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I keep have dreams where I'm interacting with people I know or have met throughout my life sometimes talking, laughing, discussing something serious or involved in some type of activity and before waking up somewhere in the dream I see my mom or feel her presense in the dream. She never say anything, just looks at me an smile sometimes it feels like she is actually laughing at a joke or something my friends are saying. It feels as though she is right there with me and when I wake up I seem to forget the dream but just know that my mom was with me while I was asleep. Her and my dad were murdered in 1979 and I have had these dreams since their passing. Every now and then I dream about my dad too but it's mostly my mom. Please tell me how do I interpret this dream. It is not a nightmare because I feel calm and at peace when I wake up. Thank you.

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I dreamed i had a pair of dress brown pants to wear to work on monday. i was forced to marry a man i didn't know he was a powerful god; red skin big golden eyes usually wore brown pants and had horns on his forehead (tiny ones) i was a goddess; dark skin long black hair green eyes and wore a green flowy dress i have no clue what we oversaw in our positions but we hardly liked each other he already had a human woman he loved; pale skin fragil body black hair brown eyes i didn't have anyone i loved but i did have a slave that had feelings for me the woman that he loved didn't show any outer distain for me as she was the type to wander closer to weeping instead of fighting tooth and nail as stated before the god didn't like me that much i didn't like him either he was usually seen coddling his lover or being distant when i half-heartedly tried to connect with him somehow we were both placed in a marvelous bedroom by ourselves we had a confrontation on not wanting to partake in being apart of either's family but as the fight went on we grew more into eachother until a kiss happened after that the girl he loved was on her way to go back to her home and the slave busied himself with a new obsession the god and i we happy after that and then i woke up

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I dreamt last night i was a male soldier /peasant fighting in the bastille in france and we were fighting with the kings musketeers not actually with them but on the same side !!i helped release some peasants /villagers that had been imprisoned there but as i was leaving the tower behind all the prisoners we had freed from that section we were ambushed and i was shot in the head (face on) by a flintlock type pistol ....not surprisingly i felt blood rush over my face and everything faded and i woke up a little disorientated and with a headache !unusually i dont remember my dreams on waking up so for this to be so vivid, i could smell the rotten hay ,sweat,the stagnant water and the coldness of the stone walls and the roughness of the wood etc must have some meaning .

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My old friend wanted me to go on vacation with her to this cool house. It wasn't HUGE but It was pretty average sized, but the street was right out front, there was like no lawn or anything. Just street. We were sitting outside the house when I just randomly decided to go into the house, and found myself in this kind of dining room (where the front door was). In the dining room, this lady came over and told me "Coffee isn't allowed" referring to the coffee machine infront of me, so I was like, alright, and walked away. As I walked away, I ran into this guy who was a little older than me, or just really taller than me, with kinda like pin straight blonde hair that was sort of flippy. We just kind of said hi and exchanged names, then we both walked into this elevator along with some other people. Which was weird, because the house didn't look big enough to even hold an elevator. It was fine for a few seconds, but all of a sudden the lights started flickering and all of the pictures in the elevator fell down and broke on the ground and eventually the light just went out. I screamed obviously, and found myself holding on to the guy who apparently was named Justin (I dont know anyone named Justin so this was weird) but anyway I was holding on to him for dear life and said, "I just met you and I'm sorry but holy ******* god I'm scared." Then the elevator doors opened, and everyone else just walked out like nothing happened, so we both just did the same and walked right out. Now we were in this room with no furniture in it, but a lot of doorways surrounding it. One door was open, and out of the corner of my eye I saw something white blur around. When I turned, nothing was there. But when I looked back, a little girl who looked about 3 with really short red hair and a pink dress holding a teddy bear stood infront of us. She smiled and said something, but I forgot what she said. For some reason after everything weird happening, I got really worried and said, "We need to get out of here." Justin gave me a weird glance and then two more people showed up. One was fat and one was small, I'm guessing a brother and sister, but they showed up and gave us worried looks. The bigger girl spoke up, "You can always use the front door..." I laughed at myself. "Yeah." I said silently. Then, Justin looked worried again. "Wait, wait. I'll go out first, okay?" Everyone was silent, so he just nodded to himself and walked out the front door onto the street. The front door was glass, so we could see through it. When he walked out, two guys grabbed him and shoved him on the ground then burned him alive. No one reacted, we all just stood there. Then the dream changed, sort of to like a flashback, and it was Justin and the Coffee Lady fighting over this black dog. "Don't touch her!" Justin yelled, and the lady fighting back more, but then giving up and dropping the dog, walking away angrily. "I'll be back." She whispered. Then, the flashback ended. The little redhead girl walked up to me again. She started telling me about another boy, one that was "looking out for me" but he "refuses to show himself." For some reason, I knew exactly who she was talking about and started crying, and fell against the wall. I don't know the person she was talking about, but apparently in my dream I did really well. I can't pronounce his name, or type it, it was weird kind of name I'm guessing another language, but I kept screaming his name over and over while sobbing against the wall, then this older lady with her hair in a bun and a green dress walked by, smiling and mouthing "Soon" then I woke up.

