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I was in a school gymnasium. shiny floors of the basketball court... red and white line markers on the floor of the court. i am standing in the middle of the gymnasium, the bleachers are full of people. I can see them, notice their clothes and feel that I know who they are... however, I cannot see any of their faces. They have blank faces. Like skin pulled down over them or something. No features, just flat skin colored faces.They do have their hair, I believe... though none stood out that I recall. In front of me is a man in all black. pants, long sleeves, and a black ski mask. He has a knife... a jagged edge knife like a hunting knife or something. He is repeatedly stabbing my mother who is hunched over and dressed in some sort of dress or long skirt and long sleeves. I cannot see my mothers face but I knew it was her. I start screaming and trying to run towards them but cannot move. All of a sudden, an old friend from school 3-12th grade friend, Cory was beside me with his arm around me as though he were comforting me. His face was the only one I could see in the whole nightmare. All of a sudden, my mother drops to the floor and lots of blood. The man swings his head up and looks at me straight in the eyes. I can see his medium brown almond shaped eyes. the skin around them was of a light brown color. He lunged towards me to come after me and I was able to turn and run - this is where I woke up. When I woke up, I was hysterical and as if in another world. one that I couldnt get out of. My roommates say I satt in the closet for three days. Rocking and crying and talking about my mother being dead and that he was coming for me. All I remember is that anytime I would close my eyes, it would continue so I didnt want to go to sleep. The next thing I know, or realize, or came to... so to speak... I was standing in the kitchen cooking macaroni on the stove and my friend was standing there looking at me and asking what I was doing. I dont remember coming out of this state at all. If three people hadnt told me and were all very serious about the fact that I had been in the closet freaking out for three days and nobody could calm me down or get me out of that place or state I was in.... I wouldnt believe it. I didnt think I had been there for three days, nor did I remember a lot of what they said I was doing... All I know is what I felt and what seemed so real to me to this day. I usually dont remember details like these from my dreams/nightmares... this one didnt feel like a dream... it felt like reality. people continue to tell me it was only a dream, but all I can say is that I have never had a dream feel like this or put me into such a scary and helpless place. I never EVER want to go there again. This was when I was 18yrs old. Since, my mother has passed from alcoholism when I was 33.I am 40 now.

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Dream began with me watching things in the 3rd person perspective. I was in the living room. Things looked decrypted and time tarnished. I noticed floorboards rotted, wall paper falling. The ceiling was brown with watermarks. I took a quick glance at the room when an instant rush of fear and helplessness struck me, as I noted a dark figure standing near the center of the room. Just about 20 feet in front of him, was the door leading to the porch in front of the house. Above the door there was an inscription; I could not read it. While trying to read what was on the wall I heard steady footsteps on the porch outside? Somebody knocked on the door..... The dark figure opened the door, as the door opened I noticed it was a blonde looking woman in a sea blue dress. As she walks in the dark figure causes me to see an impulse of red light and a small physical shock. I noticed when I seen the initial red flash it had an eye inside it. The only way to describe it would be as if somebody had shot a red laser into your eye wille it causing you to see hallucinations. After this the inscriptions on top of the door started to bleed. Things really start getting strange. The woman starts walking towards the dark figure. As she is walking her body begins to change. Her face, eyes, legs all started to wrinkle up. Then the dark figure pointed across the room. There's a plastic 5 gallon jug lying in the corner. She walked over to it in a horrific manner, rushed back over and got on her knees. She grabbed the bucket and poured it over her face. Her body began to melt and peel off. Her eyes melted and all that was left was a skull. Still alive she then dragged the skull through the left over pool of acid and body parts still on the wooden floor.

