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I came out to my parents, who weren't angry like I thought. In fact, they recommended using my father as the biological father of the children. My girlfriend and I agreed, so we went through the procedure. I was working in the theatre. While I was pregnant, for some reason, demons were possessing Sophia Vergara (I don't understand AT ALL where she came in... she's not a celebrity I give any thought to at all). She was exorcised, but the demons were still there, and I tried to tell her. I gave birth, but directly after, I didn't know where the children were. I went looking for the babies, peeled up a wood flat (I'm not sure what exactly the structure was... a box, a coffin, something?), and saw that I'd given birth to twins. They both looked dead, but then one of them moved. I realized it was my father who'd tried to kill them. I grabbed the live twin, tried to nurse him, knowing that it would help to save him. I decided to run with my dad, thinking it was the only way to lead people to him and he could be arrested for trying to kill the babies, and successfully killing one of them. My entire family was on my side, and I was in constant contact with them, trying to lead them to my dad. We were fleeing by car, which crashed into another car. My dad just kept driving, but the police started to follow us. I tried to tell them, but I was afraid for my baby, so I didn't say anything when my dad lied to the police about what we were doing. I returned to the theatre where I was working about a year ago, excited to tell them that I had a baby, and was pregnant again. Where this pregnancy came in, I don't know. They told me that they still hear things from parents about what a good teacher I was. Instead of telling them about my dad, I decided to hide in the theatre basement instead. I woke up shortly after that, pleased that I had a baby. I'm not quite sure what it means, because it seems like such a disturbing chain of events. I would love some insight here. I looked up some of the broader symbols but couldn't make heads or tails of it. Thanks in advance!

I dreamt I was suffering from depression and feeling loss of self-esteem. I was with my brother and he was suppressing this from his wife and friends. Then I noticed that I went into a helicopter with him, my neighbor, and a unrecognizable person. We were riding through the city, and saw a Yves Saint Laurent store (designer) which does not really exist, I don't think. We made a left turn and got out. There was a contest where I had a raffle ticket. I won the prize and it was (funny) a zillion dollars worth of gemstones. The gift was attached to a small chain, as there were two women. For some reason, I saw the jewels then gave it away to one of the two women. I mentioned to my brother how expensive the gift was, though I did not keep it, I gave away the fortune. Then I woke up. What does this mean?

I was at some sort of wake. Then I was riding in a convertable red car with the devil. He looked haggered with slicked backed thining hair. He was yelling profanitys about humans. For some reason I spit in his face. He turned and his eyes got REAL evil. He spit back in my face and then I was back in the funeral parlor, But everything was darker and sinister. I was shoveling sand or something. I put down the shovel walked down the hall and shadowy figure ran pass me like it was running from something. SPOOKY!

Brogan (my friend) & I were staying at a hotel for some reason and obviously obsessing over 1D.  For some reason I went outside and a celebrity was out there, I recognized him first and then he started taking pictures with people. I run to get Brogan. We come out and find Niall and ask to take a picture and out of no where the other four guys pop up and are like, "Pictures? We love pictures!" Brogan takes a picture with them and we go back up and I realized I didn't get a picture and send Brogan down to stop them from leaving without me getting a picture.  She comes back up and tells me to hurry, because they want to take us somewhere. We go down and Liam is driving a car. Brogan gets shot gun and I ride in the back between Harry & Niall.  We get to where they want to hang out and I get a call to move my car. I run to move it and get it stuck. While I'm trying to get it pushed out and some guys is hitting on me and wouldn't let me leave. I finally get to leave and go back to where we were and I remember going back to the place, but I don't remember ever getting there...

