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My grandfather has died over 5 years ago and in a weird house i come to a table to where i kiss my grandma and see my dead grandfather sitting and i know he is a ghost and i kiss him anyway. Later than we were eating fried potatoes that my aunt always makes for me when i visit her in St. Louis, which i will be flying out to see her in 2 weeks. My grandmother would yell at me not to eat them for no reason. I joked around and still ate them with no feelings because i felt my grandma yelled because my grandpa was eating them. Then new freshly made ones came out and tasted better and i ate those. Then i look back at my grandpa and he is smiling at me and was wearing red lipstick.

I was walking down the street my daughter who is alive came up behind me. she went into a store and made a purchase and then we end up in a cab and go to my dead grand mothers house because I saw her in the window. I see an old friend carrying bleach up stairs I follow and see my dead grandmother she is smiling and talk she hugs me sits down. my dead grand father enters the room he is talking and smiling and I can't make out what he is saying. I see my mother who is alive sitting and not saying anything. What does this mean.

I had a dream last night that this guy was over my house, I don’t know who he was, but we were sitting in the den of my old house and I got up to close the blinds and I noticed that it was snowing and there was a zebra laying on the snow bank in front of my house. I thought it was dead at first but then it moved. So I panicked because I knew that my mom had gone out and would be back soon and I didn’t want her to walk up on the zebra. So I noticed my mom coming down the street and they guy got up to go outside to her to protect her from the zebra and I started knocking on the window to get her attention. Just then, my mom called my phone and I woke up.

Before I have had dreams about my husband cheating on me blatantly such as in a new home with a new neighbor or on a rack in a laser tag arena with another female player that we went to together on a date. I was upset when I woke but I knew that these were highly unlikely situations and that the problem was my concern about issues we had at the moment. Tonight I had a similar but very different dream. We (including two of my sisters our children and the child of a third sister...oddly this sister in real life cannot have children but the little girl was only a bit younger than mine and looked just like her mother) were at a friend\'s home \"hanging out\" two men who I know in real life and are straight in real life and two other men who were recent friends were also there. There was another room where a man and two teens were playing video games as well. We were all in the living room talking when the four friends (who were all homosexual in the dream) decided they wanted to go to the back room and have sex. My husband said he wanted to go check out the video game that was playing in the other room. After a few minutes I went out to check on the children. While out there it began to rain and I told them to come in. My oldest started acting very disrespectful towards me and I took her by the arm to talk with her with my husband. As I passed through to go to the game room the four men came out of the back room with my husband. He saw me and turned to walk away and I threw my daughter at him. So there are two things really bothering me about this dream. I can\'t decide if I am more upset that I threw my daughter (she means the world to me...I was told I could never have children and she was conceived that day with my first husband who passed away less than a year after she was born) or that my husband was cheating...and with four men. In real life now, I am sitting, awake. I hurt beyond tears and my stomach, head, and chest hurts like when I am heartbroken. I really need to understand what it all means with all of these added elements involved. Before we went to sleep tonight he told me he has been dreaming of searching in a dark room (or cave...he is not sure) for the past three nights. I also wonder if this had anything to do with my dream. Please help.

I was learning to hunt, and my father told me to show no mercy, and to just kill it. I guess, to ignore the bad feeling I got when doing it. So I was going towards a bird, sitting on a rock and eating, underneath shallow water. I went up to it, and slashed my hand across its belly. I ripped out its innards, and I could feel its heart beating against my hand before it died. I think I got rid of the part I ripped out, and took the rest of the dead body home. I may have gone back for the rest, but when I took it home, it was gone. For the rest of the dream, I felt the innards of the bird in my fingernails. It was wet and gooey, and I think it was white / yellow / clear, even though I suppose it should have been red.

Trapped in an old fashiondimmly lit bus surrounded by people I don't know who are all talking casually, but I cant understand anything that they are saying. I sit in my own thoughts trying not to be noticed. I check my jacket pockets but they are empty. The bus is cold although I'm dressed warmly. Then I look up and see a grotesque sickly looking figure. Hes covered in lumps and seeping filth and disease and I attempt to look away. But I cant. Then the man sitting beside me begins to laugh and stands and smacks the sick person. When he does the.lumps and filth splatter over the attacker. I sit and watch but the longer I do I rrlise some of the nastiness is on me. I try to wipe it ofttimes but I cant. Its on my face and for somereason my jacket is gone and the disease is kn my arms.and in my long hair. Although in the real world I have short hair. Then I begin to cry that I cant get clean. As I do I wake up.

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