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Last night I had a dream that I seen my husband. We are going threw a divorce so I'm not sure what the dream means. in the dream I went to a little house in the middle of no where. he wasn't there. I didn't know that he lived there. after a few minutes he pulls up in a truck. as I ran out to him I was scared of the way he looked. His face was beaten and he had cuts all down his face and chest. I helped him out of the truck and into the living room on the couch. we talked for a minute about what happened and what happened to us. we said that we would always love each other then he past away. I woke up in tears.

I have recently gotten into a new relationship that is long distance, so had mixed feelings whether or not this relationship was a good idea. I committed anyway and am giving it a go. But last night I had a dream about an ex boyfriend who I was with for a year and a half. He was my first love and we were engaged for a small amount of time. It was a bad relationship and the relationship I am in now is completely the opposite. In my dream, I was sat on a bed in my ex boyfriend s front garden to which he came and joined me. We sat and cuddled and watched tv. He said bad words about his current girlfriend and her son. Then, from the front room window my sisters head appeared as if it was her house and she said 'I saw that' we both laughed and the dream ended. What does this mean??????

I had a dream this is how it went, I stood at the top of a stair case, it got darker the more down you get. At the bottom there was a blanket of gray fog. I just stood there staring, as if I was waiting for someone. Then a little girl appeared, She looked lost so I went down the dark stairs and then she said "Hi.." it didn't take me long to realize this little girl was me when I was about 5, I started to panic but when I turned around to run away the stairs were gone. She said " Wanna she what you've done to me?" Her voice well little me's voice was so hushed and haunting. She took my hand and dragged me down this dark hall where she made me watch all of my mistakes, they were being casted on the wall , they were all in black and white and all were vivid flashbacks. When we got to the end of the hallway she pounced on me knocking me to the floor and grabbing me around my neck in a tight grip and started screaming "YOU CAN'T FIX ME! SEE WHAT YOU DID !? " and then I woke up choking for air.

I don't usually wear makeup, but in my dream I had plastered my eye in eyeliner and mascara so much that It wouldn't wipe off using make up wipes, I had to peel off the eyeliner like a rubber sticker, it was after this that I had noticed I had alot of black ink in my eye. I ran to the sink and started throwing water into my right eye, watching pure ink just drip into the sink. I looked into the mirror again and noticed I'd burst a blood vessel causing the whole top half of my eye to look a solid crimson red! I blinked in disbelief, only to look back and notice my iris has turned a horrible raw red, almost as if the colour had been sanded away... And that was it.

Well, Im unsure about this but I want to give it a try to see if I can get this dream sorted out. So here goes. Ever since I was little, as far back as I can remember right before I got really ill and still to this day before I get ill I have this dream. Now I can't remember all of it because as soon as I go to describe the later part of it the memory of it just goes 'puff' and its gone no matter how hard I try, but here is the bit Ican remember. I'm in this room thats white all round, there are doors everywhere I face and all I can do is sit there and cry, in the middle of the room. every time I go to open one of the doors I get this terrible feeling and when I open the door its nothing but black, cold and silent. As soon as this happens I get taken right back to the middle of the room and the top of the room goes black, before giant black bricks are dropped over me, but when they touch me all they do is send me into a crying fit and make my skin feel like I have ants or spiders or something, I'm not sure what, running over my whole body like pins and needles but moving. This happens a number of times before I get the right door and I'm let out, but I end up in a dark wood kind of area with people I dont know around me and the same thing happens with the black bricks when I look at them. When I wake up after this dream I often feel the tingling feeling for a while as well.

I am in my drivers Ed instructor’s car. I can feel my palms start to sweat as Gena, my instructor, is giving me directions. I do not understand why I am so nervous; I have been on multiple lessons. I am currently on my way to London when I see a stop light turn red. I try to press my foot on the break but it does nothing. I continue to try and it does not work either. Gena is not paying any attention, as she is currently texting. As I get closer and closer to the stoplight, I give up on the brake and try the emergency brake instead. As I go to pull it, the handle breaks off. At this point, my dream slows down giving me the opportunity to look around. I look to my left and notice a sweet old lady sitting in a red bug, I watch as she crossed the intersection. Next, I look to the right and notice a big transport truck approaching the intersection. The man behind the wheel looks tried as though he has been driving all day. During my observations, the car I am in is now about to cross the intersection, with a transport truck coming full speed toward me. I run through my options. Those options being close my eyes brace myself and hope for the best or speed up and hope to avoid the transport truck. I chose the second option. I slammed my foot on the gas and speed through the intersection. I miss the truck by an inch. I sighed a breath of relief, took my foot of the gas, and pulled the car over.

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