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I was at a friend's house, and his parent's bed was in the middle of the house. next to the bed, some stairs lead to an underground animal room. the first room had fish tanks. a bed with fish tanks around it. but it is all crocodiles, sharks and piranhas. the friend threw food at us so that the crocodiles could eat us or the food. in the second room was a kid's play area with what looked like a black lion and a white lion, somehow I ended up in the play area. the entire place was deflating like a jumping castle and the cage to the lions were open as I exited the gate a lion was in front of me as I turned around it grabbed me on my shoulder. then it cut to me being on a highway trying to tell people there was a zombie attack happening. everyone is dying around me. and everything repeated again

I walk from the upper floor, where the higher years mingle, down to the 2 1/2 floor. I look into glass walled study rooms. A girl I am interested in is there. She comes out and greets me with an uncharacteristcally friendly hug. She looks excited and relieved about something. She leads me towards the stairs that lead out of the building to a beautiful sunset over neatly kept lawns. Before we can decend she is urged by someone on her research team that something needs to finalize some details before submitting. She obliges and implores me to go ahead and she will catch up. I kiss the top right corner of her face and she rushes off with her team. I turn back the way I came to the open stairs that are white, unsupported, and look like they were built to replicate orbital paths. The roof makes the building look spherical. I walk downward and see some friends. I greet them without stopping. Something is on my mind. I have some objective, but I don't know what it is. The whole building shakes and the other stairs fall. People disappear without a trace. I notice a man wearing a dark pink or extremely faded red sweater with the hood up. He seems to be bald. He has a brown and round goatee. He is standing on a scaffolding a floor above me and about 10-20 meters ahead of me. He is armed with a rifle he needs two hands to fire. He sees me and lifts the gun against his should and fast walks towards an exit that leads outside of the building. I wake up in an apartment room. The walls begin at my hips. Beneath the wall there is just a railing like on a flimsy deck. I can see the floor below me. It's a hotel lobby. It's dirty and the lights make everything a shade of piss yellow. The door has a lock, and an opaque window that takes up most of the top center. There is a second opaque window that is as tall as the door on the same side as the lock on the door. Someone in the lobby came and asked about me. I lay down and pretend to be asleep since they could see me if I was standing. The man at the desk points to my room. The man asking about me is dressed in all black and is wearing a comically large brimmed hat with a red feather. He pulls a 2 meter long weapon from his suit case and aims it towards where he thinks I am sleeping and fires. It's less than a few inches from my head. The whole pours out light, white debris, and doves mixed in with both. I roll frantically, open my door and run as fast as I can away from the lobby. I exit the back door and see a bowling alley. People are bowling and buying booze. I am a little flabberghasted because just the night before it was a theatre. I remember following a young woman in a purple dress outside. She was crying, her boyfriend commanded her into the car. It was an expensive looking car. Her hair was done up in a nice looking bun. She saw me come to her rescue and she smiled and wiped her tears away and got into the car. Regardless of last night it was currently a bowling alley. The person behind the bar was an old friend. He offered me a beer. I drank a couple sips and thanked him before running out the far door and seeing my world. I was 20 years in the past outside of a thrift store wearing a varsity jacket and remembering when this thrift store used to be a bowling alley when I was a kid.

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.

I just fell asleep. Dreamed of one elder of ex speaking to another saying she won't come to family reunion. She was in my kitchen as she talked her head became covered then she became a child face with full black eyes no white in them not anyone I know and came at me and I had a butcher knife in my hand all of a sudden to protect myself and I could not speak but felt very threatened and scared and tried to say I would kill her but was scared she was a kid and I shouldn't but was scared and felt danger. I couldn't speak but tried so hard to.

“When I was a kid, around 5-8 I had this nightmare for a long time, and the weirdest part is that I still remember it to this day, vividly. I'd be in an apartment with my older sister, we'd just sit there and abnormal tall shadows would be on the wall, screaming. I would look around and see a wall break then my older sister disappears. I would stand and walk over, a ghost/demon would grab me and burn my skin. I remember screaming and crying then I'd start falling into pitch blackness, hearing people laughing at me. I could hear myself screaming, sometimes maybe feel myself screaming. Just screaming. Screaming. Screaming. Screaming. Silence. I'd land in the arms of my older sister, she had a blank look on her face and then she melted into blood, ear shattering screaming. It was all honestly traumatic considering everything was so vivid, occasionally becoming blurry. Then I'd wake up.

I hear the sound of ghungroo at the place where I lived as a kid. I tell my mom I heard the sound of a ghungroo. As i look outside i see a little girl in red dress running around and playing but not looking at us. I tried to affectionately call her but words dont escape my mouth. Have a sense of shock as i see her and maybe some sort of fear caused the words to not come out of my mouth. As she leaves our vision I tell my mom that i heard it earlier that day and saw her earlier. She must be around 4 or 5, just about th age of my daughter whom i havrnt seen for a couple of months now. The visual out of the window was pitch black and all i could see was the girl run away from our side of the window, turn around and run back disappearing from our side of the window.

When I was a kid, around 5-8 I had this nightmare for a long time, and the weirdest part is that I still remember it to this day, vividly. I'd be in an apartment with my older sister, we'd just sit there and abnormal tall shadows would be on the wall, screaming. I would look around and see a wall break then my older sister disappears. I would stand and walk over, a ghost/demon would grab me and burn my skin. I remember screaming and crying then I'd start falling into pitch blackness, hearing people laughing at me. I could hear myself screaming, sometimes maybe feel myself screaming. Just screaming. Screaming. Screaming. Screaming. Silence. I'd land in the arms of my older sister, she had a blank look on her face and then she melted into blood, ear shattering screaming. It was all honestly traumatic considering everything was so vivid, occasionally becoming blurry. Then I woke up.

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