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I dreamed of seeing my husband"s daughter for the first time , then i watched them with other people all swimming under a strip in the sea for a long time without breathing, so i asked someone sitting beside me (how could they stay all that long without breathing?) She said that this strip Only has Oxygen and its a miracle and thats why everyone is trying it...Suddenly i found a bear holding a puppy after rescuing it and bringing it to a man that i know and sitting beside me, but when i looked again at the puppy,, i found that its his baby and said hello to him...I was embarrassed from this man bec his brother died and i didnt send him my condolences, so i just said hi only....what does this dream mean?

Hello, I would like to discuss a dream I had last night that has made me somewhat frightened most of the day. My dream started out in a house that was similar to mine, but the rooms seemed to be smaller and narrow. What I can remember is that there was a little girl I could not see her face but her back was covered with tattoos, under each tattoo was a tattooed phrase. I could not read the phrases and the more and more I tried the more difficult it became. I did not know where this girl came from but I was trying to help her escape and hide from this monster/man who was chasing us. He was a man but looked like a demon/man. My husband ended up in the dream and I kept yelling for him to help me and this little girl but this demon/man kept coming. I could almost feel him standing next to me. My only thought was I needed to protect this little girl and figure out why she had these tattoo's on her back and what the phrases meant. This man continued to keep chasing until I was in my bedroom and in my bedroom is a door that leads to my attic. I felt him standing there. I remember that I kept screaming and yelling for my husband to help me. Finally after all this time I turned the little girl around to see her face and it was me as a little girl. I woke at this point and was in such fear and felt that demon/man was in my room. I could not fall back to sleep. What do you think this means. It has stayed with me all day and I am freaked out by this.

Sara, Dan, Ryan, Sean, and I all lived in cabins behind my house. One night my parents went out to the movies and for some reason we all went to explore the woods. We went to this tree house, my dad had taken me there before. He told me that there was a man that lived there and if anyone went to explore the tree house he would capture them and torture them. When we got to the tree house I had remembered what my Dad told me, I told everyone we needed to leave. No one wanted to listen to me, until I started freaking out and got everyone to agree to leave. They called me annoying and left with me, expect for Ryan. Ryan stayed and explored the tree house. We were about 10 ft away when we heard the guy capture Ryan with a chain that had a circle of barbed wire at the end of it that went around Ryan’s neck. We wanted to help Ryan but he insisted we left him. So we started running and there was another trap set up a little ways ahead. It was a giant hole with a Venus fly trap like trap in the middle. We all had to jump it, so we took one giant leap and we all made it except for Sean. But luckily he slid under the trap, and it didn’t go off. So he crawled carefully back up the hole and we continued to run back to the cabins. When we got back my parents were back from the movies, and for some reason we didn’t tell them Ryan was in trouble. So we went to school the next day and still didn’t tell anyone about Ryan, except for two people. People just thought he was skipping school, and we all thought he was dead. So at lunch we were talking and Ryan walks in and sits down. Sara goes “What the hell happened?” And Ryan said he escaped by pulling the trap over his head and cutting up his face. You could see the scars on his neck (Somehow they were already healed) and then I woke up.

My ex and I are no longer together, but he still lives with me. In my dream he brings home a miniature puppy. The puppy is bitten and semi eaten by the shi-tzu we currently have. I was able to get our dog to spit out the puppy and my ex is hysterical while I kind of watch the puppy stammer around in disbelief. Within seconds the puppy slowly morphs into a white rabbit with beady red eyes and dies. I'm completely freaked out and can't understand why my ex is so calm at this point. I ask, "How the hell did this dog just turn into a rabbit" and he says "it was always a rabbit". The end.

I am sitting in my second period classroom in a different seat than I usually do. A different teacher is also talking to the class, sitting on a familiar wooden stool. She isn’t teaching, she is just making conversation. Everyone is packed up and I get the sense that we are waiting for a call to let us go. I check the clock and it is about eleven am. The class keeps talking and I become impatient. When my teacher finally dismisses us, I turn around and notice it is 3:00 pm! I’m confused on why we have stayed in one class for four hours. The dream suddenly changes to a warm, candlelit dining room. The walls are light colored and the chairs dark wood. There’s even a tablecloth with set crystal glasses. I’m sitting next to my brother and sister, who for some reason are now Caucasian. My father is Dennis Quaid and he is warning us to be nice. Somehow I already know that the mother in my dream has died months ago and my father is just now finding a new woman, and she is coming over for dinner. My white brother and sister are sullen, but I am welcoming. She rings the doorbell and my father dashes up to open the door. My father’s prospective girlfriend , tall and blond, walks in and is seated my father. My brother and sister say hello reproachfully and I smile warmly and introduce myself. We are making awkward conversation when a letter is delivered for my father. He opens it and it is written by someone who has his exact same handwriting. It’s signed in by his name, with blood dried onto the signature. My father says that it threatens us to leave the house and nothing bad will happen. It’s strange because the letter is written to my father, from my father, and dated in the future. I wake up.

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