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As a young child I used to have dreams and nightmares a lot and have recently been thinking about them. There was this man that would often appear in my dreams. He would not have a place in the dream but just suddenly appear. He had shoulder length greasy brown hair and a scraggly brown beard probably a couple of inches long. He would show up and stare at me and I would feel so afraid I cannot explain, just had to get away from him. He would stare right in my eyes and the fear would be unbearable. I remember at least once a piece of his long hair would stand up like alfalfa. I felt like he was very evil. He would just randomly show up in dreams staring at me and I would run away and would wake up right after. It is very strange, what could this mean?

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I have started having chronic nightmares it seems. Two nights ago I had a nightmare about my husband divorcing me. All I remember from that one is sitting in an office signing papers and I kept thinking that I have to change back to my maiden name. I felt horribly sad and devastated. (Just a weird side note) I went to work the next day in my waking life, and as I got off my bus a lady handed me a card that said something like "do you need a divorce lawyer?" Last night I had 2 nightmares. In the first one my dad died. I don't know how or why but I remember feeling regretful about the last time I saw him. Then I woke up, went back to sleep and had this dream. I work as a daycare teacher and in the dream I was working, however we had to have the children at a different location. This place happened to be one of the last places I worked. We had them outside for some reason but we couldn't keep track if them and it stressed me out. I saw one running after a ball and I chased her calling her name. She didnt answer. I chased her to where my old classroom was however it had changed into someone's house. It was dark and a young man was there with 2 topless females. Suddenly the dream changed. I was now in another new area on vacation with my family. I was walking down the street to where I was staying and I saw a dog panicking. His owner wouldn't let him in the house. I took him with me but my dad wouldn't let me keep him inside. I remember saying "what if something bad really does happen out there though?" There were rumors of end of the world scenarios goin on in the dream. At any rate I let the dog out. Then I heard a clicking noise and looked out the window. I saw a flash of light and then a big growing cloud of smoke. I went to wake up my mom and se didn't believe me at first. I looked out the window again and I saw the smoke getting closer. I was scared of the smoke and left in a car on my own. I drove away from the smoke then I heard 3 more clicks and flashes of light ahead of me. My windshield cracked and I began driving into the smoke. then i woke up. Interpretations please!

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My name is Tami and our apartment has a lot of crazy sound's going on. like cup being put down knocking bumping tapping on the wall's we see shadow's t.v will turn on and off!! and when I go to sleep i am alway's having real scary dream's and there is alway's a evil man and woman trying to hurt me or my husband it has gotten so bad that i am scared to go to sleep at night. i have a three year old that has nightmares almost every night to and he tell's me that he see's thing's here and light's. I am not sure what is going on but I am worried and don't know what to do!!!

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My second dream that i recall is when i was in a cave fighting one of my friends that turned into a giant spider looking monster he was half human half spider his upper body was the human part and the lower part of his body was the spider part he had an eye patch on his left eye and carried a handgun in his right hand he had his military gear on and stood about 20 feet tall in the air we were about to duel in the dark cave the only weapon i had was a katana sword that was extremely old and flimsy the match began and he started firing bullets at me i failed to dodge one of them and felt the bullet go through my heart i felt like i was about to die at that moment i suddenly woke up from one of my worst nightmares

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In my dreams there is always a person, never the same, or even someone I know, that tickles me. It's not a regular tickle, it's very painfull, and I'm always being held in place, unable to move, and if I do move even just a little bit, their grip tightens around my ribs and it hurts. Most of the time I can't speak, and I have a difficult time breathing, because every move makes it worse. The person is always physically stronger than me, and I feel like their intention is to just keep me from moving, they rarely speak or laugh, most of the time my only escape is to wake up, though I can't force myself to wake up in these dreams like I can with normal nightmares. And when I do wake up I almost always wake up gasping for air.