Brogan (my friend) & I were staying at a hotel for some reason and obviously obsessing over 1D.  For some reason I went outside and Niall was out there, I recognized him first and then he started taking pictures with people. I run to get Brogan. We come out and find Niall and ask to take a picture and out of no where the other four guys pop up and are like, "Pictures? We love pictures!" Brogan takes a picture with them and we go back up and I realized I didn't get a picture and send Brogan down to stop them from leaving without me getting a picture.  She comes back up and tells me to hurry, because they want to take us somewhere. We go down and Liam is driving a car. Brogan gets shot gun and I ride in the back between Harry & Niall.  We get to where they want to hang out and I get a call to move my car. I run to move it and get it stuck. While I'm trying to get it pushed out and some guys is hitting on me and wouldn't let me leave. I finally get to leave and go back to where we were and I remember going back to the place, but I don't remember ever getting there...

I was sorting a pile of very wet pool towels (I have a pool) that had been used and left around. My mother was there, but she has been dead for the past 6 years, in real life. Then I was sleeping in my bed with my mother and the doorbell rang. I went to answer it and it was a male that I went to high school with thirty plus years ago who I have never really had a relationship with. For some reason it scared me to see him through the glass in the door and I screamed DADDY and woke myself up. My husband also woke uo and said I had screamed. Something that might be a clue to this is we are considering moving.

I was shopping at a clothes store when I was somehow kidnapped by this guy who was a celebrity in the dream. He kept me locked up in this huge creepy place for a long time and I think that he sort of mentally tortured me and raped me. I was then somehow rescued and brought back to my dad but not before I was brought back to the store in which I was kidnapped and asked questions about the kidnapper in an attempt to figure out who it was. My dad and I walked home which in my dream was sort of like a version of my grandmother's house before they added the second floor. Our neighbors were having some kind of a holiday party and my dad got me to join in. They had a son about my age which I remember I liked. He gave me a letter and I don't remember what was written in it but I do remember that his handwriting was a little hard for me to interpret but I managed to get through it, I think it had something to do with a marriage. I also remember our younger siblings playing together. Next we were in some sort of safari and my 8 year old brother was driving a jeep really fast and my little sister and I jumped onto the back of it, the rest of the family was already in it. He nearly crashed a few times but everybody was ok and nothing happened. After that my mom took me and my little sister to buy some new bras and it was really hard to find something good but in the end I picked two that were sort of like a corset (which I would have never chosen in real life) and I went to try them on. The stall I went into wouldn't close and someone opened it once. My mom and my sister came in for some reason and I was trying to get dressed back to normal real fast and then I realized I still had the shop's bra on so I took off my shirt and then this group of tall sexy guys came into the stall and said that they were there to fix the door and that they had to do it from the inside. All I could think about was the kidnapping from earlier and I was really embarrassed. Then they got out of the stall and fixed it from the outside but they were taller than the stall and I was afraid they could see me from above it and that they would look and yet I kept changing to my own bra and then I looked around for my cellphone ans my house keys which I took out of my pockets earlier when I took off my pants after-which I realized that I was trying on bras and didn't need to take them off.

I had a dream where somebody broke into my house (Not too uncommon) but from here is where it got weird. I went into my basement, and the person who broke in was using my bathroom, and they had taken somebody prisoner. The prisoner was hanging in a net in the middle of my basement. I got out a butterfly knife and cut them down (struggling a bit). It turned out the prisoner was an old friend of mine I haven't seen in 2-3 years. We escaped my basement and got into his car and drove off. I called my mom and told her what happened and was responded with an "Oh My God..." like it was something terrible. For some reason I told her "I'm not going to math class because someone broke in, so we're going to see a movie.." Once I got back my father had hired people from my highschool to keep constant watch around the house, and then we went and waited at the top of our street to try and spot the car... It all felt so real, I remember every turn I took every hall I went down, everything, but I haven't the slightest idea what it could mean! Ideas?? I woke up literally terrified, I don't know why it scared my so much, but I was extremely scared upon waking. Thanks- Jon

I was at some sort of wake. Then I was riding in a convertable red car with the devil. He looked haggered with slicked back thining hair. He was yelling profanitys about humans. For some reason I spit in his face. He turned and his eyes got REAL evil. He spit back in my face and then I was back in the funeral parlor, But everything was darker and sinister. I was shoveling sand or something. I put down the shovel walked down the hall and shadowy figure ran pass me like it was running from something. SPOOKY!

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