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I had the most bizzarre dream. I dreamt I was hanging on the edge of a basket ( you know the ones they have under the big hot air balloons) and just as I'm about to climb in I slip and I'm dangling by a rope hanging 100's of metres in the air. But I'm not scared or anything, more pissed off that I can't get into the basket and I'm saying to myself told you , you needed to stay fit. I can hear a voice coming from the basket telling me to hurry up and there are voices from the ground telling me to let go and fall.. Basket was usual brown type wicker colour. Balloon was red and blue in stripes. I have no recollection if I was actually looking at anything. I can't recall any skyline or buildings, just the feeling of dangling from the rope, I can recall athe rope and its thickness, and looking up at the basket, I can remember hearing the noise the burners make and it was daylight, no sunset or dawn so I'm assuming middle of the day. Had no thoughts of looking down, and no fear, just irritated that I couldn't swing my legs up and getting really shitty at everyone who was yelling to let go and the whoever was telling me to hurry up was starting to piss me too.

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I had a dream where I was both my friend and myself. What happened was her step father, who was a demon was trying to take over the town. The children where kept in a stadium like thing with a huge gaping hole full of just dust, flesh and dying people. I met a elderly lady with a book when I fell into the hole, she handed me the book saying to give it to my friend in order for the town to turn back. I looked into it and she told me not to lose it, that it determines the towns fate and my own.The lady seemed like a witch. She had a ragged ripped up dress on and white long curly hair. I saw one page creased into the middle, as if saying read this page. When I looked at it it had chants in it. Once I found my friend we were all at my house. We hid behind a desk trying to hide from her step father, even though we later on find out he can sense out wherever she is. Once he found her she got dragged out of the house. She managed to escape and went into a house two streets away. Seeing that she left the book behind I went to find her. I searched, climbing and running through dead bodies and the earth slowly falling apart upon each foot step. I ended up seeing her through a window she was peeking out. It was in one of the larger houses near by. I handed her the book and told her to read the page, and she didn't know what to do. We ran out, seeing her step dad every now and then appear out of nowhere until we saw the lady again. We asked and she told my friend to chant it multiple times until she began to see him slowly fall through the ground. Going through a grocery store we decided to hide in a theater nearby it that was built with the store, just in another section. We looked through and it looked like a ceremony, movie theater type area. By the podium we saw her step father who was about 8 feet with black mist flying around him, unable to recognize anything but his facial expression and hair. He had a mischievous grin while speaking to her mother who resembled a demon, but was still practically human in our eyes. There was another guy as well with them, had longish black hair and we had to witness them all yelling at each other when the other man touched her fathers throat with a sword. That's when he was floating in air getting attacked by all these parasites and you see his eyes get torn out and eaten while bugs are attacking and cutting open his body. He was then thrown at the door which banged opened and we saw his body. When her step father saw us he dragged us in, not by touching us though. Once we were in my friend grabbed her book and that's when her step father grew wings, trying to force himself to fly up, instead he crashed right through the ground. Completely destroying the ground and killing her mother.

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I keep having a dream about a guy I hooked up with ? Almost over a year ago me and this guy kinda hooked up, we didn't have sex but we were close to it. After that we had no type of relationship. But where I live he's like a local celebrity so o hear about him and see all the time and he always says hi to me but we never hold a Convo. In the last two weeks I had three dreams about him. Two of the dreams were that he was living with me and that's it nothing sexual. And in the other dream he was my boyfriend . What does this mean? Someone tell me why I keep having dreams about him ? I know I don't have feelings for him cause I never did even we did hook up, it was just a accident.

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