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I have many dreams and scary dreams that I don't understand why I am having these dreams every night, I wake up screaming scare to move and when I do move I turn on all the lights in my apartment, I am 72 years old and I want to know why I am having these dreams and can I make them stop, in the beginning it was snake and large spiders and last night it was coming down my mirror a long object with spiders all around, I have seen my young grandson go under my bed and I saw his hand trying to reach for me.....I have seen spiders in my overhead ceiling light, my heart always pounds hard and I get so scare at times that I can not move this has been going on for months...…. I have spoke to my Family doctor and she said that it was "Twilight" why doesn't it stop, I am so worn out to the point of being sick. Thank you and I hope you can help explain what might be going on..... Gloria Thank you for your help.

It was always in black and white, and always in the same really old house. I would be standing in the entry way looking up the stairs, and as I started going up the stairs would creak really loudly which scared me so I would go up faster. The upstairs of the house was really empty and dirty, and as I looked through each room I kept hearing creepy noises coming from the basement. One of the rooms upstairs had an empty baby cradle in it. I go back downstairs and look through the kitchen and see that it looks like someone lives in the house. At this point I try and leave the house but I can’t get out. I hear the noise from the basement again and this time it sounds like a man saying my name, so I go and look. I get to the basement and see a guy that I know down there, and he says my name again but his voice is different. He started running towards me so I panicked and ran back upstairs and try to get out of the house again but I can’t get out, and he catches me and as he grabs my arm I wake up.

I was at the school in Goodridge, school was over and I was walking to my car. There was a car parked next to mine so i couldn’t see my car very well, when the car pulled away, I saw a middle-aged man standing by the driver side door, (the back door on the drivers side of my car doesn't always lock), he tried that door and when he opened it he looked up at me and quickly got in, climbing into the front seat as his young kid got it the drivers side, I ran to my car, opened the passenger door, reached in, and I didn't think I could stop him, so I grabbed his kid, thinking that would stop him but it didn’t he drove off in my car while I held his four year old boy who didn’t seem to care that his dad had just left him.

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.

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.

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