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Last night I had a horrible dream that my friend committed a spree killing. It started in the living room of the apartment myself, him and six other friends live in. Myself and the three girls were relaxing in there when he came in and was very concerned with making sure that we weren't going to a local nightclub which we all like that night. He didn't say why but we agreed that we probably wouldn't. Skip ahead to later that evening when a group of other mutual friends were also in the room, but got up and left for the club. My male friend had no problem with letting them leave despite knowing what would happen. He left shortly after. Once he left somehow us girl knew he was planning to shoot people in the club later and were very careful to speak in whispers about it as we didn't want him to know we knew. I tried to call the police but every time I entered the number it rang somewhere else so eventually I had to give up and decided to go to the club to get help by myself as the others were too nervous. On the way there I came upon a small girl of about 10 who I knew was going to the club also. I tried to convince her not to go but she wouldn't listen to me and left anyway. I arrived at the club and there were people dancing as well as long aisles like in a Grocery Store. I saw the small girl again and tried to convince her to leave when I realized she was actually an accomplice of my friend in disguise. At that point my friend started shooting people but was surprised and upset to see I had come, and did not shoot me with the rest. I knew the mutual friends (who I am much closer to than him) must have been killed although I did not see it. There was blood and screaming people everywhere and I tried to stop him with a gun I found but each time I missed the shot. After he was done he was angry with me for finding out and I tried to run home but both him and his accomplice tried to chase me. When I reached home nobody was there and I tried to disguise myself as an animal (not sure where on earth this came from). My friend came in and didn't recognize me and told his accomplice he was angry I had seen it but that he had done it all for me and now that he was finished he was going to make sure I got pregnant. I tried to leave but he noticed the animal I was disguised as... and that's when I woke up. I'm really confused about what this might mean. It was really disturbing and a relief to finally wake up from it. I'm also 100% sure in real life there are no romantic feelings by either of us towards the other and he has never been physically violent to anybody.

My boyfriend Nick, a co worker and myself are being held hostage by an unknown male. We are at my parents house, alone. He seems to be mentally challenged, gets frustrated and yells orders at us. In my dads garage he has my boyfriend In a chair and has me typing out a kind of list of demands or something on the computer, I'm not sure. As I cry, I explain that my dad will be VERY angry at us for being in his garage when he gets home. The unknown bad guy laughs and says he'll get him drunk or use this, and motions at a knife in is pocket. Nervously I sit down on Nicks lap and keep typing but Nick is slowly backing us up towards the door. The attacker notices this and reaches for a cable to tie us up. I cry and ask him not to. Suddenly, we are in a different part of the house with the same chair. As the bad guy gives me orders, I motion to Nick to run for the back door, he does very quickly. As the attacker runs after him I scream for my co worker to follow me into my old bedroom and try to lock the door, but the attacker is much stronger and forces his way into the room. I beg him not to hurt us and he knocks us onto the floor. With 2 ball point pens he starts stabbing at my legs and saying "I'm gonna kill you both!" When he motions towards my co worker I scream, "please, I'll do anything!" He reaches into his pocket and grabs a handful of permanent markers. He starts writing obscene things up and down my legs. He lifts my shirt and writes "I love sex" on my stomach. Before he can actually touch me, Nick is back in the room kicking him off of me! The rest is blurry but the bad guy was gone and my co worker unscathed except for one pen mark. I climb onto what is my old bed and everyone seems fine except me. I'm uncontrollably crying. When my parents get home they don't even offer a hug. I tell my mom what he tried to do and she starts recounting stories from when I was younger saying "you've always been sexual"! Only my older brother Dustin, who I haven't seen in 3 years holds me and tells me it's ok. And it's not until my mom sees me shaking and crying and lifting my pant legs to show her, that she realizes how very real and scary it all was for me. Then I woke up.

I had a dream about a woman who looked young from far away but was actually elderly in the face. She wore black sunglasses and a green shirt with an l on it. My. Grandparents and I went to Jamaica, she was stalking us, and I got tired of it so I went up to her and asked what her problem was. She stood still and silent for a few seconds, then broke into an abnormal scream, and jumped/ran away in a monkey like position. This continued for a while, just in different locations.

