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As a kid this dream was reocurring and scary as hell...literally. It starts off with me falling from the ceiling and i land on the floor of an all dim deep red room. It looks like an empty church (no pews or anything), but in the hall outside of two VERY LARGE doubledoors is a sound of a beating drum and its getting closer by the second! fearful of what is coming in the room , i frantically move to wake myself up and i always wake up b4 the drums (and anonymous drummer) enter. One night i decided i was going to face the drummer. I stood up and waited for him to enter and as soon as i made that decision mentally, the drums stopped.

I was in a mental hospital sitting on a couch in a tee shirt, underwear, but no pants. A dog came and sat beside me. I thought it was my dog that recently died. He looked different but he acted like my dog did. He put his paw on my face. Then he disappeared. If felt tears on my face but the tears were blue. I looked in the mirror and my iris' were liquid and I caught some of the blue liquid in my hand. I went to the emergency area and some people said that it was closed. I was frustrated so I left. I still didn't have any pants on and I was walking along a busy street. A police officer drove by and drove around the block and came back. I hid behind a building and started to put my pants on. He came and said he would drive me home and I could take a 3 day vacation.

I was with a group of friends. We were in a rustic world. The world was of superstition, rogues, and canvas clothes, dirt ‘roads, donkeys and mules that carried goods, and roman soldiers. We were dirty and dusty and talking and mingling when we saw the sentries carting these enormous carts that resembled hay carts only bigger. They were covered in coarse dirty canvas and bound with ropes. We were undoubtedly curios so we followed them for a distance before turning into an abandoned side street where we notice d a huge wooden garden gate that towered about three times as tall as any grown man. It was locked and it seemed like there was a piece of the city hidden behind it and we could find no other entrance nor remember ever having seen this peculiarity once in our lives before. Being the hotheaded adventure seekers we were, we scaled the gate and landed behind it. All we saw was more stucco walls that we assumed was housing and a long open dirty road without any vendors or stalls or donkeys. The only thing we saw in the distance was the form of what appeared to be a misshapen babe. We decided to walk around and try to find the people that lived there but happened upon the babe sooner than we expected. Much to our surprise the sitting babe was nearly as tall as we were and it’s dancing sister who would normally look no older than two or three years loomed a few feet above us. We stared with our mouths agape as we tried to comprehend what we saw. Then we heard it. Rumbling footsteps that undoubtedly belonged to the parent of these abnormal children. Not wanting to meet whatever conceived such anomalies we darted for the gate but found it nearly impossible to scale. We alsotried squeezing through the nonexistent gaps in the slating and near the ground while we cursed ourselves for our rash stupidity. The creature that rounded the corner was huge. But considering that we were all too busy dodging its blows and scrambling to find our way out we had no idea what gender it may have been and whether or not it appeared human. I am still unable to describe how we managed to escape the nether side of the wooden garden gate, but thankfully we did. I do remember watching the solders finish unloading these gigantic canvas wrapped burdens from the huge carts. Donning dirty, abandoned doctors robes my friends and I approached the sentries with an air of confidence. One sentry led us over to the hills that he promptly ordered to be be uncovered for us only ( I may not have mentioned but this huge square was devoid of all but the solders and ourselves). They cut the ropes and the canvas falls and there are several Giant’s carcasses. Some of their bodies look mutilated, burned, and others are just bloody. My friends and I gather our bearings and try to look as professional as possible as we study the bodies. We then walk over to the most mutilated and damaged carcass in order to more closely observes how they killed these creatures (our experience form earlier that day still fresh in our minds.) The solder then asks for my opinion on the body and I scramble mentally for a response as I quickly survey the corpse. I then notice something odd about a bone in the back of the Giant’s hand and I pull it out gently. On a random impulse, I slde the bone into my own hand. Suddenly the carcass becomes animate as it mirrors my movements. I then wake up. What did this mean?

As a kid, this dream was reoccurring and scary as hell...literally. It starts off with me falling from the ceiling and i land on the floor of an all dim deep red room. It looks like an empty church (no pews or anything), but in the hall outside of two VERY LARGE double-doors is a sound of a beating drum and its getting closer by the second! fearful of what is coming in the room , i frantically move to wake myself up and i always wake up before the drums (and anonymous drummer) enter. One night i decided i was going to confront the drummer. I stood up and waited for him to enter and as soon as i made that decision mentally, the drums stopped.

There was a massacre at a local beach over night. The Killing was of 50 men and women, on separate sides of the beach. They were dressed in red pants and no shirts, but the women had red training bras on, well most. This was shown on the news as they examine the people most had lacerations and some had body parts missing. About half of both the men and women were dead and cut up into pieces. The beach was covered in blood and the water was pitch black, most of the blood already draining into it. After watching the news, the, almost what seems to look like a small town, everyone was in hysterics. At a high school, all students sat in the gym with three girls at the vary front, where two men stood with an old television in between them, while one held a tape. The three girls on my dream are obviously based off myself, and two of my friends. The men started to talk about the massacre and then put the tape in. Sowing the evidence to the school of what it looked like there how all the people looked. Small details like; some had chains attached to there hands and legs, some looked mutated with bulging eyes or a large bulge in the stomach, even foaming at the mouth. After the brief presentation, the one attractive man at the front came to speak to the girls at the front. He asked if any family was part of this, if we knew anyone involved, and if we are okay(mentally). He then proceeded to flirt with the young women in the middle(based off myself) and ask for her number. She, as a fool, gave him her number and then the rest of the school including them selfs went on with a long day of school and grieving. After school/collage the main character went home with a friend and then came in the man from this morning(now he must only be in his twenties, while the girl is just turning nineteen) he asked if she wanted a ride home. Once again proving dumb, she said yes. They got home and her friend left and the girl asked the man inside, he didn't hesitate in saying yes to her. After a few minuets of chatting and flirting, they started heavenly kiss. This is when she noticed he had a knife, and felt in danger. He gave her a sly smile. She continued to kiss and feel him up for anything else on him. That's when he pulled away. He now had the knife fully out in the open. She tried to ignore it and pretend she was only looking in his eyes(her eyes are a very dark brown) which worked. She started to play around with him in order to try and plan a way out. They started another heated make out session as she pulled his shirt off, he pushed her down on the couch and asked for something that helped her think up her plan. Right then she got up said come on I'm not doing it here. And walked to her room letting him go first, right then as he walked past her something stabbed her had and it wasn't his knife, it was too small and slender. She then proceeded to fallow him to her room and walked in, closing the door to continue looking natural. He saw her art kit and asked if he could check it out quickly, as he did she ran out of the room locking him in and running out the door. She started to feel a haze come over her as she hid behind her neighbours boat in their driveway. The haze took over and she passed out. End of dream.

So i had a dream where we were at this new weird school and we had a lot of freedom but we still had to atleast go to class it was kinda like a college but it was shaped like a giant tree. So i took off my shoes for some reason and i couldnt get them back So i went barefoot but i had to go up this weird slide but since I'm afraid of heights i just gave up and went down i managed do go up some stairs when i see Chris and i guess i try to talk to him but he ignores me and walks with his friends and sits at a table The stairs disappeared and i cant find a way out im panicking so bad that i have a mental breakdown i grab a chair and start hitting everything to let out everything suddenly i throw the chair outside and everyone goes to see kinda like if i murdered the chair the whole time Chris was looking at me he had a blank expression but you can see the pain in his eyes Him and his friends got up and went down the stairs that magically appeared he was the last one to leave he looked at me one last time before he left i followed but they were gone everyone was looking for the one who threw the chair the principle said there would be a punishment i laughed and thought BULLSHIT

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