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When I was younger, I constantly had dreams of being a Arch Angel sent to Earth by God. My task was to do something on Earth but the moment I went to Earth I forgot what I was suppose to do. I couldn't go back unless I did my task. So there I stayed on Earth for the rest of my existence. I lived the life of a human, wearing large coats to hide my wings, stealing food to survive. I looked like I didn't have a bath in a long time. I lived in a hold abandoned home high up in the mountains away from other people. A few years later I was found out by the humans, local media everywhere, scientists captured me, probed me, shoved tubs up inside of me, trimmed my flight feathers so i couldn't fly away, put a tub down my throat as a breathing tube, while I was submerged in a tank full of water as I slept. A month past as my feathers had grown back. Some how I managed to get out of the tank and pull away from all the tubs and needles that they had inside of me. I was naked and didn't have any clothes to wear but I needed to get out of that horrible place that I was in. I managed to get out but they were firing guns at me as I climbed out a window. I flew away as fast as I could. They were still firing there guns at me but I managed to escape. Once I had escaped I found a beautiful realm of some kind. The building was white, bright, with tall pillars. There were beds and cribs everywhere for the children that had passed away. I was standing there in a white dress and gold bracelets on. The kinds were all laughing and smiling, horses running around. It was like paradise, with nothing to worry about. Then all my dreams stopped. Few years later I had the same dream of this paradise world, but it was not the same. Not a sound from the children playing, not a sound from horses, and babies. The only sound that was heard was the wind. Dead, dried up leaves blew in and out of the room in and outside. Dust was collected on everything that I touched. It had been empty for so long. It was dark, miserable, and lonely for so long, it was as if no one ever lived here.

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I had a dream last night that I was in an unfamiliar house that I know is not mine in my mind but iin my dream it was mine . As I was walking into the back yard I opened the hardy and strong screen door that leads into the back yard . Outside it there were plants and shrubs with a wooden deck with stairs that lead down to the back yard. As soon as I walk out my dog runs past me as he always does in real life . I just it was almost simoustanley turned around my dog started barking because of a green ish brown snake was there. And he started to bark and try to attack it as the snake was trying to do the Same thing . So I sprung into action and help to defend and protect my beloved dog from getting bitten and injured . I was all so trying to attack it my self to get the snake to go away. I some how got my dog back into the house along with my self and closed the screen door. During this whole thing I was a little scared but got past it to protect my dog and attack the snake .. As soon as I closed a door a wild bunny appeared as it tried to get into my house I look at it with fear that it might get attack as well . The bunny turned around and it screamed in Fear . Again my instincts kick in regardless of what might happened to myself . I opened the door while holding my dog back so he does not get out side again . I opened the screen door trying to get the bunny inside the house to protect him but as soon as I opened the door the snake saw it and rushed to get inside. I shut the screen door as soon as the snakes head got into my house but I shut the door fast and closed it on his body almost two to three inches past his head . It reacted and pulled its body back . But the bunny was still there out there with the snake. Again I jump out side and closed the screen door behind me . I got I between the snake And The bunny and was defending the bunny from the snake. As it was now focused on. Me trying to get me now I got the bunny to get away . When I did that my family came out side. First it was my little 3 year old niece trying to come out side through the screen door as I was defending myself from the snake now. My got all the way out side and shut the door behind her too. Now I have some one else to protect and my mom suddenly came out side through anothe door leading to the back yard and walk to the side of the house where I was. Then I started to scream at them to get away that there is a snake. My mom asking me something that is as not paying attention too what she was saying . I guess she did not realized the situation that I was in I was pushing her yelling at her to get away from here. And my little nice was still in danger of the snake because she was the closet to it . I was still trying to defend the snake away protecting my family and my self from being bitten as it was trying to strike and hiss . I got the back screen door that I can out of open . I remember being scared and panicking while at the same time my instincts to protect and defend everything I loved. With bravery to do some that's is scary . My nice was trying to fight me like a little kid and wanting to stay outside not knowing the situation that she was in . I was pushing her back into the house hold my niece pushing back trying to outside. I was pushed she hard to get her back in the house that she fell over hitting her head on the door way I just keep pushing her to get back in. As I finally got her back inside the house she did not get hurt nor did she cry that she hit her head . While all this is still going I did not see my dog anymore as he retreated back in the house where it was safe. I shut the sort being my niece to prtect them from the snake getting inside the house and then she diiapeared from Site as she walk further away from the screen door into the house . I successfully protected the my dog bunny and 3 year old niece from the snake. All that was left now was my mom who was not paying attention to the situation I was pushing her to go away to prtect her from the snake the snake was still hissing and striking at me. We finally got distance away from the snake I believe it was about 1 or 2 yards away and I finally woke up from my dream. I protected my family my beloved pet dog a wild bunny that finally got away from the snake. That happened right before my nice and mom came around almost same time. Then I woke up , It was about 2:00 - 2:15 am when I awoke.... I am trying to examine my dream but do not know what it means.

