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I dreamed my son and I sat next to a pond that had lots of different colored fish, My son was splashing the water trying to touch the fish and slipped out of my arms fell in to the water and I couldn't pull him out, the water turn murky and I yelled for my husband to help me pull my son out of the water but he couldn't reach him. I saw my son drowning and I couldn't do anything about it, I wanted to jump in to the water but couldn't. Finally my husband pulled him out and my son wasn't moving, I hugged my son tight, trying to make him spit out the water until he woke back up

Ok so my pawpaw(grandfather) died 4 years ago June 19, i was closer to him than I was to my own father...i loved him very much and still do, so the fact that he was in this dream with me just terrified me even more. His old house, where i practically grew up, burned down this past christmas...and 3 days before it burned down, i had a dream that terrified me so very badly...that this is the first time i have even spoken of the dream since then and on top of that...it's reoccurring...this is that dream...: I was walking through nana and pawpaw's old house, I was in a pure white nightgown in my barefeet...and everything was fine at first...my pawpaw was there and he was still alive...i was hugging him and crying because i finally got to see him again...then all of a sudden, he grabbed his chest and he collapsed (which is weird because that is not how he died, he died from supernuclearpaulsey and pneumonia) ...i looked down and he was in a coffin...i dropped to the ground and picked him up out of the coffin and hugged him and rocked him back and forth saying i just got him back and i couldn't lose him again and crying...and then blood and flames started leaking through the ceiling and walls and light fixtures...and i watched the house burn down all around me...it seemed like eternity but when the flames went away...nothing was left...i looked down to hold my pawpaw close to me but he was no longer in my arms, he was buried beneath the ashes of the home and a headstone was erected there...i threw my arms around the headstone and wept until my tears became blood...the dream ended when i laid my head down on the ground beside the headstone and closed my eyes...and that's where I stayed in my unsoiled, still pure white nightgown... That was the dream i had just 3 days before the place where I spent most of my childhood burned completely to the ground and a lot of nights since...can someone possibly tell me what this means and why i keep having the dream?...I wake up crying every time i have it and i need to know why I'm having such a terrifying dream...

My mother passed away in 1980; I lost the ability to picture in my mind a few years later. Last night I dreamed about being at the ocean with a group of people, my daughter and great niece were there and we were swimming. there were bleachers there and my sister-in-law was sitting there. I went up to see her and saw my mother very vividly sitting beside her. I went over to talk to her and looked down and there were tons of flea-like insects crawling on my ankle. I was trying to brush them off and noticed this big bug embedded in my leg; I asked my mother to get it off and she said no because it was a stink bug but she started pealing off my leg; on the inside of this bug was all black. she finally got the bug off but the head was inserted into my leg so I just turned my leg over and the head fell out. then I was at this house where this group and I had been staying and I was standing on this big ladder trying to get my clothes off the line because I wanted to go home with Rhonda but I knew she had already left. As I was throwing my clothes down they became so heavy that the ladder tipped over and I fell. I landed on my feet but broke both of my leg and a rib which punctured my lung. It ended with me being in the hospital going into surgery.

I had a nightmare that the guy I have a thing with and I were in the army, but he had a bitchy girlfriend . All of us and our crew would hang out in the basement of someones house. And his girlfriend was being rude, so I got up to leave, and she said to him, "You're her commanding officer, aren't you going to tell her not to leave?" I said no words, just packed up a certain bag and came back and said, "I am not leaving, just moving my stuff." I was upset and went outside and he followed. Then flash forward. Our crew was hanging out in a basement, where we all hung out and some of our crew would go into another area. They did weird stuff. It flashed to them like wearing peoples faces, using knives, and laughing as they ate these people. Then it flashed back and one of the guys came into the room we all chilled in, he was covered in blood holding a gun and shaking saying, "Man we got into some weird shit, I don't know what to do." Then a zombie thing came out of his stomach and burst threw him and tried to attack. And the guy I have a thing with got his girlfriend in the dream and I out of there. Then I was flying a plane with her for us to escape and she some how crashed the plane. On the ground were tons of zombie like creatures, and one normal person tried to help us by sending us into this building. They closed it from the other side and there were zombies everywhere in the building. Some sitting down and some not. In the middle was a revolving door and the person had said that would be our safe zone. So we ran into there and some nurse like zombie with half a face crawled down from the ceiling and we were pretty much stuck in this revolving door area and apparently I kept trying to press pause but the zombies would still be coming at us. So finally instead of running I let it attack me and just kept saying, "It's just a dream, it's just a dream," until I woke up.

I had a dream that it was 6th pd and for some reason Jake was in our class. Im not sure what started it but he started saying extremely offensive things insulting homosexuals and he would not shut up. Throughout the whole thing i couldn't speak no matter how much anger had built up. The thing was no one spoke up until i noticed Chris made this face of like I had enough of your shit stood up , walked over to jake who was right next to me and asked him Why do you hate them so much? What did they do to you? Is it cause you're brainwashed by religion that you're like this? Then jake got pissed and insulted Chris so Chris pushed him back. Then suddenly jake tried to punch him and i had stood up and stopped him from punching Chris. I did that twice throughout the confrontation. Finally it ended and towards the end of class Chris came over and hugged me as a thank you.

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