and girls drinking and chatting...I was drunk and dizzy too... My friend didn't talk to me for the whole time and I wondered why...then the floor became lava, and my friend fell into it... I was thinking "I can't save him or I'll get burnt to death if I try. A girl jumped into the lava to rescue my friend and attacked me after for not doing the same. The lava wasn't hot so basically everyone was fine and I felt bad because I didn't save my friend!

I am in the pool and I meet a rather attractive guy, and we start to interact, with which we end up helping each other in a strange competition in the pool in which the floor is more and more adherent, already at night in the pool, I start to fix an object that I found and he watches patiently, I ask him if I am wasting his time and he says no, I notice some love in his blue eyes while he smiles knowingly, then I feel that I am in love with him. I wake up, it was all a dream, I go to a meeting and my friend Eneko introduces me to the boy I dreamed of that night, I lose my balance and see two other boys exactly the same, one shakes my hand and I kiss his cheek and the other slowly and tenderly kisses my cheek, while the boy they introduced me looks at me with confusion and amazement, I blush and feel that my friends have already realized my crush, and therefore my homosexuality

I had a very unusual dream. This couples old house had become a place where kids thought it was funny to go and see if the tales they had heard were true. They would go and have sex at this house and a mans ghost would appear very angry and kill the guys. In my dream I was there but not in it I was just watching my dream it seemed. When the ghost appeared his face looked sad at first then when he realized what the kids were doing his face became very angry and he would start flying around really fast and messing stuff up and then he would kill the boys but never the girls. In my dream it was almost as if he could see me and wanted me to make them stop having sex in his home. I have never had a dream like this so I am just curious what it could possibly mean. I was not scared in my dream but sad and anxious like I needed to do something to help the ghost.

There was a man. He was magical and bright. He looked like a King like the ones from old paintings. He had a handsome & stubbled face. He was around somewhere in his late 30's. I think I was enal enamoured by him. I don't remember it vividly, its all in a haze. I He loved me, I And I loved him. It suppose was a only hill station it was like he was the warmth I had. I think he was a king of a magical country that I had no idea of. But, he was married and he had kids. He was forced to make a choice. I was with friends and suddenly a young woman took my hand and began leading me away from my friends. Once we were far enough, she said he'd chosen me. She was his wife, the mother of his children. She walked me to a basement and I saw. my family there, He was there, too, with his children. I then realised that she would still be his wife and I would surely be the second option, always. Yet, I agreed and there was a ceremony after that. All my friends were there, majority of them were boys. Their faces were obscure but I saw a few familiar ones; Amrutha, Ananya, Samarth, Aditya, Hitesh, Rakshit One by one would put a kind of flower in my hair and tie a thread around wrist. Then, they sat apart from the rest the attenders. No matter how much tried to make them smile and talk, they didn't. They were not happy to be there. It was time for them to leave and slowly they disappeared. Next thing I know, I won was running the balcony, hoping to spot them on street. I saw them, all of them walking. away like it was nothing. But Samarth turned back and looked at me. I didn't want them to go away, to leave like that. But I understood that if I married this man, I would lose all my friends forever. I love them, all of them and for the first time the chill of the hills hit me and I wouldn't feel the warmth. Before I could do anything else I woke up

I am a 57 years old divorcee. I have two boys and a married daughter. I saw in my dream that my dead mom and dead grandma were giving me away in marriage to a non existing person (I saw no groom). There were no guests in the ceremony, no one but mom, granny, the priest and myself and we were all dressed in black. I was holding a bouquet of crimson roses wrapped up in black flower paper. I was thinking of how weird the wedding ceremony was, yet was feeling quite happy as in real life I didn't have a proper wedding party nor I wore a wedding dress; but mom wasn't happy at all and granny was crying. I kept smiling to the non existing audience while thinking whom was I getting married to.

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