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I was at my Grandparent's house and heard music coming from outside. I couldn't figure out where the music was coming from, so my sister and I went outside to see. It was coming from my Grandparent's garage. The garage doors were open but the lights were off and we couldn't see anything or anyone inside. All of a sudden, a squirrel ran out and several forest animals followed. I ran back inside and when I opened the front door a soldier was standing to my right. I could see through him. I said hello and he kept facing forward. I closed the door and turned around and saw my Grandfather standing there. He was smiling at me. His skin was wrinkleless and he looked young. He didn't move his mouth when he spoke, but I could hear him. He told me how much he loved me and missed me. He told me how proud he was of me.

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8 years old son sleeping when Jesus comes into my dreams. We talk about learning your lesson on the first try . You get one chance for god is harsh and Jesus likes to watch me play with me we play games together ,walking around I can look up in his eyes and my answered from an question is known without words. Jesus loves to walk on water ,like an trick and why is there an ghost like figure dressed in white , bright colors shown on her head crown of flowers'. Jesus is more interested about me through questions about what I like, feel more comfortable with that than my question for him .Jesus is on the ghost like clothes yet his eyes are purely righteous feeling glimmering bluish,green eyes. His voice is soft unlike god .im building him 3huts for him out sticks ,clay muddy?

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Last night I dreamed there were two sisters; one was around five the other was about sixteen. The older one had dark colored skin (a few degrees darker than caramel, but not as dark as chocolate) with brown eyes and thick black hair that fell to her back. I never actually saw the younger one, but she had a presence. I was wearing this white dress with a ribbon around the middle. I was suppose to protect them both from a stalker, I think I was hired. The stalker had already gotten to them once and it resulted in the older sister getting raped and now he was trying to get to them both, whether to kill them or worse. Anyways, we were moving quickly to another safe house. When we got there we rushed inside because I thought we were being followed. Inside the House was almost all white, even the steps on the staircase (of which there was only one). There were no lamps and the only light seemed to come from a large window above the door we just entered. The light illuminated the wall we were facing which had only three things of note. One a staircase, which was also white to the point where you wouldn’t be able to see it without the shadowed outline of the steps. Two, a romanesque doorway with no door that was to the left of the staircase. Three, a white door at the top of the staircase. The only color was the floor, which was a glossy, rich deep reddish-brown wood. There was a banging from the door behind us and without turning around we ran up the staircase and through the door at the top. as the door swung shut I saw the Man and about twenty others, dressed as security personnel, siege the House. He was older and tall with salt with pepper hair and dark, glittering, eyes that were so dark you couldn’t tell where the pupil was. His face was lined, though not heavily, a little around the eyes and mouth. I saw a lot before the door closed. We faced another problem in the shape of three identical doors. We chose one at random and continued to flee through the House. Door after door after identical door we ran. eventually we came to a small room. It looked like a child’s bedroom, the walls were purple and pink and there was a twin bed covered with stuffed animals. There were two windows that I planned to be our escape. Before we could leave I had to go back and lock all the doors we came through. This was of vital importance in the dream because i thought it would buy us time. So I told the girls to stay put and back I went through the endless maze of doors, back to the first door. As I locked it, I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and knew I didn’t have much time. So I quickly worked backwards hoping the locked doors would slow them down and I would have time to make it back to the girls and out of the window. One of the doors lead to a pale bedroom with a king sized bed and with a pair of french doors on one side that would serve as my shortcut. I turned my back to lock the door, but it took longer to lock because the hinges were loose so I had to lift the door