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I was in a room I have never been in before, I looked around only one time. All I remember is a chimney in front of me, coming out of the wall a shelf going around the chimney about standing height. The shelf went all the way around the room, the shelf had an arrangement of crosses and biblical symbols and books across the shelves. I was taking picture frames out of a box. All of which had either Jesus or holy scripture written all over them, and each one I tore off a piece of paper from the back of the picture frames. I got to the 5th picture and it was just Jesus praying, and my oldest sister came into the room, I couldn’t see her, and she started reading satanic scripture. Something like “oh unholy god come forth and bless thee, his tainted soul has prohibited us for long enough.” She continued speaking scripture for at least 5 minutes. I didn’t even turn around I just held the picture of Jesus praying. I looked up at what was a symbol, and it started bleeding from the wall. Just as that happened my oldest sister finished reading the scripture with “oh great one, come and bless us with your hands, reach out and grab him from our lives.” Just as she finished I felt a hand grab my head and pull me back, I woke up from my dream instantly with goosebumps starting at my head and running down my body as I watch my door close in front of me and a dark figure stand right behind my book bag hung up on the door. The figure just stood their whispering something and when I tried to get closer to listen it screamed at me “get back you unholy beast!” I jolted back seeing its face for a second. It wasn’t human at all, with long dark black crimson horns protruding from its skull. With a face that I saw in a dream when I was 11. I had this exact dream when I was 11 as well and again when I was 13. This is the third time happening and it’s been 4 years from than. Only this time it materialized so I could see it. Just as I was writing this a blank phone call came through my house phone.

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I went to a bar with two romantically interested men. One had dips and the other told him to hurry up or he'd take his shot. We sat down at the bar and ordered drinks. They had cocktails and I had a beer. Next thing I wake up on the floor with someone i don't know spooning me. When I wiggle away he comes back and as I get up to put him in his place he leaves the bar with his friend. As I follow them out I feel insulted and violated, telling him off. Just before he reaches the exits I try to literally kick his behind but a duvet around my lower body restricts my reach and I miss short. I turn around and walk back too realize the men are gone and I ask the bartender how long I've been sleeping. 2 hours he says

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One time I dreamt about loneliness and unhappiness the dream kept on getting worse and worse as it went on, It started with being happy with my family and my boyfriend , we had fun for the day quarantine was over. As I kept going in that dream the darker it got it started when i was over at my boyfriend s house, he hit me abused me his parents and sister did nothing he beat me just like my dad did when i was younger but more violent, I didn't do anything wrong and i know i didn't but i was beaten anyways. I ran away into the woods scared for my life as my boyfriend gets his gun from the area he leaves it and I'm running for my life. Then i reached a point where i lost him, i ran deeper through the woods and found a swamp the swamp was beautiful and had a lot of nice things kind of like what you would see from a disney happy part of a movie, animals were there, my dead family members and everyone was there and my grandma saying “it's not your time yet to die dear keep going and don't look back” as I look back my boyfriend s gun was right at my face.

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I am in a large, turn of the century house. I wander through it, looking for someone, but I can't remember who - or who owns the house. The dream is vivid. I can hear chickens, smell dust and mustiness in rarely used spaces, I can pick up and examine objects (many of which I remember from somewhere. These things are detailed, often personal, lovely but I can't remember who they belong to or if they might have been mine at that time somehow), I can feel the heat of the fire in the stove and delight at using the water pump in the summer kitchen. It all feels familiar as I search the house up to the attic and then down (very steep, narrow stairs to that attic!) When I get to the cellar door in the kitchen, I start to feel foreboding - but compelled to keep searching. As I go down the stairs to the cellar, I can identify the coal shed door, on old cast iron heater of some kind and another door. I look through the cellar, open the door to the coal shed and then approach the other door. It is identifiably different or out of place but I can't pin down exactly how it is different or what makes it out of place. I do "know" that I am strongly compelled to open it - and too terrified to. Extreme dread and foreboding when I reach for that doorknob usually wake me - sometimmes screaming. I have wakened my family peiodically through my life with this. I can't remember the first time I had the dream but I've had it throughout my life. It tends to leave me very nervous and unsettled, sometimes for days.

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So I used to have a 20x15 above ground pool at my dads that we built a deck around from the back porch of the house so it was easy access. But in my dream it was underground and inside the garage for some reason. And the whole time there's just a bunch of random people I don't know swimming and we're all having a good time. Some people made a human pyramid in the pool and others kept pushing them down. Then all of a sudden the pool filled with like dirt where you couldn't see the bottom anymore and someone is screaming that there is a 6 year old missing so I started to freak out because I was almost certain the kid drowned and it was too late cause he/she was missing for a while. So I ran to find my dad to make him drain the pool and he was taking forever to get out there. He wasn't taking it seriously at all. I was the only one who was. When I ran back out to the pool my dad and stepmom were already there casually draining the pool and the dirt cleared out and I saw the kid. And my stepmom very casually said "it's Skylar". (Skylar is my bio sister) Like wasn't worried or anything that she is stuck at the bottom of the pool. But for some reason. My sister was only 6. It was the 6 year old version of her and she just turned 19 this year. It didn't make sense to me at all cause I was still 21. So I tried jumpin in the pool to grab her but all of a sudden I was 8 again and I couldn't make it to the bottom because it was 12ft deep. And that was before I could reach it... right after I jumped in and couldn’t reach her I woke up

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This was a reoccurring childhood dream that I had for years ending when I reached the age of 12, or so. The dream was all that I remembered after waking up in the morning and it really bothered me that I couldn’t remember what came before it. so what I woke up remembering so often was me swinging on a giant swing in an empty black space. I looked up and could see no top of the rope and when I looked down I could see no bottom, no floor. And you know that feeling you got in your stomach on swings as a kid? I felt that on every upswing. Of course time is weird in dreams and I felt this need, this uncontrollable urge to escape this endless swing by jumping off it into the dark abyss below. After building the courage to finally jump off the swing I always woke up before landing so I remember waking up frustrated by all of the unknowns regarding this very disturbing dream. I’m 66 years old today and have never forgotten this reoccurring dream from my childhood and I’m curious about an interpretation.

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