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I dreamed that I was in a jungle and was sitting on a throne as a queen and there were another woman with me and she was sitting next to me on a throne as a queen also we got tired so we decided to sit down in the thrones for a rest while sitting there our hands arms and legs were locked down by shackles where we could not move at all we were bound to the thrones we were sitting on . then we heard someone said they wanted to make us look like some goddess woman from a longtime ago so they put us through a mold in the wall and we were laid on the table to create us to look like the goddess she had one eye bigger than the other but she was beautiful. we were in a cave like place where there were a lot of trees around us.

I'm on the landing in front of my apartment watching a young grandfather mutilate corpses to build a new body for his granddaughter. She is tied to a table, naked, crying and screaming for her father, who is standing in the doorway, to help her. Her father can't move because he is afraid of his own father, who has threatened to kill him if he does anything. Even though the grandfather keeps running in and out of my apartment looking for things, the father can only think of where he could hide his cell phone so he can call the police and leave the phone running so they can find them without him having to speak to the operator.

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 was at the beach with my mother looking at the ocean from a mountain of sand. There was a guy running after his dog on the shore from left to right of our sight. Some minutes later we see the guy and the dog running and escaping from right to left on the shore with a crocodile behind chasing them. The crocodile gets bigger and bigger and stands up in two legs and becomes an enormous beast. My mom and I start running away but the huge crocodile gets me and eats me while my mom escapes

I am a lethal guardian. I was feared by most people and misunderstood. My real form was a black wolf with blood red eyes and black wings. When I was in human form I was able to keep my wings. I had a vision that the world had less than 24 hours before there was a zombie apocalypse. The vision included the people I loved dead and I was leading some people safely on an island. Then I went to an organization that was formed to kill monsters like me and I told them my vision. The worst part was I was crying because the person I like was part of the organization and his grandmother was the one in charge. So eventually I told the guy I like that I wanted him and the organization to go the island that I saw in my vision to be safe. They refused and stayed behind to fight the zombies with me while we were trying to save the human race.

I recently found out that my childhood sweetheart had not split up with his previous girlfriend of 4 years. After giving him a few chances when he promised he wouldnt lie again, even to the point of him moving in with me, I again discovered he spent the weekend with his ex. I had enough and contacted the other girlfriend explaining what had been going on and that she deserved to know. In the morning he texted me that we were over. She sent me a text telling me he had been lying and that they were always together. I forwarded this to him to confirming what I had suspected and asked him never to contact me again. After 3months of dating other people and having no contact with him apart from one 'middle of the night' missed call from him, I am missing more than ever and last night that he had married the other girl (who he constantly criticised to me and his friends), they looked so happy and he was holding her hand and showing off her wedding ring as he drove her away in a vintage rolls royce. I am now expecting to hear the got married on the grapevine. I have known this man for 30+years and never had him down as a cheat or womaniser. Previously he was married for 20 years to his first wife and never cheated on her. What does this dream mean?

It was a scene from like u would see at the movie. It was really weird. I was suspended by anchors hanging up in the air in a warehouse which had nothing but the ocean full of murky dirty brown water below me. Then the Air Force came to rescue me but I was to afraid to go or listen to them because I didn't want to jump in the water. Then the scene turns to me jumping in by myself after they had left. Then I was sitting on my counter in my kitchen drenched waiting for my captor/murderer who was my step-brother. He comes through the front door of my house with friends. They are all laughing and in good spirits, and he has a gun and he goes to shoot one but it was with a squirt gun. His friends thought that he was just kidding around and they all started running around having fun trying to find something that they can spray each other with water, and my brother was really looking for a real gun to kill people. Then I woke up and realized I should have escaped.

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