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I came out to my parents, who weren't angry like I thought. In fact, they recommended using my father as the biological father of the children. My girlfriend and I agreed, so we went through the procedure. I was working in the theatre. While I was pregnant, for some reason, demons were possessing Sophia Vergara (I don't understand AT ALL where she came in... she's not a celebrity I give any thought to at all). She was exorcised, but the demons were still there, and I tried to tell her. I gave birth, but directly after, I didn't know where the children were. I went looking for the babies, peeled up a wood flat (I'm not sure what exactly the structure was... a box, a coffin, something?), and saw that I'd given birth to twins. They both looked dead, but then one of them moved. I realized it was my father who'd tried to kill them. I grabbed the live twin, tried to nurse him, knowing that it would help to save him. I decided to run with my dad, thinking it was the only way to lead people to him and he could be arrested for trying to kill the babies, and successfully killing one of them. My entire family was on my side, and I was in constant contact with them, trying to lead them to my dad. We were fleeing by car, which crashed into another car. My dad just kept driving, but the police started to follow us. I tried to tell them, but I was afraid for my baby, so I didn't say anything when my dad lied to the police about what we were doing. I returned to the theatre where I was working about a year ago, excited to tell them that I had a baby, and was pregnant again. Where this pregnancy came in, I don't know. They told me that they still hear things from parents about what a good teacher I was. Instead of telling them about my dad, I decided to hide in the theatre basement instead. I woke up shortly after that, pleased that I had a baby. I'm not quite sure what it means, because it seems like such a disturbing chain of events. I would love some insight here. I looked up some of the broader symbols but couldn't make heads or tails of it. Thanks in advance!

Hi, I dreamt that I was a sister (human) to a fox called Queenie and a badger (no name). the badger had run away from home and me and the fox and our family were trying to find it to nring it home. the fox then disappeared. We go to each home in the area and turn up to a home of 2 spinster sisters and hear a crash. Before that I see 2 chickens walking and think if the badger and fox were here they would have killed those. We go to go to the back yard and despite the sisters trying to stop us we see that they have slit the badgers throat and the fox is trying to hide in a lake. they killed them to stop them killing their chickens. Weird or what! any suggestions of what this may mean? FYI I am 14 weeks pregnant. Thanks

I dreamt of visiting my aunt old house, the one i used to stay with her in when i was a child. i was sure i had the right one, but when answered door by new owner she said that she knew nothing of my aunt, but i could come inside to talk. Inside was my Nanna, (who has been dead now for 4 years, whom i loved very much), she told me that she could take me to my aunts house which was 2 doors up. She held my hand and we walked up the road to the house, talking about my aunt teaching me how to bake cakes when i was even too small to see above kitchen worktop! Then dream changes, i'm with my best friend on the day my nanna dies, going to my nannas front door of her house. Finding her door unusually open, no one there. Back door open too with signs of forced entry. Realising that my Nannas house has been burgled-on the day she has just died of all days. I break down crying whilst calling 999 garbled, i know- but it has affected me greatly as my nanna brought me up as a child thanks for your help

I had a dream where somebody broke into my house (Not too uncommon) but from here is where it got weird. I went into my basement, and the person who broke in was using my bathroom, and they had taken somebody prisoner. The prisoner was hanging in a net in the middle of my basement. I got out a butterfly knife and cut them down (struggling a bit). It turned out the prisoner was an old friend of mine I haven't seen in 2-3 years. We escaped my basement and got into his car and drove off. I called my mom and told her what happened and was responded with an "Oh My God..." like it was something terrible. For some reason I told her "I'm not going to math class because someone broke in, so we're going to see a movie.." Once I got back my father had hired people from my highschool to keep constant watch around the house, and then we went and waited at the top of our street to try and spot the car... It all felt so real, I remember every turn I took every hall I went down, everything, but I haven't the slightest idea what it could mean! Ideas?? I woke up literally terrified, I don't know why it scared my so much, but I was extremely scared upon waking. Thanks- Jon

, I must confess to two very spfcieic blocks/fears that I have in making my dreams public domain:1. I consider dreams to be a part of our sacred self, as much, and often more so, than our mundane selves, and I feel especially vulnerable to share them with a public forum of\'strangers\' Rather than an intimate group of friends 2. I intend to use the content of my dreams for published works in the future, and have concerns about the content being shared or used by others without my permission Any thoughts you have will be much appreciated.Thanks and blessings for a joyful and prosperous 2012!JM

, I must confess to two very spfcieic blocks/fears that I have in making my dreams public domain:1. I consider dreams to be a part of our sacred self, as much, and often more so, than our mundane selves, and I feel especially vulnerable to share them with a public forum of'strangers' Rather than an intimate group of friends 2. I intend to use the content of my dreams for published works in the future, and have concerns about the content being shared or used by others without my permission Any thoughts you have will be much appreciated.Thanks and blessings for a joyful and prosperous 2012!JM

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