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I have many dreams and scary dreams that I don't understand why I am having these dreams every night, I wake up screaming scare to move and when I do move I turn on all the lights in my apartment, I am 72 years old and I want to know why I am having these dreams and can I make them stop, in the beginning it was snake and large spiders and last night it was coming down my mirror a long object with spiders all around, I have seen my young grandson go under my bed and I saw his hand trying to reach for me.....I have seen spiders in my overhead ceiling light, my heart always pounds hard and I get so scare at times that I can not move this has been going on for months...…. I have spoke to my Family doctor and she said that it was "Twilight" why doesn't it stop, I am so worn out to the point of being sick. Thank you and I hope you can help explain what might be going on..... Gloria Thank you for your help.

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On the first day, I'm walking along narrow path and I come to pass a Mosque where an Imam startles me. He intercepts me, placing his hand on my left shoulder. He impales my shoulder joint with his Tallon and gestures to the Qur'an he is holding. He asks me with hostility: "would you like to hear it in English or Arabic?" To which I answer: "neither" as I free myself from his grip and continue walking briskly. I sense that my audacity has angered him. I look back to gauge my safety and I see the Imam colluding with another person, talking secretly and pointing me out. This other person seems to take instruction and proceeds to follow me. I periodically look back to stay ahead and the person has morphed into the dress of a Catholic priest while having gained some ground on me. I look again and now he is a Presbyterian minister and stalking me like prey. Next glance he is Rabbi and chasing me. Every time I look back the person adorned a different religious attire, many of which were familiar from various Christian denominations I would ordinarily feel comfortable and friendly towards. I manage to stay ahead of the pursuing adversary. The next day I am walking along the same path and approaching the Mosque. I notice that the Mosque looks more like a cathedral and there are no distinguishable features that tell me it is a mosque, however there is no doubt in my mind that it is a Mosque. I become weary that I am nearly at the spot where the Imam cornered me the day earlier, so I look ahead and walk to the edge of the path in hopes to avoid him. Out of nowhere, he intercepts me and impales between my bones with his claw once again. "English or Arabic?" He hisses, as he begins pulling me towards the mosque. "Neither!" I say, as I painfully rip my flesh to get free. Again I briskly walk and am pursued by a shapeshifter. The third and final day I am walking along the narrow path. I have come to expect confrontation as a permanent obstacle. I consider crossing the road to avoid the ordeal, which would be out of my way and slow me down. Then I think to myself "why should I". Why should I make an alteration to my life and routine for such evil? Instead I march fearlessly towards the usual spot. Sure enough, he jumps out hoping to scare me, but I was expecting him. But before he can insert his claw, like a true martyr I offer my shoulder to him with arrogance and willingness to suffer the pain. This robbes him of much satisfaction as latches on. "Which will it be, English or Arabic?" He asks with malice. I look straight into his black eyes and calmly say "of that book I will hear neither, nor any other tongue".

