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Sam, Dean, and Cas (monster hunters) were hatching green eggs together. The eggs belonged to Cas and Dean. Dean and Cas got their sexy times on (gay). It was PG. I saw bare skin on chests and backs only. The whole dream was dark, lit with a fire-type light only. During the sex scene, I was Cas and felt desire, but I kept switching points of view during the rest of the dream. Each person in the trio was in danger because they had a secret. The secret was probably Cas and Dean, although it might have been the eggs. The eggs were a little larger than a softball, had bumps on them, and were poison green. The characters did not want me to wake up. I was aware that it was a dream, but it was not a very vivid dream. The two principle feeling of the dream were fear and warmth, with just a touch of desperation and desire. There was no talking in the dream that I can remember, except for Cas and Dean might have said each other's names.

Rapist Kidnapper murderer whole bunch of little boys grandpas old house We are sitting somewhere the kids are swing a couple of girlsKidnapper is talking to me I feel like I think I may love him we are spotted we run to the street where there are a couple of vans maybe 4 we run to the front middle on we go drive he pulls a stocking out of the glove compartment drives through a place where there are a lot of wigs like clown wigs black and white glittery women hands a bag for a disquies as if this was what he prepared for the boys are nervous for some reason we stop at a store he goes one way we go another one of the kids gets separated from us happens to be my son (not Geovanni) The kidnapper is the father the child is six. I find him some lady is hanging in to him she wants us to go to where the police are located I grab the boy my son and run we get in the van Now I remember why we went to the store on of the little boys needs underwear he got nervous messed his up he is a lil eccentric red hair. While in the van he trys to pull out cop cars are blocking his front he curse drives backwords we get to a pay and spray (like GTA) the owner is having a women spray him with spray matchein we get out Kidnapper goes up to the guy tells him the van needs to be sprayed then kills the guy instead there is an old Vw buggy orange owned buy the pay and spray owner He tells me Im not to drive it I tell him I know I get into the back seat Just me next thing I know we are separated he runs into some house some report has large signs with arrows and lots of lights on the sign with his name on it cant remember his name claims the she knows where he is she is going to get a exclusive the signs will point to him she runs me to a house I go in its dark Im scared I have a cell phone some girl comes in replaying a message her cheating boyfriend left her it says Im sorry I love you. The house Im in belongs to the girls cheating boyfriend she thinks im his mistress I tell her im not some how we come to understand who I am that the cops are searching for me she feels bad wants to help me out I take out my cell call the kiddnapper because Im scared I want him to protect me he says I better not be setting him up but he finds a way to come to me Mean while the girs boyfriend shows up she doesn’t want him to find me she hits him over the head knocking him out she isn’t sure if she killed him the kiddnapper shows up we are on the thrird floor to together he hears someone walking up the steps is ready to fight its just the girl she tells us the cops are searching the house we have to hide I go into a closet looking for where to hide descied to hide be hind a blanket saying I resign myself to the cops finding me but I will try to hide anyway then I wake up.

I had a dream I was hiding in Ryan's( my ex who I have been speaking to recently "friendly and peacefully"; although he knows I want more) house in some kind of shack. It was dark room with a floor made of dirt. It felt kind of like a barn. In it from the ceiling was this big brown jar looking thinking. I couldn't make out what it was. When I peeked from the door an saw his feet dangling off the couch I saw an opportunity to surprise him so I jumped out and before I even jumped on him he looked startled but I ended up jumping on the couch next to him instead. I changed my mind mid flight. I got the sense that he know I was hiding in that weird shack with the honey. surprisingly he wasn't mad (he would have been furious in real life). He said something about hiding in the shack with the honey bees. I didn't see any honey bees but thats when I knew that jar was honey. In another room there was his fathers/mother salon. (His father and mother split up when he was 5 and neither of them own a salon) But before that he said he had to go the bathroom and get ready to change for something. He left the door open and got undressed to show me these blue kiddy underwear he was wearing (as a joke) I saw that as my opportunity to grab his dick. As I was holding on to him about to get all sexual (he seemed unaware that I wanted him sexually) I turned to see a woman sitting in the bathroom/salon. She didn't seemed startled by my inappropriate behavior in front of her but I was so I let go. She was waiting for someone to cut her hair wet already washed hair. So I wen to cut her hair. I cut it really short she really disliked it. But when I finished it was longer again as she tried to fix it in the mirror. It was nicer. His father came down as if he was the one who was about to do this woman's hair to realize I already did it. Thats all I remember.

So in the dream I was at my brothers hockey game with a friend whose brother also plays hockey. The rink we were in had an arcade section in it so we went in there and started playing those car race game thingies. When we were done my friend got out of the seat and walked over to the crane to try to win something out of it. I turned around to see him sitting next to me on the other car seat thing. We played the game twice and I won both times then we both got up. He walked over to his friends and I kept getting really loud trying to get his attention. And looked over and talked for a few seconds (I don't remember what he yelled) and I woke up.

I had this dream three times so far- well really, it's not the dream, it's the location of the dream. The first time i had this dream was when i was maybe about six years old. I don't really remember what it was about, but i can give the house's details (probably) pinpoint exact. The next time I had the dream was when i was nine. Again, that house was there, taking role in my dream. The last time (so far) I had the house in my thought was when i was eleven. The house is very old looking; well, not the old, haunted type of old, but an old styled house. Maybe a house that could be from the 1950s. The front of the house overlooks a nearby river that's a good sized river. The front yard is also sizable, too; plenty of room for children to play on. There is a porch that spans from one side to the other side of the front of the house. There's two windows on the first floor that overlook the river; and there is three windows on the top floor. The middle window opens to a balcony. I do not know what the back or the sides of the house look like; it has always been the front (really, only the bottom half of the exterior of the house; i had to really remember to give some detail about the top half), or the inside. From what i can hypothesize is that the house is bigger in the inside than what the outside interprets. There are many rooms, but only two of the rooms have come into play in each of my three dreams. (These dreams come alive when I am in my unconscious state of sleep.) One of the rooms has many small windows. The windows overlook the river so the information about the exterior of the front of the house could be wrong, or, my brain is saying some type of magic is used within the house to make it so that there is more sight of the river. There is about four to five windows that have a little skirt of curtain at the top held by a horizontal pole; then below the skirt are normal curtains. There are wicker and straw tables around the room, flower pots of nothing are placed evenly, there is a wicker couch and chair that have a styled cushion, and that is only one side of the room; i have only seen that side. There is a door that when you would open it, it would take you inside my brother's closet. It was some kind of portal from this "river" house to my actual house. This took place more in my latest dream. And finally, there is this one door that i have never actually opened. I guess you could say my dream persona is a little too apprehensive about opening it. It's a huge metal door that is rounded at the top. There are no windows, no doorknobs, just little intricate metal works of little circles that from a semicircle if you were to look at the door from an angle. In my dreams there have been some ideas as to what's behind this door- this is no normal sized door, it is at least seventeen feet high. Now, i have no clue how this size of a door would fit into a two story house. Thank you for reading and hopefully coming up with a meaning. Some of these "facts" will probably turn out wrong because it has been two years since my last dream of it.

It was my wedding day and i was wearing a lime green wedding dress my father walked me down the isle to a guy that I use to like a bit the ceromomy was a haze so i dont remember our kiss. We left in my moms car to go to the reception on the way there we stopped at a light and no was around I took his hand then he kissed me the kiss was so amazing I didn't want to pull away then the father we drove the darker it became and he became meaner and darker then the dream ends with me in the mist of tears.

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