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I had a dream in this dream i was in school then it was time for me to leave,so when i started off i was in a blue car and my lecturer was the one driving me,then behind there was another car with my siblings in it Following me,so the road we were driving on was narrow,it required a lot of work to drive through the road,so what haooened was at some point the car just stopped moving then my lecturer left and said he is coming kanshi he went back to his office,in the road we were moving it was like a passage again because in the sides there were offices,so i came out of the car trying to find a way for how the car was going to pass and while i was doing that there was a guy passing so i called him and asked him to help me push the car but he started trying to flirt with me he was a humanizer so i got upset and chased him and i reported to the other girls he was flirting with,that's how the guy left in anger,so after he left the road became well to drive through and i went back up to call my lecturer so when i went to his office what he said was "my favorite student is here" then i told him that we can go now the car can move,so we went back to the car he continued driving and both the car that was behind with siblings in it was also able to move.so when we started leaving my lecturer told me to start calling my parents that they can come get me now aswel

Story tone: I have this dream that is really frequent lately, like i live in a town that is close to a river... the town is a cuban style close to modern but full of palm trees... then there is this night in every two weeks, people is sleeping early and shut all the doors and window tightly. and here is my scene came in... i'm not sure why but i feel like im new in the town but seems i'm living in the town my whole life. then one night everyone is panicking because some weird creature appears and seems creating havoc in the area. then when i realized that i need to escape what i think of is to bring my aunt with me and my nieces. then i realized i have a super power.. that i can float/fly but it's took weak.. like i can just barely above the roof... but still i tried to escape with my aunt and my nieces me trying to carry all of them so we are just floating above the river... then the next segment is we found a town next to the river and the town have a cave.... we do not know the place so what we did is we go to this big cave and we try to rest there and sleep... then we actually try to hide because some people are coming out in the cave-like you know the feeling that they where there because they had a prayer or what.... that's the feeling... and there is a priest.. but one thing caught my attention is there is a boy that looks like the hunchback of Notre-Dame... but a bit skinnier and younger. but the face is almost the same and creepier... btw this is in the middle of the night.... so while im resting.... one of my niece went back to me that she was like stub or sliced in the stomach asking for help.... or saying to leave the place... and one of my niece is missing... thinking that maybe the creepy dude is did something weird to them... and the town is also like the same town i've been to like everyone is shutting their homes. then me and my one niece is trying to escape one boy helped us.. since i have a power to float he said we can stay somewhere high in a one house... like the feeling of a Bird nest.. whit hay and everything... then that's where it ended.... hahahahahah this is kind the most recent dreams i have and it's the same thing for the past weeks.... by the way the drawing is the creature like i saw hahahah like they have skin like texture but slimy.....

I'm Nigerian and Igbo, I had a dream that all the Igbos in the State I was staying in right now(an igbo State) and, actually everybody, even non Igbos were being told we could no longer stay in our homes for some reason and to pack no more than 4 bags each of all our stuff and to come to a location and drop our luggage in a line, that the government would have them taken to new residence and use it to assign us to them. I think? Or something. And that we were not allowed to hold on to our luggage, that we *had* to put it down on the line, then go take a seat for the large state wide conference being held and listen to what the governor of the state had to say. The tension lay in the fact that throughout the stress of packing with the family I was living with in the dream (my cousins and aunty), entering a vehicle, and driving to the mandated location, I was terrified that this was actually a genocide. I kept on begging my Aunty and cousins to consider that this might be a genocide, or to flee the state and put our luggage in a relatives house in a neighboring state. They did not listen until the last possible moment, when I thought up and suggested the latter, by then we had already reached and dropped our luggage, and a female army soldier had appeared nearby and was watching us, so we had to leave it be. Another thing is on the drive there we would see things that in the logic of the dream, could have pointed to this being a genocide. One being a tree that we passed that may or may not have been a species that "usually" grew due to the circumstances that could be caused by a pogrom in dream logic, eg excess blood in the soil or the smoke of burnt human remains in the atmosphere or something like that. But it was never spoken out loud only suspected, so whether this was true in the dream isn't certain. secondly on 2 occasions I would see hills in the distance just absolutely *covered* in trash, sometimes with small piles of trash burning. And i would suspect whether the trash was actually the belongings and luggage we were submitting to the federal government. This one out of fear for such an outright confirmation was kind of doubted immediately by me. When sitting down for the conference, closest to the stage where the governor was speaking, a Hausa man in this dream, it was at a point where it was kind of up to the mechanics of my brain whether this dream would turn out to be something else or indeed a genocide. And in the dream I was either subconsciously or consciously but partially aware of this fact, it was why the 3 instances of evidence for genocide were being doubted with hope in the first place. So every word the governor would say had me on the edge of my seat hoping my dream would come in and provide a different explanation, soon a different scenario. One of the bases of my hope being the blatantly lower class Hausa people also standing around in the crowd because they live in the state too so had also been forced to leave their homes. Because in real life such drastic antagonistic action would never be taken with their own tribe in the direct crossfire. Either the Hausas in the government favoured their population, or betrayed them class-wise in a way that could be spun as justifiable. Anyways it was during this speech that I woke up. My heart was pounding so hard I expected it to be painful and causing some other physical reaction (the same way stomach aches are accompanied by nausea and a need to defecate). It got under control though, and I immediately started typing this.