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Ok last night I had a dream myself my partner, two girls I'm in a course with and their partners who I have never met were on this hill it was like a train track on it and a train was coming so we jumped off into a field..the train crashed in to big storage containers a ship would carry and fell as we ran we kept falling and my friend got trapped in a container and another lad I didn't know was killed...we found my friend she was okay but then we went on to a ship and her partner went missing..I'm constantly having weird dreams about my relationship or nightmares what does this mean

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“You know that place between sleeping and awake, that place where you can still remember dreaming? That's where I'll always think of you.” ― J.M. Barrie My name is Shannon. I'm a seventeen year old girl with a cognitive sleep disorder, who doesn't dream. I haven't had a real dream in ten years. When I go to sleep, my body and my brain shuts off, until it's either time to wake up, or pass between the realm of the sleeping, and the awake. In these ten years, when I slept I was plagued with nightmares, vivid nightmares beyond my control that stay with me, haunt me during the day. I'd see the figures in my nightmares everywhere, be it people, or unexplainable things. But today, when I slept, something happened: I was sleeping, yet awake and well aware, and while this was happening, I was dreaming. This dream has to be the most real thing that has ever happened. Let me tell you what happened: I was sitting outside of a lovely, slightly older house with a young man, he was a little older than I was, Maybe nineteen or twenty. It was dark, snow was falling to the ground, but it wasn't cold. We were talking, having a wonderful time; he was handsome; mid-length choclate colored hair that was combed back, though some of his hair had migrated infront of his face. He was wearing all black, not in the 'creepy gothic' way you would think. He was wearing a lovely leather coat, looked like he had traveled to london and back to get it, regular dress shoes, slacks, and a long-sleeve black top. I was different, much different. I was dressed in all white, though I couldn't tell exactly what I was wearing, we had on almost the same jacket: mine was white, cotton; and his, well I've already told you. I was wearing a white beret, and my hair was much different: it was long, almost down to my back and as blonde as a sun goddess; curled just slightly at the end; my glasses weren't black anymore, but a light baby blue. He smiled at me, took my hand and called me "Madaline." I responded! That wasn't my name but I responded as if I've had it for my whole life. This boy... He looked into my eyes and I could see through him, I could see into his soul. In an instant he turned, and pulled out a beautiful light blue and lime green stripped scarf, drapped it around my neck, and smiled once again. I beemed, I didn't know what to say, it was beautiful! gorgeous, even. He then took a small letter from his pocket, and handed it to me. It was a poem, entitled "My sweet Madaline."; I stopped, and looked at him, and proceeded to read: "My sweet Madaline, Though I will never be here in time, You are heaven to this tattered soul. You are a gift, that should be protected, And though we may be appart, in life: I can promise you, we will have our time, My sweet Madaline." Before I had a moment to respond, a little girl came out of the house behind us. She was about eight or so, with the same hair color hair as the young man. She looked at the scarf, then the note, and ran in side "Mommy, mommy! Why does she gets stuff and I don't!" she shouted, running inside. We both laughed. At that moment my eyes opened, my room was dark. It was about 11:00am; but when I closed my eyes, this.. dream... it continued. There was a court room, the young man was sitting in front with his lawyer, there was nobody on the stand. It seemed as though they were talking about a child that had died; Madaline. They had blamed the young man for it. The lawyer accusing him had found the poem. "My sweet Madaline" on his desk, to be honest, I don't know what was happening. I rushed into the court room, flinging open the doors and yelling "Stop!" Instantly all eyes were on me, the room fell silent as the young man looked back at me, and I knew, I just knew, he couldn't have done this. "That poem is about me! He wrote it about me!" I opened my eyes again, back to reality before turning to the otherside of my bed. Closing my eyes, I saw an older woman with two men standing on either side of her. She was holding a file, with one, small sheet of paper pulled out of it. "She's telling the truth." the woman said with a soft quiver in her voice. I saw the young man's face before my eyes opened for the final time. This is all I remember.

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