to lock it. As I turned towards the doors that were to be my escape, I panicked… They were blocked. A white vanity covered my only other escape route. The top of the vanity was covered with small nick-nacks such as glass bottles, small statues, books, and jewelry. I didn’t know how it could have happened because a few minutes before the doors were unobstructed. I rush over to move it out of the way, knowing I spent too much time already because I could hear doors faintly crash open behind me. I notice that no matter how hard I pushed against the table it wouldn’t budge, fear seized me when I noticed it was bolted to the floor. I was confused and terrified. Confused because I didn’t know how the vanity could have moved there or how it could have been bolted down without me knowing; terrified because my only other means of escape was through the door I just locked. A chuckle filled the room. It was deep and cold and numbing all at once and what was worse was that it wasn’t from me. I turned to see the Man leaning against the frame of the door behind me. “What do we have here?” His voice was accented, British, I think. He sounded amused and curious, though, like I was some strange animal not behaving as it should. He approached me with swagger and nonchalance, knowing very well that I was trapped and well past the state of panic and barely keeping it together. I knew then what it was like to be a cornered animal; standing in front of him stock still, heartbeat rising along with adrenaline. While I was panicking he just smiled at me. It was a predatory smile and I slowly started backing away. I knew I could not go anywhere, he knew it too, and his smile widen when I ran into the vanity. the baubles on top jangled. When he got within arms reach and politely said, “Pleasure to meet you.” That snapped me out of whatever weird, hypnotic fear I was in and I reacted instinctively and impetuously. I reached behind me and grabbed statue from the vanity behind me. He was shocked and stumbled back. Using this to my advantage I foolishly tried to move the vanity. I heard a laugh behind me. He had recovered and was chuckling at my sad attempts at escape. I was still facing away from him and a sense of hopelessness washed over me. I felt him come up behind me and say, “Are you quite done?” I lowered my head and I felt his hand on my shoulder as he slowly made me face him. He took out this wickedly sharp knife and started playing with my dress. “Such a shame to ruin such a lovely dress.” The blade pierced the fabric at the back of the dress and I felt the cool metal graze my skin. I could not take it anymore so I turn around and tried to get as far away from him as possible. I made my way across the room hoping to unlock the door on the other side. I only got a few steps before my legs gave out and I sank to the floor. I sat there, holding what was left of my tattered dress to by body, as he walked around me. He crouched down and I looked up at him. I was so afraid I was tearing up “Please, don’t. Just please.” He just smile and touched my face, I tried to flinch but he held my head in place. “Come now, that’s enough of that.” he said, and he drew my face towards his and then… I woke up.

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I got on this bus hoping to see a particular someone. He wasn't on it but I felt it would be on his path. Sure enough he was running by, then popped his head in the bus to see me. I followed him to this place that had a list of stuff on it (not sure what). There were too girls that appeared jelous, they didn't seem very nice when they saw us together. Next we were sitting in this building that had a bunch of rows of chairs and people sitting in each. I felt these two older ladies in from of us were not happy, like they didn't agree with us sitting together. But this particular person kept kissing me on my forehead, face, and arms. It was as though he could care less. Next is the weird part. I arrived at this big house that was empty. It had many rooms, but most were empty. One had a bed in it. Then this particular person asked if I would like to see his room. I said I already did and assumed it was this room with the bed in it (nothing but a bed), but he lead to the bathroom and a hidden door. When I went inside, it had tons of stuff in it. It was a bit messy, but still very nice. I noticed a list on his mirror that had two lists of people: girls who get easily offended and girls who don't. The list for the girls who don't easily get offended was very short. But this particular person was very playful and fun. Not sexually, just as a person in general. Then I woke up. I know who this person is, just don't want to say their name. :)

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