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Explore a collection of the latest dreams shared by our community. Discover common themes, intriguing narratives, and unique symbolism. From vivid adventures to thought-provoking scenarios, these recent dreams offer a glimpse into the subconscious mind and may even spark insights into your own dream world. Browse the "Latest Dreams" to find inspiration, connect with others, and delve deeper into the fascinating realm of dreams.

On an island, in order to leave you have to leave on a boat, everytime someone wanted to leave a little girl dressed in a black with black hair would appear, she then would throw axes at people on the boat and kill them. I finally escaped after only being hit once, however she headed out to sea after us. we dived and swam to an abandoned boat. in order for her not to see us we swam underneath the water. we could see her searching for us, then we got to the boat and she was waiting. we hit her with axes and then ended up trying to drown her, it was then that she became happy

I'm at the dance rectal doing a hip hop dance on the stage when all of a sudden someone comes up behind me they hit my head on the rail at the end of the stage and then push my off the stage and onto the ground, my head hurts so bad I can barely stand it. A friend comes and picks me up and brings me out to the front foyer and lies me on the empty table in the middle of the room. I cant stand the pain and I feel like im going to fall asleep so I tell me friend who says that I cant fall asleep but Im not really listening and start to fall asleep. i wake up in the hospital with him sleeping in the chair and i try to take the iv and off out, but theres something holding me down but i dont know what it is and no matter how hard i try I cant get out of it. then he wakes up and tells me that everythings ok but i know its not and all i want to do is just to get back to the recital to finish the dances. So i continue to struggle to get out of everything, and then a doctor comes in, someone i know that ive met before but i cant figure it out, all i know is that he scares me and i want to leave more than i did before. I won't let him come near me, for some reason i dont want him anywhere near me. My friend tries to calm me down he tells me that hes there to help but i know that hes only my doctor because he wants to hurt me.

One of my friends, Manasa, was hosting a “pre-homecoming” get-together at her house. Everyone was to come in their dress, and we would do make up and hair at her house. In my dream, she was my neighbor. I was washing the family van in my U2 band shirt and red plaid pajama pants and hadn’t taken a shower yet. I saw her open her garage door half-way and she was standing bent, underneath it handing out cookies from a box she was holding. She was already dressed in her lavender homecoming dress and hair pinned to the side. I realized it was already 5:00, less than two hours before the dance! I went over to her house, told her I would shower and put on my dress, then come back over. Our other friend, Abi, came over in a black dress. She and Manasa both tell me to hurry up since they would need me to put make up on everyone. I ran back home and into the shower. I woke up before going back to her house.

I am sitting in my second period classroom in a different seat than I usually do. A different teacher is also talking to the class, sitting on a familiar wooden stool. She isn’t teaching, she is just making conversation. Everyone is packed up and I get the sense that we are waiting for a call to let us go. I check the clock and it is about eleven am. The class keeps talking and I become impatient. When my teacher finally dismisses us, I turn around and notice it is 3:00 pm! I’m confused on why we have stayed in one class for four hours. The dream suddenly changes to a warm, candlelit dining room. The walls are light colored and the chairs dark wood. There’s even a tablecloth with set crystal glasses. I’m sitting next to my brother and sister, who for some reason are now Caucasian. My father is Dennis Quaid and he is warning us to be nice. Somehow I already know that the mother in my dream has died months ago and my father is just now finding a new woman, and she is coming over for dinner. My white brother and sister are sullen, but I am welcoming. She rings the doorbell and my father dashes up to open the door. My father’s prospective girlfriend , tall and blond, walks in and is seated my father. My brother and sister say hello reproachfully and I smile warmly and introduce myself. We are making awkward conversation when a letter is delivered for my father. He opens it and it is written by someone who has his exact same handwriting. It’s signed in by his name, with blood dried onto the signature. My father says that it threatens us to leave the house and nothing bad will happen. It’s strange because the letter is written to my father, from my father, and dated in the future. I wake up.

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