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Sitting at dining room table across from someone (I don't see the face only the gun). I know they are going to shoot me. I ask isn't there any way they don't have to kill me. they ask me not to beg like they have too much respect for me to hear me like that. I know it doesn't matter if I beg. they stand over me. I am kneeling, I cover my face. I am resigned to death. they point the gun at the top of my head and pull the trigger. I feel pressure but not really pain. I begin to wonder if I have been shot after all. I get up onto the dining room chair, a little woozy and weak. Sitting I put my hand to my head. it is bloody. I can feel the blood on my hand. In the next room is my teenage daughter watching TV. I stumble to her and try to explain and tell her I love her. I wake up. - this dream has been driving me crazy all day.

In my dream, I was asleep on the couch (in the same position that I had fallen asleep in real life). I was woken up by the sound of my front door opening. I assumed it was my dad. I opened my eyes but realized that I was completely paralyzed. I couldn't move my head to see who it actually was. I tried to speak but every word that I could force my lips to say just came out muted or inaudible. It felt like someone had drugged me. I just thought I was really tired abd that was why I couldn't lift my head up and look. I struggled to look over at the door, but I couldn't. The person who I thought was my dad walked down the hallway to see if I was in my room. When he saw that I wasn't, he walked back. When he saw that I was asleep on the couch. He walked over to me. Then I realized that it wasn't my dad. It was just a faceless intruder. I struggled so hard to get up and scream, but nothing happened. I managed to barely move my lips, but my words didn't come out. The faceless intruder knelt down beside the couch in front of me and gently kissed my cheek. I felt helpless and terrified.

I was at an old train stain like from WWII. I was alone. There was no music. I kept wandering aimlessly. I looked up and saw a friend of mine who had passed away 2 weeks ago. He looked s solid as a regular person. His arms were out he voiced "Hug me!". I ran to hug him. As soon as I got near him he vanished. Faded away like smoke. It happened again and again. I started to get upset and confused. I looked behind me to see and old steam train. It was empty. I entered the train and sat down at a table with 2 chairs either side.A member of staff in a blue uniform came and gave me tea. The uniform looked like a blue jumpsuit. My friend joined me sitting across from me. This time he had a hospital gown on with a brown leather jacket over it. He asked me how I was. I replied " I'm okay. I just can't believe you're gone." To which he said, " I'm not really gone. I'm still here." He got up and went back out onto the platform. I followed behind him. He was in his regular clothes again.I saw across from us was his mum, sisters, and grandfather. They were all wearing black. Like they'd just gone to a funeral. His sisters had black mascara running down their faces.My friend went over and hugged them. His family just walked off the station like nothing had happened. Then his best friend showed up. They we interacting like he'd never passed. Skateboarding; joking around, etc. I went up to his friend and said "You know he's not really there right?" to which he said "I know but that doensn't mean we can't be happy for him." I woke up crying my eyes out. The dream was so real. It felt like I was really there.

My mom came to my bedroom door telling me to get up. When I opened my eyes in my dream, I looked up and saw a pink or peach snake draped over my bedroom door looking right at me. I couldn't see the head clearly bc I needed my glasses in my dream but couldn't find them. We finally made it out of the room with a baby that was about 1. My only child is 18 though and she was with us.it followed us down the steps under my blanket. My mommy was trying to grab it to get rid of it but wasn't really forcing herself to kind of. Finally made it outside to the neighbors house whom I told that I couldn't help my mommy with the snake bc I had the kids.please help

I was walking around a sneaker store and needed to go to the 2nd floor of the store. The only way to get upstairs was to walk up a winding staircase. My ex boyfriend was 2 or 3 people ahead of me pn the staircase. As I went to walk upstairs my legs became heavy. Heavy as cement. I could not pick them up at all. There was a guy behind me who kept saying "Go! Go up the stairs!" and I couldnt move. I told him "give me a minute. I'm trying to go". He tried to get me two more times to go up the stairs. Then he finally picked me up and carried me up the stairs. I told him to put me down when we got near the top. He placed me down and I tried tonwalk up the last 2 or 3 steps and I still couldnt move my legs. I had to crawl up the stairs. When I reached the landing, I stood up and started to go to the left and the guy who was behind me, yelled out that I was going the wrong way. And we walked straight. And then I woke up.

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