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I dreamed that i was walking out of my house through the back door with my two year old daughter as i get to the stairs i said to her to wait one second i went back in the house to get the keys when my boyfriend starts arguing with me then i hear a scream as i peer over the balcony its picth black but i can see a woman running around looking for my daughter i instictly know shes in the backyard i run down the stairs and to the middle of the yard and theres a hole in the ground and i can see her stuck head first in a white sewer tube im holding her feeting trying to talk to her i tried to pull her to see if i can get her out when i realize shes in pieces her leg was off and as i pulling her out and laying the pieces in the ground he head is there and shes smiling at me that when i woke up

First, in my dream, I remember being at a store with my dad, step mom, and stepbrother. I bought a pack of peppermint gum (like what I usually get) and 5-piece pack of this dessert gum. The dessert gum was cheese cake flavor. When we got outta the store, we saw this white truck that is owned and has been owned for 2 years and the owner was 18, 16 when he bought the truck. We stole it and I was the one driving and I was too young to drive in my dream (and I am barely too young to drive in reality. I will be able to in months). Then after that we started talking about this single mom with one kid that hired a babysitter and never came back to the house and the babysitter ever got to go home. Then, all of a sudden, I became that babysitter. It was just her and me. She was a baby, probably about a year old, and she had blond hair and blue eyes. And I have naturally blond hair and blue eyes (both in my dream and in reality. I dye my hair black, btw) We were playing underwater. There was seaweed under the water. After we played under the water, the kid was probably about 4 or 5 years old. She wanted me to do a bunch of things that I refused to do (like hug her and things like that). I was trying to track down her mom on the internet, but I couldn't find her. When I gave up, I knew I was gonna have to be this girl's parent. So I gave her a big hug. She asked "are you ok?" I said "yes." We played around for a while and I did the things she wanted me to do. After a while, we went to a hot air balloon. She grew up so fast. She was probably about 18 by the time we got outta the balloon. When we got back, the girl's mother was their. She, me, and her kid talked. The mom was proud of her for lying to some people, telling them how good she is. It seemed like the kid was really happy to see her mom. She didn't really say how happy she was to me for being her mom, but she showed it as she grew up. Then I woke up. (and at the end of the dream, the girl was getting ready to move out and start her own life). What is my subconscious trying to tell me? This was a weird dream. And btw, I didn't eat anything before I went to bed, and I never do (except for a cup of milk, but in the 2.5 years I have been drinking it before I went to bed, it never gives me weird dreams. When I have a weird dream, there is typically a meaning behind it.

I was in a car that had empty windows with the priest and deacons from my church, all of which are my cousins or uncles. I was in my elementary school's parking lot and the only other car was a green, leopard-print Chevy 98 model. It appeared to be old and trashed. I was sitting on the floor when I saw 3 masked men step out of the car. They all had the creepy smile masks and either a desert eagle, a 1998 S&W revolver, or a M1911(it was hard to tell). I looked foreword through where the windshield should have been and saw one of the people raising a pistol into the air and pointing it at my head, I heard what sounded like a single piece of popcorn popping and everything went black.

It appeared that I was in a hotel attending a conference. There were young black people walking around. I saw a young very overweight girl laying face down motionless. No one seemed to care or help her and neither did I. I went into a room and there was a panel of people answering questions to the audience. Then out of no where a man got up and started punching one of the panelist. I left thinking I didn't want to be a part of that chaos. When I came out of the room. The very overweight girl was not cut up into many pieces except from the waist down. There was no real blood put pieces of her where everywhere. I felt that I should leave again, cause I didn't want to be a part of that either.

I feel like i have had a similar dream like this before and it bothered me. So i tried to talking to a friend about it but it was too much for them. The only bit i remember of importance was being in my little sisters room(my old room. which most of my past nightmares take place) i was watching her and the t.v in there just came on on its own. The screen turned into a sepia color and started playing this movie, it felt wrong, everything was off and i tried turning it off but it wouldn't let me. one of my past demons i dreamt about went flying across the screen and i ended up fast forwarding through it and then rewinding it to the beginning. to where small symbols were going across the top left of the screen. and there was this triangle in the middle. I finally gave up feeling safer but still on the edge. somewhere along the way i found this book in the room. i just...had it. And it was an old fairy tale in a different language again. It was still dangerous though, i remembered it from a past dream in an old library. In that dream it was on a reading stand surrounded by a couple red candles. Moving on though. For some odd reason i thought it would be okay to read it to my sister, and i couldn't hear myself but i was just chatting away. Even though i couldn't read it, i spoke it perfectly. at one point the book became too much and kept telling my sister to not read the book or watch the movie. it was bad, and she could get hurt. I then tried to get rid of the book by tearing it apart and planning to burn it, but the pieces every time i set them down tried to get away. As if they were alive, and i knew i had to destroy them. So i continued to tear and hold the pages close to me so they couldn't get away. and The movie stopped and just had this while line going horizontally down it. Then i woke up.

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