This was the first night that I actually sat down to think about what every aspect of my dream was about. It started with my mother, brother, and I walking into the local medical center. We were waiting in the lobby of the dental section of the building when my mom noticed two young children. They appeared to be of the age 5-6, a boy and girl, that were acting as if they were a grown couple. I felt confused when I saw them hugging, holding hands, and kissing. My mother then started to comment on how disgusted she was and said "Children are never to be allowed to be in relationships." I felt the room closing in on me while I began to feel embarrassed and ashamed of my mothers beliefs. A security guard went up to the young kids and pulled them apart and pointing at me afterwards, he wanted me to follow him. My conscious was telling me to stay behind but I couldn't physically stop myself from getting into the elevator. Floors 1-6 were marked down in the elevator then suddenly there was a 35th floor, that's where we got off. The security guard told me we were on the foster care unit of the building and that I had to be his witness of what happened between the two kids. I felt very uncomfortable and anxious so I decided to sneak away back into the elevator to go back to my family. When the elevator doors opened there were a group of kids of all ages stuck in there claiming that the security guard had forced them too to go up to the 35th floor. When I pressed the button to close the elevator doors the security guard came running with his gun pointing directly at me. At this point of my dream I woke up and that's all I can remember. My interpretation of my dream is the guilt I have inside of me for keeping a secret from my mother that I have a boyfriend . I think my brother was in my dream mainly because he knows of my boyfriend and has yet to tell my mother. I had a dentist appointment the morning after my dream which is probably why I dreamtThis was the first night that I actually sat down to think about what every aspect of my dream was about. It started with my mother, brother, and I walking into the local medical center. We were waiting in the lobby of the dental section of the building when my mom noticed two young children. They appeared to be of the age 5-6, a boy and girl, that were acting as if they were a grown couple. I felt confused when I saw them hugging, holding hands, and kissing. My mother then started to comment on how disgusted she was and said "Children are never to be allowed to be in relationships." I felt the room closing in on me while I began to feel embarrassed and ashamed of my mothers beliefs. A security guard went up to the young kids and pulled them apart and pointing at me afterwards, he wanted me to follow him. My conscious was telling me to stay behind but I couldn't physically stop myself from getting into the elevator. Floors 1-6 were marked down in the elevator then suddenly there was a 35th floor, that's where we got off. The security guard told me we were on the foster care unit of the building and that I had to be his witness of what happened between the two kids. I felt very uncomfortable and anxious so I decided to sneak away back into the elevator to go back to my family. When the elevator doors opened there were a group of kids of all ages stuck in there claiming that the security guard had forced them too to go up to the 35th floor. When I pressed the button to close the elevator doors the security guard came running with his gun pointing directly at me. At this point of my dream I woke up and that's all I can remember. My interpretation of my dream is the guilt I have inside of me for keeping a secret from my mother that I have a boyfriend . I think my brother was in my dream mainly because he knows of my boyfriend and has yet to tell my mother. I had a dentist appointment the morning after my dream which is probably why I dreamt about it because I was trying to remind myself to call the office to see what time was my appointment. The two young kids probably symbolized the innocence that my mother thinks and hopes I am. The security guard probably symbolizes the fact that I'm keeping a secret away from my mother. I'm trying to protect her like a guard from the truth by keeping it to myself, while the gun means that the day she finds out she'll be emotionally hurt which I realize now. about it because I was trying to remind myself to call the office to see what time was my appointment. The two young kids probably symbolized the innocence that my mother thinks and hopes I am. The security guard probably symbolizes the fact that I'm keeping a secret away from my mother. I'm trying to protect her like a guard from the truth by keeping it to myself, while the gun means that the day she finds out she'll be emotionally hurt which I realize now.

I was on a team of workpeople and there was one adult that was with us. He was maybe in his thirties and i felt a connection with him like we were close. However, i was the only one who noticed him turning evil as he sat at his desk and was working. His hands were creating electric shocks, and nobody else saw this but me. And i'm actually scared of electricity too. Then i saw his face go evil and he was like in a trance. and then the lights started to flicker on and off. He was turning into a villain.

