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Dreamt that friends and I went to a spot for fun but turns out it was filled the crocodiles. The area has lots of water and trees. Most of my friends died but I was able to get away. Me and another friend were driving and we stumbled upon the same spot. However, it seems like it was a while after because the place had more grass and trees. We saw a crocodile but we ran and got away . We got to another area that seemed like a park but filled with water. There were crocodiles there too. My friend had jumped into the water without knowing. I did see the crocodile in the water but didn’t get a chance to warn her and she was eaten while I ran and got away. I was in a strange place that I didn’t know when I looked around.

My brother committed suicide at the age of 17 in 1971. I dreamed last night that he came into my home following my younger brother. He was wearing the same clothes he died in: jeans, boots & a white t shirt. I kept trying to ask him where he has been all of these years (knowing he was dead). He wouldn't answer me...Just stood there almost like a robot, but gave off an odd sense of a chemical...I thought he smelled like embalming fluid he was not though, but the body was too destroyed to do so). My younger brother turned to door and as he was leaving, I kept telling him to wait that I wanted to see & talk to my late brother. My younger brother walked out the door say "he doesn't communicate." I work up then, but was so disturbed by this. One thing that stuck out the most was that my late brother's t shirt was a very dazzling white...almost blinding...I thought this must mean something for sure.could you please give me your opinion?

In the dream it was me and him at this park on top of a very big mountain with clouds all around , me and him were sitting down on a bench with a table , he had a black shirt , gray shorts and some vans with his hair combed to the side and a water bottle with him , he was literally in-front of me physically alive once again and I remember we hugged each other when I saw him and I asked him “how is it in heaven?” What’s it like? Are you in a better place now?” He responded “it’s nice bro everyone cares about you and checks up on you” he also told me “don’t be sad bro one day you all will be with me, I’m watching over y’all” he had 5 minutes to talk with me before his time was up. We remained sitting down and laughing for a while .Towards the end his time was up and a white path way to the sky opened up and he told me “I’ve got to go bro” I shook his hands and told him “I’m always here for you bro” he smiled then ran to the white pathway and flew to the sky. I walked away feeling at peace in shock knowing I had just seen him again , then I woke up

I dreamt that I discovered I had an adopted brother and sister my entire life, but my parents had never introduced them as that to us so I never realised. It happened really suddenly that I was at home in New Cross, in my room but as an adult, and I think I'd heard some news story about adoption and it had made me think- I wish I had adopted siblings. And all of a sudden it came over me that I did. I'd had an adopted brother this whole time and I had never realised / put 2 and 2 together. I collapsed in tears of joy and sadness at the same time. I ran to where my mum and sister Joanna were tidying away clothes and tried to help and ask questions but I could barely function. My adopted brother was there too - he was a tall, handsome Asian man, very gentle and kind. I asked my mum and dad questions - it turns out they adopted two children, a Polish girl (who was not as close, a difficult adoption it seemed) and this Asian boy, who we had always grown up with and never questioned why. I asked my dad why they never explained to us: "because your mother said you children might not accept / try to sabotage them if you saw them as competition, so decided it was better to not say anything at all." This was classic my parents' approach to parenting- not trusting the kids and keeping their own confidences. I ran away from the room and as I ran I kept collapsing in floods of tears. My whole sense of being and understanding of who I was felt shaken, but I was also overwhelmed with love and affection for this sibling I had never recognised as such. The whole time he was there, quietly and gently present, aware of the emotional roller coaster I was going through and I had hugged him many times in tears already, and apologised for not knowing sooner. I ran upstairs - collapsing in piles of tears alof the way - back to my bedroom where he was in the bed and threw myself into his arms in the darkness and in my tears. I woke up then, not 100% sure if the love I expressed in that moment was more than that for a brother. It was possibly the relief of finding a soul mate. I dreamt this after an argument with my brother who earlier that day said he could not help me / give me advice about my relationship with Ben. I was very hurt and cried a lot - similarly completely overwhelmed / isolated. I felt quite betrayed by him in that moment. He has always been my closest confidante.

A week or so after doing a past life regression video and shortly after my miscarriage. I had a dream about a guy trying to either take my children or harm them(can’t remember exactly which) I only remember knowing I needed to protect my children. I fought with this guy and managed to somehow grab a fork and get on top of him and stab him repeatedly in the neck. It felt so real. I still remember what it felt like. It was tough at first. A little tougher than stabbing a raw steak. And I can still smell the smell of the blood and flesh. I remember the guy being on the taller side and thin and wearing a ball cap and blue jeans and long sleeve shirt with sleeves pushed up. I didn’t know the man. Never seen him before in my life.

I was coming back from church,there was an armed robbery attack ahead,at first dy where just stealing from people,so I reached one compound,one girl was going to church I begged her to keep my phone in their house for me,when she was about leaving again,I begged her to get the phone again let me go with it that nothing will happen,on her way going she was shot,I ran into their house not knowing that the house is the main target,I was trying to find my way into a room,unfortunately one of the robbers was trying to gain access to the same room through the back door,him and his colleagues started shooting me I ran outside looking for where to hide,I entered one compound and met some boys maybe cult boys,they started shooting back at the robbers while me I ran into the church,after the whole incident I came back and met the girl she was saying I caused it that I should have allowed her to go after keeping the phone,that she doesn't know if she will survive the shot in her stomach,so I was looking for a bikeman to take her to hospital before I know some up

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