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I appreciate your help in identifying what the following dream means: I dreamt that was going around with a close friend (opposite sex) to search for a house in a foreign country (I recognised the place to be a typical Italian village). While searching, in one of the houses, we met a common friend (who in reality is pregnant) in a room equipped for a baby boy (all in light blue, baby bed and all) no baby was visible and she did not look pregnant. At one point of the dream, we found the house which she liked. In reality, the house I visualised was her current house in Malta. I can't remember why, my friend and I argued and she left, the dream ended with me searching for her everywhere without finding her. I know its complicated... but I appreciate guidance.

I'm sitting on the stairs on my grandma's attic with an autistic kid maybe 2 or 3 years older than me. Blonde hair, green eyes, blue and white striped polo shirt, and tan shorts with a ton of large pockets. I don't know him, but I feel that he's important. A short man maybe as tall as me jogged pass us up the stairs panting, "Quick they're coming!" I know what he means, airplanes that drop dangerous bombs and fighter jets. I grab the autistic boy's hand and chase after the man, climbing another set of stairs that never really existed in reality. I look back and say, "We might need to turn around and go down." However I keep going up, ending up out of the house in a field. I had never been there before. Taking the boy's hand we run in the open and I see the jets circling. I see a set of bleachers, knowing somehow a person is going to save us and come in a plane to take us to safety. I see hundreds of innocent people climbing the bleachers. Standing there waving their arms. Looking for hope. Me, the boy, and the man are a hundred yards away from the bleachers. Then I see the bomb dive into the bleachers. Bodies are thrown everywhere. In front of me a hole opened up acting as a tunnel into a laboratory, we run in seeing all the scientists. They all in unison say, "Everything is ok." I turn around and the boy is gone. So is the man. As if they disappeared. I leave the laboratory and sit in the grass, holding my legs. Rocking back and forth, then I feel calm as if nothing happened and that everything that happened was all just a game.

I used to have this dreams in my teenage years i see a tea garden on top of a hill with a white cottage and from there i can down in the middle of the tea garden a lake. i also used to see peoples throwing me down from the cliff to a sea and i gasping for breathe. i also i used to see peoples piercien g my eyes with ahot burning road. what all these means and its true that i have the phobia of sharp pointed things,deep waters,high. what these dreams means to me.

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I usually have vivid dreams, but I can also usually interpret them myself, as I understand that the subconcious draws symbolic meaning from things. However, this one has me stumped and I am looking for help. Let me first preface this with some important information. Most importantly, I own three pet snakes, who are friendly and lovable. This is essential to understand because these snakes hold a different meaning to me as they are my pets, so it's not an ordinary snake dream, but rather a beloved pet dream. They are all also young and healthy (so there's no danger in reality of any harm coming to them). I have had about 4 or 5 dreams in the past year in which something or someone kills them in terrible ways. Most other things about the dream vary. It's always different locations and themes, and usually a different thing trying to kill them. Also, it's my two male snakes that are usually in danger. Another thing is that I recently dated a guy for the first time in a long time, and broke it off a couple weeks later. I liked him a lot but it wasn't serious. We hadn't been boyfriend and girlfriend or anything, it was just a matter of him being younger and not wanting a serious relationship. I was the one who broke it off as I didn't feel I could stay casual or non-exclusive. Last night's dream was the most disturbing one I've had, however, and so this is what has me seeking answers. Some aspects are hazy but I remember being in a large, lavish building, lots of red (my favorite color) and lots of attractive people around my age (26). It was some sort of function. The guy I most recently dated is there, and we are just kissing and walking around and having a good time (no sex or anything like that, just on a date, it seemed). I am suddenly somewhere else, and when I go up to find him there are attractive girls surrounding him. I try to push my way through, do things to get his attention, but nothing works and he ends up being weirded out by me and leaving with the other, more attractive girls. It gets a bit hazy here, but I am with a friend now, trying to find my way through this sort of palace. I remember going back and fourth and around in circles a lot before I find "my room" in this place. When I go in, my female snake's tank is there, open. To my horror I look down and she has been torn to pieces, her bloody tail on the ground. While I have no recollection of feeding her in the dream, I instinctively felt as though a mouse or rat (their food) has done this to her. I pick up the gross, bloody pieces of her and cry for help, but I am alone and no one comes. I start crying uncontrollably, and this is where I woke up, crying in reality. This was the worst dream I've had in a long time, and I am completely stumped as to what it means. My snakes are healthy and fine (I don't feed them live mice or rats so there's no danger of this happening in reality). In regards to the guy I was dating, I didn't believe there to be any serious feelings involved, as it was not a long-lasting or serious affair. He was the first person I had dated in a while though. Is my subconcious telling me different? I have none of these feelings while I'm awake. And what does my female snake's gruesome death have to do with anything? Somebody please help me make sense of this.

My dream I know not what it means For some reason, I leave work in the afternoon without telling anyone because I intend to be back quickly - but I keep getting delayed. I run into two young women walking. They don't see the impending tornado zooming toward them. I don't tell them or call their attention to the other people nearby who are scurrying to get away. I am somewhat relieved, as I pass them, to note that even though they are somewhat nerdy and plain looking, they have enough sense to put a jacket on. The one is sharing the navy blue jacket with the other - kind of draping it over her shoulders too. To my relief, the tornado does not hit where I am but goes to the outer banks and does lots of damage. I remember thinking that my life could have been so different if the tornado had not turned because a big tsunami could have formed and I was very close to the shore. How nice it would be to soak up the water and let myself enjoy the beach, but I know I have to get back to work I continue my walk and find myself in an empty theater foyer where the person who wrote and produced the movie is there for its first showing. No one but me is there to watch it. And I was just there by accident. I think I tell him that and he wants me to stay but I can't because I have to get back to work. But then other people start arriving to see the film and I am vastly relieved and slip out without being noticed. I continue on my way back to work and am increasingly agitated that I keep getting way laid and diverted. I try running, but it still does not feel like my body is going fast enough or that I am making much progress though my limbs are moving in a running motion. I get on an elevator and there are two men and one woman. The woman pushes the button to get us moving, but instead the floor folds up around our feet and we grab on to these dangling pieces of cloth to prevent from going down the elevator shaft. I know not to look down the shaft because then I will be really frightened I don't think it will help but lo and behold I start screaming as loud as I can and, miraculously, she and I end up outside of the elevator in a hall where there are other people. I watch the floor of the elevator go from its curled position and turn into a cradle. It is yellow in color with a brown edge. The other woman leaves to go to a bris and I leave to go back to work. Since I have been gone so long, I decide to just take the time I was gone and subtract it from my overtime so I don’t feel guilty about being gone so much longer than I thought I would be. And because it was under 4 hours, it would not qualify for sick time.

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