I got these belwo 3 dreams in a 3 weeks of time 1. I have seen Lord Shiva & Temple Premises of my Village. (I immediatly visited that temple and offerred the Prayers) 2. I have seen 2"Padukas" along with a very small Siva Linga, ornamented with Silver Naagabharana. I was saying to someone in dream that "though here we are seeing padukas, its actually Shiv temple, we can also see Rudrabhishekha." 3. A very old Shiv Linga, kind of one no is worshipping it. Little cracked in few areas of Shivlinga. May I know these Predistions about my series ofdreams

I'm an apartment, DF's apartment, my recent stepfather. This is nothing like his actual house however, though I wasn't thinking like that at the time. The colors of the house are pale, boring, light grey, white, and a shade of tan that barely makes it any brighter. Directly to my left is a large, hardwood table, seen through a pale lens of colorlessness. Farther forward of that it a kitchen, with marble tops and light grey counters, still no contrast or brightness. To my right, and slightly forward is a living room. The wraparound couch is pale tan, badly accentuated with white and light grey pillows. I take a few steps into the living room, and soft plush meets my toes. Looking down, there is light grey fluffy carpet in between my feet. A foggy glass sliding door at the end of the living room. I sense rather than feel the other people in the house. DF, my stepdad, MOM, my mother (Who else?), and my stepbrother, CC. The rest of my immediate family is nowhere to be found, but my thoughts barely brush upon this subject without any feeling of alarm or surprise. Scene change. I'm outside. The sky is a bright blue and the grass is so light it almost looks like frosting. The fence is a wooden color, pale by any normal standards, but neon in comparison to the inside of this house. Our house/apartment rests on the side of a hill, and I see thousands more of the houses spread around us. The hill is alarming steep. A fence surrounds our house except for a small break in the back right corner. Accompanied by neighborhood kids and my brother, CC, I run towards the exit, looking for something adventurous. The rest is a joyful and exciting blur of running around the hillside, and finding an odd stairway that circles downwards. The end of the 'hill' is actually a small hang over, and the staircase is a circular structure leading to a raised concrete wall with a little over a foot of space under it. I remember running down these stairs, feet hitting it and making a loud ringing sound due to the metal structure, even with the actual steps being made of concrete. I remember worming under the wall with someone, hiding and trying to muffle my laughter and quick breathing. Later, I return home, the night sky looking purple, with amazing white lights of a variety of sizes glinting down on use like a cartoon sky. Scene change. I'm farther into the living room now, and it's later in the day, according to the sunlight streaming through the glass door. No one is here with me anymore, except KC sitting on the pale couch. She's doing something. It feels like she's watching a movie or playing a game, but I can't see what she's watching or playing. Odd. I ask her where my phone is, and she turns her head to me quickly before turning it back, light hair flying wildly, emphasizing her youth. She directs me to the kitchen, but doesn't know for sure. I walk into the kitchen, The floor is a pale marbled tile, pale cabinets with stone tops. Every piece of kitchenware is hidden from sight, very unusual for our house. You would see a cast iron tool at the very least sitting on the stove, but none of the usual tools are sitting on the counters. I look around me, not seeing it on the gleaming counter tops. Somehow I determine that the last place I had it was outside. I head out with a cell phone, calling my own phone. I kneel down to use gravity to my advantage, sliding down the steep hill speedily, heading towards the stairway. I run down the stairs in a similar manner that I did the night before, but stop halfway, looking down at the dirty patch of grass on the other side of the wall. I don't see a ringing phone, and am about to leave, but I do see something. A black flip phone with an orange back sits there open. I get halfway through a thought, "MY PHONE IS PURPLE, THAT'S NOT---" but the dream takes over, and I can feel half of myself getting excited and running for the phone. I crawl under the wall, my small chest rubbing on the concrete floor and my back rubbing on the thick wall above me. Anxiously, i hurry over to the other side and pick up the phone, still on my stomach. It's not ringing, and the thought finally gets through to me that that was never my phone to begin with. Suddenly, I'm aware of something vibrating in my hand. I look down to the hand that was holding the phone I was calling myself with. Amazingly, I was holding my familiar purple phone.

I dreamt that I was sleeping in my bed at my apartment when I felt something pressing on my body. In my dream, I woke up to see that nothing was actually on me, but I saw the dark outline of a person, particularly a man, to the left of me. I pretended to be asleep to see if he would go away, but instead he started to climb on top of me. At this point, I wanted to yell for help, since all of my roommates were home, but when I went to open my mouth to yell, my throat felt like it was closing up, and I was unable to yell for help.

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