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My brother committed suicide at the age of 17 in 1971. I dreamed last night that he came into my home following my younger brother. He was wearing the same clothes he died in: jeans, boots & a white t shirt. I kept trying to ask him where he has been all of these years (knowing he was dead). He wouldn't answer me...Just stood there almost like a robot, but gave off an odd sense of a chemical...I thought he smelled like embalming fluid he was not though, but the body was too destroyed to do so). My younger brother turned to door and as he was leaving, I kept telling him to wait that I wanted to see & talk to my late brother. My younger brother walked out the door say "he doesn't communicate." I work up then, but was so disturbed by this. One thing that stuck out the most was that my late brother's t shirt was a very dazzling white...almost blinding...I thought this must mean something for sure.could you please give me your opinion?

My dad and I are in a room in a lake cabin. I am younger in the dream. My dad is working on fixing something. I remember him having tools around and I was facing away from him. It isn’t that bright in the room. There is a wood structure type thing in the room. Then a terrifying black bear comes out growling out of the structure. I stand there terrorized and my dad tells me to stay back. The bear takes my dad in the wood structure. I’m sure he dies in the dream or is close since he is yelling. Then I wake up.

Hi Please help I had this dream last night it was so vivid I need to know what it means: We were in another state not where we live in a shopping mall watching a movie in individual cubicles on small screens all of a sudden I started vomiting for no reason over myself I had a tie on and I took it off from around my neck I was wearing my leather jacket it got vomit on it I wiped it clean. Then my friend her husband and our kids left as I was not feeling well - my friend called an Uber xl - while we were waiting to leave a guy not overly aggressive tried to abduct my friends husband grabbing him saying your coming with me I gabbed him back saying no he’s coming with us - then the guy pulled out a small blade on my friends husband I tried to calm him down - next minute 2 strangers grabbed the attempted abductor and shot him with a tiny gun in the mouth he was smiling opened his mouth it was a fake bullet on his tongue after a moment they all laughed and it appeared we were in a street theatre thing - so weird - never wear ties Thank you

I had an interesting dream that H and I were driving to pick up a friend for school and before we got there, when we were turning out of the alley we hit black ice. Which made us run into a car. So me and H were getting out of the car when another car hit us in the back of the car and my leg got stuck in between the dash board and seat. H got out safely but cars kept ramming into the car and I was trying to still get my leg out. All of a sudden a car hit the side and my leg came off.

I’m going down some stairs, some stone steps, into a stone chamber. It looks like something out of a castle. It looks old. I see a pool of water. Then suddenly a mini-monster pops up out of the pool! The mini-monster looks like a classic nasty dinosaur. It walks on its back legs with its long tail. It’s a miniature Tyrannosaurus Rex – a T-Rex, King of the Bad Boys. It jumps out of the pool at me. At first, I’m able to grab it and throw it right back into the water. When it falls into the water, I see it fizzle, like Alka-Seltzer.

My dad is dead in real life. I have a reoccurring dream that I'm back at his house and he's alive again. I'm in my old room and I do my normal nightly routine, turn on the heater, pick out clothes for the next morning, and fluff my pillow and climb under the sheets. I wake up to the sound of my dads voice and I thought it was strange because he isn't alive anymore. I get out of bed and go to the living room and he's sitting on the couch talking on the phone like he always did. I run to him and hug him. I shocked because how is he alive again. I feel like he's going to be ripped from my arms again.

I was driving a convertible with a friend named H in the passenger seat leaving the school parking lot and B started running after us and jumped in the back of the convertible and told me to drive faster because T was chasing him and then i drove a little bit more and i looked in my back seat and T was sitting in the back seat with B. then drove to the hockey rink and let them out and they slipped on the ice when getting out of the car and they sat there and cried.

Okay... So I was very freaked out by this dream. I'm not depressed... At least I don't think so... But in my dream i was in a white room with no furniture or doors I couldn't actually see the walls but i could tell it was a huge room. I was standing there pointing a gun at my head and I kept pulling the trigger but it never fired. Yet the sound of a gun was loud in my head even though it was also silent (Idk if that even made sense) this goes on for ages. just me repeatedly pulling the trigger with the gun pointed to my head. my eyes looked so lifeless like they were made of glass. Then after a while I stop and I just stand there... for what seems like hours I'm just staring at nothing. Then I slowly point the gun so that it looks like its aimed in front of me and I shoot. then everything goes black. I woke up this morning with the most intense headache... like i had been shot

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