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Last night I had a dream my husband and kids stopped into McDonald's and me and my oldest son walked in. Across the street was some car auto body shop and a stranger was flipping out and yelling at the owner. The owner shuts the big garage doors and the the stranger opens them back up and screams you don't talk about the president like that and then pulls out a gun and starts shooting the owner. So I grab my son and start running for the exit door because the guy starts just shooting everyone in sight. Meanwhile I get lost trying to find the door. I run into a ladder with a opening to outside. I woke up before I got up and made it out. I never had a dream like this before but for some reason I couldn't stop thinking about it.

I was in a garden and I saw a monarch butterfly on a flower and I was going to take a picture of it on my cell phone. Its wings began to unravel and I realized they were wet, like he was coming out a cocoon. He began to try to fly a little bit and kept landing on me. Two children came up with their dad and the little girl kept wanting to hold the butterfly, but it wouldn't go to her. I would walk on my skin, but when she would put her hand up to it, it wouldn't go to her. So, she grabbed the butterfly in her fist and crushed it. I kept telling her to be careful and then I sat and cried. While sitting there crying I woke up in a house. I was sleeping on the couch and I went to the front door and was sitting watching things going on. I had hung a dress on the front door and I went inside to get something. When I came back two Hispanic gang members were touching the dress. It had fallen and they were picking it up. The had tattoos on their hands and their nails were long and unkempt. They pushed their way into the house and the one went into the backyard where other gang members were coming up to talk to him. The one that stayed in the house wouldn't answer any of my questions. I felt very unsafe with them and decided I needed to go to my bedroom to get my gun. In the meantime, the second gang member had said he was going to the restroom. So, when I went to my bedroom to get my gun it was clear he had been in there and things were trashed and my gun was gone. I became very scared and then I woke up again, on the same couch. I knew I had been dreaming the second time and I was looking around for the two gang members to make sure it was a dream. I hear noise in the backyard and went out there. There was a huge party going on with more gang members. I had two friends with me and I told them we had to go get the gun because I knew we weren't safe. I went into my bedroom and it had again been trashed, but they missed the gun. Then someone came in and a gun fight broke out. I killed 5 members and knew I couldn't take on everyone so we fled out the window and arrived at my school where I woke up.

In my dream our neighbors were 2 women who had a tiny bookstore at their house and they used to have sales every now and then, but only late at night (11pm). My mother wanted to buy something from them so I tagged along. While my mother was paying for the thing (unclear about what it was) she bought, one of the women came up to me as I was browsing through the books. She handed me a book and said she thinks i should read that one. It cost 50 bucks and I only had 10, my mother didn't have any more money so she said I should go home and ask my stepdad for money and then come back. The woman who gave me the book smiled and said that she'll keep the book out for me but that I'd have to return to the store before midnight. My mother and I both left the shop and went home. I asked my stepdad for the money, he gave it to me and I quickly returned to the shop with the money to still find the 2 women waiting there for me. I payed for the book and when she handed it to me she told me I can tell no one about 'Wicca'(I think that's the word) or anything about them.(The dream then changes) Suddenly we were in a different location and I was grouped up with other young people in a group and we had to go through obstacles being cast by these women/witches. I also kept clinging to a guy whose name was Tyler. I saved him from falling to his death 2 times before I woke up very confused. THE BACKGROUND:What bothers me in this dream is the fact that the house (my house) was exactly the same in the dream as it is in real life. I also really only have 10 bucks cash on me, like in the dream. I'm left very confused by this dream as I also felt a sort of sexual attraction to the 'woman/witch' who sold me the book. (I am 18 years old and a female, also i consider myself bisexual) I cannot remember the complete title of the book however the title had 'Witches' in it. Earlier this year I watched the Charmed series (Well, started to) and my fascination with witches was awakened. Although i've never gone to the trouble of researching and things like that as I grew up in a very religious household and I don't want to invite uninvited things into my house. This dream has left me very confused and I hardly wake up remembering dreams and have them bother me. Any help or clearance would be really nice thanks.

I am in a really large house with glass windows and beautiful paintings. The kitchen had a chef and there were two islands where one of my friends Matthew was sitting. I went up to talk to him and my mom came just after, he asked her whether or not he could have a drink and she said yes and I said no jokingly. She yelled at me and told me that I was being disrespectful. Matthew and I then sitting on two white chairs with our laptops. He goes to the washroom and an indian boy around my age comes upstairs and puts a knife to the back of neck and tells me to get up. He says “this is for the best” and lights a match and puts it on the ground. He forces me to walk down the stairs into the basement, ties me to a chair and turns of all the lights. I say “hello” over and over again but no one replies. Eventually I try to get up but he puts what I think is a needle up against my neck. I begin crying. I then hear a boy screaming loudly (who I assume to be Matthew) and hear the roaring of a fire. I scream loudly trying to allow someone to hear me in which time the young indian boy sticks me with the needle.

I was in a mall and i lost my wife i could not find her i was walking around and then i found her looking for me we went back to the movie were i saw my brother then i was flying an airplane and gliding next to a glider over the ocean i started to decent very slowly until i crashed on a beach i was close to home so i ran there to find my brother in the shower he told me my wife has been in jail for 3 years i jumped in the shower with him and we keep talking he says that we are on parole and need to get paper signed off at work i go to the police station to look for my wife it was a case of mistaken identity when they realize she was not the person they were looking for they laughed like it was joke my wife got mad i got mad then the cops started har*****ing us my wife does not speak english and was lost in translation she runs and they catch her and pin her down to the floor like 4 of them i yell "that's my wife!" and then i wake up rank

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