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I just dreamed that my husband and I just met our granddaughter and she was in a high chair and she was crying. My husband walked away from her and he was getting frustrated because she would not stop crying and it was getting on his nerves. He said to me "I dont know what to do she hates me and I said let me see her". Before I walked into the room to see her for the first time I asked my husband to go get me some vanilla ice cream and he came back with neopolitin ice cream ( the kind with the strawberry chocolate and vanilla in it) I carefully removed a tiny amount of the vanilla ice cream with a fork and walked up to the crying infant and introduced my self to her. I said " Hi sweetie. You dont know me but I am your Grandma, your mommies step mom. but you can call me gammy ok. I know I am a big stranger and you want your mommy she will be right back but please trust me I have something I think you would really like and I think it is ok for you to have that might be just what you need as I think you have some teethies coming in hun. I gave her the fork with the tiny bit of frozen white icecream on it and she waved it around in her chubby little hand and cried even harder so I realized that I had given her a fork instead of a nice safe small spoon and took the icecream off the fork and placed it on my finger tip and gently place it on he lips and then told her that I do not mean to be weird or anything but please let me feel inside your mouth real quick and when I did the bottom right gums had two teeth just breaking throught the gums. I was like "Aha I knew it !" and then gave her the icecream on a spoon and she cooed and smiled and stopped crying and then I asked my husband if we had any frozen Eggo type waffles in the freezer and I got one out and handed it to her and her chubby little hands reached out a grasped it and she eagerly began knowing on it and she was soo delighted. I remember telling her that that would help her with her teething pain for now till we can get the right stuff to help her. I remember telling my husband that the baby was not crying because she was trying to push his buttons and that he had to start thinking from the child's point of view not from an adults point of view to another adult and that he should not take it personal when she will not stop crying or does stuff like take a toy or her food and drop it again and again off the side of her chair every time she is given it. She is not trying your patience and doing it to make you insane or out of spite. She is just a infant and is always learning and we are learning with her. ( in real life my grandaughter is almost a year old now and my step daughter will be having another child in July this year. She doesnt talk to her dad or me and hasn't since she became pregnant with her first child and ran off to another state and married the biological father of her child. We never have seen the child or her since she became pregnant and left the state with the boyfriend now husband. We found out they married over the internet when her friend sent the photo of them married her showing off the marriage licesence and her ring with the husbands parents beside them all smiles. I have never dreamed of an infant and have never taken care of one as when my husbands daughter came to live with us she was 6 years old, She will be 20 in a couple of weeks now. I myself have never had a child of my own and am unable to have any myself. I have never dremnt of an infant before and I do not know how to take care of one and I hope that I did right in my dream as I am worried about the waffle as the little baby might be able to get a piece off of it and be unable to handle it and might choke now that I have had time to think about it. I can't shake this fear that I may have put the baby in harms way when I gave her obviously grown ups food. Thank you soo much for reading and I hope to get some kind of response some time anything would be appreciated.

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I am freaking out and hoping that you can help me make sense of this horrible nightmare I had last  night. I dreamt that I turned for one second and my daughter, she is 2, got taken. my dream everyone was searching for her cops, me, family, and the cops found her cut in half yet I think somehow half alive on the side of a highway laying in snow. I woke up freaked out and went to her room where she was peacefully sleeping. is this a warning? I hope it is another meaning. please help give me peace of mind because this was the worst dream. When my dad died a month before he did I had a dream he died. I hope this isn't the same scenario. I have never been so scared in my life!!

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Last night I had a dream where me and my friends were outside at highschool with lingen, but the high school wasn’t Lincoln, it was St. Bernards. Then we started to hear shots, so Mr. Lingen was trying to find a way out on school grounds. He found the CAP van but it was red and had like 10 seats. He was hoping the keys were in the van and I found them so we all hoped in but there weren't enough seats so kendal sat on my lap. We drove across the street but it was at Daniella's house and she doesn't live over there. We got there and sat around for a while then the shooter found out we were there so he started to try to come inside and when the door opened I woke up.

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Driving the street, my husband traveling in his car behind me. I notice a old place that I visit in other dreams. without warning my husband at all, I jumped out of my car and went into this old dark house, the people were friendly enough but I really didn't know any of them. then I looked up and a Old friend Alonso that I went to grade school showed up, we hung out then I was ready to leave. as I was saying my goodbyes, I said I hope I can find my car, then Alonzo said you park way over there instead of me leaving with Alonzo, I sat back down moments later I realize Alonzo left I went outside to see if my car was there but all I could see was people barely getting around in the dark a policeman was walking around saying something to people but I couldn't make out what was said I started walking in the policeman direction but he disappear in the night the streets was dark and muddy I passed several old people they all had on dark clothes and they were dingy and seem to have a hard time walking so I seen a parking lot I went to see if my car was there but it wasn't so I went back to that house where I really didn't know anyone they were all males but gentle and nice on my way to the house their were two small kids using a outside toilet I told them that toilet was nasty and to go home well those kids came in the same house I was going into I went in sat down peeped in one of the bedrooms and I send the head of the house give someone a blanket and I seen him look towards me and say I thought she was gone that was when I call my husband to come and get me he talked like he was confused and didn't want to come

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