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I am in a house with other people spending the night there. I see through the window that there is my son running away from people that want to harm him. We open the door for him and let him in, but the car is getting closer. We try to hide him but it too late as there are now two mean inside the house coming toward the kitchen where we are. One man hits my son and I see his glasses fly out of his face. I run to help him and as I try to swing at the man who hit my son the other one grabs me and pulls me away. I see my son's face look at me with tears in his eyes looking at me to help him. The man hits my son in face with a metal bar and before I know it my son's face is swollen with blood and bruises. I feel helpless that my son will die.

Last night, I had the scariest dream I’ve ever had. I woke up crying and feeling super scared. In my dream, I was dead but I didn’t realize that I was dead, until the last part then I woke up. So here were just some parts that I remember clearly. What happened was that, it was like our class’ retreat. We were asked to enter a dark room and girls who were like spiritual advisers or something like that we’re in there. So we were asked to enter and approach a girl i guess, that would give us advice, spiritual guidance and things like that. But when I entered the room, this girl; one of the spiritual advisers, immediately approached me and grabbed my arm. Like she wasn’t looking at me, eyes closed and she just came towards me like i was some person she really felt something with and creepy things like that. But in my dream, she just made me sit beside her. I couldnt remember her telling me anything. Then it all got blurry and the next thing I remember was that we were being asked to evacuate a place. There were even some bouncers in the area trying to get us out… So I left and I was going down a dark staircase. It wasn’t totally dark, like there was a light bulb at the bottom of the stairs but it was flickering so… yeah. and while I was going down the stairs, a classmate of mine ( i think or maybe a friend, im not really sure. but the setting I remember was that I was in a retreat with my classmates so I think it was one of my classmates, im not sure who) held my hand. Our fingers interlocked going down the stairs ‘cause we were both scared. Reaching the bottom stairs was another staircase going up. lol. yeah I dont get it either. All I remember was we were going down a staircase then another staircase leading up. So we went up and we we’re like in a dorm. In my dream, I know it was our dorm. So we tried climbing up to room after room, then I noticed one of our teachers was in the building. I told my classmate that she was there and we tried hiding, which surprisingly, though I am sure that she could have seen me already, she didnt. Then when my classmate and I reached our own room… i realized that she wasnt only a classmate, she was also my ‘roommate’ in that dorm. So yeah, we reached our room. It was all white, wooden floors, double bed on the side and a big mirror on the wall. and in the reflection on the mirror, I saw my roommate and myself like my other self, lying on the floor, dead. Like, the room was empty. I just saw our dead selves on the reflection. And so like I got really scared and I was like wtf whats happening, shit maybe that’s why that spiritual girl approached me or something and maybe thats why my teacher didnt see me earlier, because I was already dead. So in my dream, I was only ghost. I didnt really realized that I was already dead until I got to see my dead body in the reflection on the mirror. Then I got crazyscared and woke up, crying. As I’ve said, I’ve dreamt of other people dying in my dreams, I’ve never dreamt of anyone dead already appearing in my dreams, and it was my first time to dream of myself dead so i was scared as shit. I googled that when you see yourself dead or dying in a dream, it usually is a good sign like you’re changing and your oldself is dying or something like that but I dont really know what’s with the roomate dying too and the ghost and why i didnt realize that i was only ghost. This has been bothering me all day and I really hope someone could interpret this crazy dream of mine.

A thing was watching me and if it watched me long enough it would kill me in a slow and painful death. It watched my mum and killed her. I saw the thing watching me and so I closed the curtains so it couldn't see me but it was still there. It was then still outside but not looking at me so i ran outside and killed it by hitting it jumping on it and then slicing its neck with a knife. I then put what seemed like a head with lots of hair in a bag and put it in the bin and then went inside. I then got told by my master that I had to do this once a year to survive.

I dreamt that i was with this ridiculously good looking man called Dan & we couldn't stop making out! We had been out & went back to his place with a group of friends & his parents were up & talking to him. He had hired a car & driver to take us all back home which was a 3 hour drive away. We were constantly making out & then he gave me a t-shirt of his & said "here, take this just in case I don't come back with you." I took the shirt & then the driver who had turned up didnt want to wait any longer cause we all took so long to come out so she left. Then we were all inside having drinks with his parents & he was talking to someone & then i called him over & he went to come over but then his mum called him over to her so he went to her. Then every time he went to come over to me she kept calling him to her & he was looking at me & mouthing the word 'sorry'. All of a sudden everyone was gone except for me & 2 of my friends & they said we had to book flights to get home cause there was no other way! Then I was inside with him for a while longer & he said he had to go talk to his parents. He went to walk away but kept coming back & kissing me & saying he didnt want to go. He went then & suddenly I was running around a school trying to find him & also trying to get away from these animals that had got loose at the school. there were bears, snakes, monkeys, zebras, lions & sharks! there was also lots of other people trying to run from them. I ended up going back inside & found his sunnies & put them on my head. Then i still couldnt find him anywhere, called him heaps of times but nothing. When i woke up this morning i felt heartbroken like i had actually lost him for real! i have had this sad feeling all day about him.

I am in a house with other people spending the night there. I see through the window that there is my son running away from people that want to harm him. We open the door for him and let him in, but the car is getting closer. We try to hide him but it too late as there are now two mean inside the house coming toward the kitchen where we are. One man hits my son and I see his glasses fly out of his face. I run to help him and as I try to swing at the man who hit my son the other one grabs me and pulls me away. I see my son's face look at me with tears in his eyes looking at me to help him. The man hits my son in face with a metal tube and before I know it my son's face is swollen with blood and bruises. I feel helpless that my son will die.

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