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First I want to let u know that my girlfriend s Grandad passed away 2 weeks ago and he was all through my dream. The dream started out with me and my girlfriend s mom sitting on the couch talking and all of a sudden I saw my girlfriend s grandad at the back door but inside of the house standing there but dead and as I saw him I was in front him and no longer on the couch. He all of a sudden came back to life and was talking. I went to walk away and I turned around and he was dead on the floor. Me and my girlfriend s mom picked him up and he came back to life again but looked young like he looked when he was in his early 40 s. then he went to run out the back door my girlfriend s mom tried to stop him and he fell into the floor again dead. We both picked him up put him against the counter he was still dead so I ran to get my girlfriend and we came down and he came back to life started to chase us ran out the door to a nieghbors house they did not answer so we ran to her Grammys house and it was thick fog but she did not answer either then we went back to the first house we ran to and let us in. Then he popped up in the window in a Santa clause suit and looked very old and all of a sudden we went back to my girlfriend s house and her house was like a big church and people were trying to kill my girlfriend s grandad. Please help interpret this dream

I heard wind outside and wanted to open the back door to check. My husband told me the alarm was on so I tried to turn the handle to lock it back. When I tried to lock it, the wind started pushing the door with extreme force. The door frame started buckling and the paint was flaking. I looked out of the window and saw a tornado coming straight at us. I told my husband we needed to run and hide in the master bedroom closet away from any windows. We were huddled with our hands over our necks when the dream ended and I woke up.

I dreamed that I was with many of my old friends in my house and we were all hanging out, but I grew so sad because there was this haunting emptiness in everything we did. They were all laughing, and it would seem they were enjoying themselves, but we were not close anymore. We didn't even know each other. All the memories of how we stopped being friends and why came pouring into my head. Then one of my friends completely ignored this girl he use to be in love with and took these two random women into my brothers bedroom proclaiming, "I'm going to get some" He closed the bedroom door, then I went in after them to tell them not to do that, and they all had their shirts off but this weird red and sparkling covering so that I could not see anything. I told the girls to leave and tried to explain to my friend why he couldn't do that. Still, all the memories of why they were no longer my friends came rushing in, and when I tried to tell him, I started to cry, so I stopped speaking to hold back my tears. The background switched to this house where many of my old friends were including many children. They were all just talking and enjoying themselves, but then I got this feeling that there was a a man outside and he was going to kill someone. I looked outside and sure enough there was a man in a car with a shotgun pointing it at the window. Now this house had multiple windows. I quickly let everyone know and told all the children to get on the ground and stay away from the windows. None of the adults were paying attention, so then after a while I told them to get on the ground and everyone did. This guy was after one person in specific though I do not know why. I got all the children and got them out the back door, when I did this, my dog came up to me. But then I heard the man in the house, so I ran into the bathroom, but he found me. He starred at me and would not let me close the door. He pointed his gun at me, but then realized it wasn't loaded, so he pretty much gave it to me. I pointed the gun at him to defend myself, then he said, "You can't shoot me." So I took the gun and knocked him on the head and he fell to the ground. I ran outside to find my dog, and I called him to follow me. I went to the backyard of my neighbors house trying to get away but the man was close behind. When I got to the yard and hid, the man called my dog and tried to get him away from me. But everything in me did not want my dog to go, I kept calling him and holding him close begging him not to listen to the man. Then the man brought out the raw meat and my dog ran over to him and ate it all. The man was smiling and he said something to me that I don't remember. Then my dog leaped over the fence and went with him. I was so sad. Then I woke up. Two days ago, I had a different dream about a different dog, that I was trying to save cuz it was hurt, and it went with me, but at the end of my dream it tried to leave me, and I held on to it and everything in me did not want the dog to go. It was the same feeling I had as in my other dream.

I had a dream that my son was kidnapped and I lost everything. I was walking down the street through an apartment. Someone offered help and let me use their phone. When I called my stolen phone I found the person that answered. Her sister stole my son. I tracked them down to a hotel, where I beat my sons location out of her. He was at the pool, but when I went to get him, he was gone and they tried to sneak out the back door. My son was successfully snuck out, but I caught the lady that stole my son and pulled a gun on her. Then I woke up.

My boyfriend Nick, a co worker and myself are being held hostage by an unknown male. We are at my parents house, alone. He seems to be mentally challenged, gets frustrated and yells orders at us. In my dads garage he has my boyfriend In a chair and has me typing out a kind of list of demands or something on the computer, I'm not sure. As I cry, I explain that my dad will be VERY angry at us for being in his garage when he gets home. The unknown bad guy laughs and says he'll get him drunk or use this, and motions at a knife in is pocket. Nervously I sit down on Nicks lap and keep typing but Nick is slowly backing us up towards the door. The attacker notices this and reaches for a cable to tie us up. I cry and ask him not to. Suddenly, we are in a different part of the house with the same chair. As the bad guy gives me orders, I motion to Nick to run for the back door, he does very quickly. As the attacker runs after him I scream for my co worker to follow me into my old bedroom and try to lock the door, but the attacker is much stronger and forces his way into the room. I beg him not to hurt us and he knocks us onto the floor. With 2 ball point pens he starts stabbing at my legs and saying "I'm gonna kill you both!" When he motions towards my co worker I scream, "please, I'll do anything!" He reaches into his pocket and grabs a handful of permanent markers. He starts writing obscene things up and down my legs. He lifts my shirt and writes "I love sex" on my stomach. Before he can actually touch me, Nick is back in the room kicking him off of me! The rest is blurry but the bad guy was gone and my co worker unscathed except for one pen mark. I climb onto what is my old bed and everyone seems fine except me. I'm uncontrollably crying. When my parents get home they don't even offer a hug. I tell my mom what he tried to do and she starts recounting stories from when I was younger saying "you've always been sexual"! Only my older brother Dustin, who I haven't seen in 3 years holds me and tells me it's ok. And it's not until my mom sees me shaking and crying and lifting my pant legs to show her, that she realizes how very real and scary it all was for me. Then I woke up.

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