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I was on my ship that I served on in the Navy in the 1980's walking by a compartment and in the compartment I saw 4 NY Yankees from the 1970's - 3 pitchers (Ron Gidury, Goose Gossage, and Catfish Hunter) as well as another player not a pitcher but I can't recall who it was. They all had boxes of baseball memorabilia from the 70's with them. I realized that I had in essence stepped back in time that we were in present day 2012 but they were in essence in the 1970's and could not "reach" me. I also realized that their memorabilia was valuable. For whatever reason I was a real jerk to them - and I knew that there was nothing they could do about it. For example, I told Goose Gossage that he was going to have a hard time getting into the hall of fame, told Gidury that he would become a Yankees pitching coach and nothing more, and told Catfish hunter that he would die a young man of Lou Gehrig's disease. I also told them how successful Reggie Jackson had become. I was also rummaging through their memorabilia and was going to steal some of it. Through all of this they just stood there behind their memorabilia and it seemed as though they could do or say nothing. They were almost like cardboard figures. For whatever reason I decided not to take anything and began to walk out, and as I did I looked over my shoulder and made a wise ass comment, but I don't recall what it was. As I turned again to look forward I saw Joe Torre, Bucky Dent, Craig Nettles, Chris Chambliss, and other 1970's Yankees walking in, but they were not young and in their 20's but as they currently look and in their current age. I remember distinctly that Joe Torre was in front and was holding a baseball bat - he was also wearing sun glasses. It was at that point that I realized that I had not stepped back in time but we were in present day and that these Yankees were all gathering for old timer's day. No one said a word to me and I walked out past the Yankees that came in. Fear and shame swept over me because I knew that my actions would be known to the world. That's where the dream ended.

Lastnight i kept falling off a train, altho everytime i fell off, i bounced back on as there was a single long rope like thing attatching me (i figure the rope has came from the astral projection meditation i done before bed) All the while, i was holding a newborn baby. Then i fell in a shopping centre & broke my elbow, the skin was hanging & bone sticking out. Again, i was still holding this newborn baby. Who i think was mines but i kept forgetting her name. Then we went on holiday and ive kinda lost it from there, should have noted it soon as i woke. Strange, all the way thru i was carrying the newborn baby, and plus everything never had walls. The train never hence why kept falling off & the holiday chalet never had any either, was like a hospital curtain u pulled all around it. My elbow was killing me when i woke up.

I was having a quite normal dream mostly qhere we were having a pretty big dinner with some people that I knew and others I didn't really know but recognized from other dreams... even a few of the people that I was friends with or I had considered friend at some point was at the table. Then after that we went for ice cream with my parents and I it was a good time... we all come together afterward. All of a sudden my dream went stange and I people started going missing in my dream. Eventually there were individual people that we thought had bad intentions... so we tried to work together at first to figure it out but those people helping started to go missing too... eventually I found this man we had been looking for that frightened me in the large theater, and so I went to find the last person that I could find that had been looking for him too... so their were two staircases to choose from so I chose the one on the left... and I was quite surprised to be back in the room where we all had dinner and chatted and my bedroom, my brother's and one of my supposed friend's were there as well... my friend's room was open I believe dark and empty, my brother's room was closed but had light under it. I decided I wouldn't find the other "friend" here so I left to go up the other staircase, but then this other creepy woman was there, leaning across the banister, and she said something to me that I can't remember, but it was weird... I knew in my heart she wasn't someone I could trust so I wen back down the stairs to the theater again, and wasn't sure what to do about the mysteriously creepy man or woman... so I finally tried to hide I guess amidst the other people in the theater listening to the person on stage speak... but the woman found me and was standing in front of me, and I got freaked out I think and she said something... then I woke up all sweaty and with a headache, pretty sure I had been thrashing about haha... what does this 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.

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