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I dreamed of one tiger and 2 lions trying to get into my house. At times they would get in if a door was unlocked. They were threatening but never harmed me, I just wanted them out of the house. At times they would escape the back yard and I was always trying to keep them contained. I call the local zoo at 4:01 when they closed at 4:00 someone answered and gave me the number to a wild life sanctuary that could help me with my situation. When talking to the lady at the wildlife sanctuary she told me the reason that the cats keep coming back to my house is because the scent of our property is on the bottom of there paws. The lady told me to feed them, and keep them contained. She asked for my address and told me she was getting her team together and would be there shortley. I then threw out steaks to the lions that were in my back yard and gave the tiger alligator food that I over threw and it landed on the edge of the roof. The tiger was very eager to retrieve the food so when I opened the door the tiger propped himseld on my kitchen counter and the doorway so that he could retrieve his food. During this fiasco of the cats trying to get out of the back yard and into my house my neighbor next door was out with her black and white Shih Tzu, I immediately went out and told her to take her dog and go inside because it was dangerous. I know this dream is detailed and long but this dream in various versions is a recurring dream of mine and I have always wondered what it means.

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I stabbed a stranger, I don’t remember why but he was in our yard. I killed him and I felt it, I felt his blood splatter my face, the warmth as I stabbed and stabbed and ripped open his chest. My husband was with me, not stopping me nor helping, Just watching me. I dragged his body over the lawn of this beautiful house I do not live in but I sort of did you know? The grass was freshly cut and covered in dew, even though it was midday in summer, It wasn't hot. It wasn't cold enough for dew either. I put him in the garden shed, He was dead by now. I went along and cleaned the grass off, not with a hose but endless tissues as if it were fine carpet. My older sister, which I don't have comes home. Her husband and her kids all have no faces, Just black. Daughter 3, Brown curls and pigtails. Son unknown, I saw nothing. Husband roughly 40, Dark hair. My older sister was a short, stumpy fat blonde, I have seen her before, I know this because she had a face. My husband and I were in our room, Which looked more like the intensive care unit in the Mental Health section of the hospital, It was empty and dark but I knew it was white. My sister walked in she brought sudden light to the room and asked me how I was. I told her good but she wasn’t satisfied and continued to ask questions, but the one thing she didn’t ask about and that I was sure she would, was why there is blood all over me. Was this a normal look for me? I told her, I told her how I killed a man and he was in the back shed, No one particularly cared except my sister, not even the children. She was so shocked, she asked me for the weapon and I had forgotten what I had used. Turns out it was some old dagger with what looked to be a big chicken bone as the handle, strange. I ended up stabbing her to death after catching a glimpse of the weapon. No one was bothered by my second killing, I suppose she did look like a nagging twat. My husband was known for the bad things he had done in the past, He has a reputation around here, He killed a man with his own two hands, He went to jail and broke out, disappeared for ten years, Turns out he was on the other side of the world working in a kitchen, Not a regular kitchen. drugs. He spoke for the first time that day and simply said for me to “Stop it”. “There’s already two dead, what’s left to stop”? I said to him tauntingly “I’m calling the police and you aren't going anywhere”. He shouted I continued to explain how bad this could look for him also, I cut my arm with the weapon and smashed a beautiful vase across my head and proceeded to hug him transferring most of the blood and slipping the knife into his pocket. I pulled out the cell and dialed for the police, I told them my husband was trying to kill me and he was already killed two, gave them the address and hung up. I kissed him and walked out of the house laughing hysterically.

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