I had an odd dream where I was at an airport that I saw on a map, was like smack back in the middle of somehow, both LA and San Francisco. It was like dusk, just on the cusp of the sun setting. From where I can remember the dream starting, I was in a much smaller jet, talking to my GF, when I suddenly realised somehow, that I wasn't on that plane, but another one, and it was exactly the time my flight was supposed to be flying out. I quickly gathered my stuff, and prepared to run off the plane, across the airport in the hope I could get to my own plane. I got out onto a relatively empty tarmac, before realising (and placing a great deal of importance) on the fact I had not kissed my GF goodbye, and despite the fact I was already in a hurry and late, ran back to give her a kiss and a hug. To which she seemed too busy to facilitate quickly anyway, but I did end up getting a quick one in. I dont remember my journey across the airport, but somehow I end up at a set of doors where I need my ticket to proceed. In looking for my ticket which I am suddenly unable to find, I drop a bottle of water. An airport member acts like I dropped this bottle of water with attitude, on purpose. And basically tells me to cool my attitude. This causes me to get an attitude, and I respondly snarikly with "you think I did that on purpose? If I wanted to do it on purpose, id do more than that. Oddly also the bottle I dropped, was like the size of my thumb. Eventually this worker after finding out whats going on offers to take me in and sort me out. As they are taking me in, I see a queue of normal passengers. For a brief moment, a man staring at me, deep into my soul, like straight into my eyes, is a dead ringer for my grandfather who passed a few months ago. It out and out looked like him. When I looked away and back again however, he looked completely different. At any rate, they start helping me at the desk, and we are talking and the conversation, I explain what occurred, and that I was just stressed because I couldn't find my ticket etc, and the woman goes "And dont worry hun, thats why we are going to sort you out"..."and that'll be 2300 dollars" I exclaim that I thought they were just helping me look up *my* ticket, not charge me for a whole new ticket. I exclaim that I dont want a new ticket, and I run from the desk and drop to the ground to look through my bag yet again. This time, I am able to find my ticket. It turns out it was folded up in my passport all along! I wave the ticket at them, and run past the line of people, oddly up to a door with no secuty staff on it, but just a button that you hit that opens the door and lets you through. It's at about this point the dream ended. I know dreams dont really mean anything, but what could this dream be suggestive of?

Dreamt I had a son named Carson ( I don’t have a son named. Arson only in this dream. Blonde blue eyes 9/10 years old 5ft was in a plane to see if he got off ok for his flight then went missing then he was a few rows down with a man in a airforce uniform then man wearing glasses not old but not young says to me Carson is his son I took him away from the man and went to the back of the aircraft to talk to cabin crew then the plane taxied to the runway I was freaking out how am I going to get back home.. Carson sitting in last row then two woman sitting opposite the one took magazine out the pocket of the seat and it was her on the cover wearing a yellow dress with some kinda crown

This is one of the most disturbing and horrible dream I have ever seen in my life. I'm having a little discussion with my mom.. she was a bit depressed..because she has some money issues.. she was worrying about her money situation and talking with me about that. I actually told her we will see what we can do. My mom is working as a teacher in the dream.she was a teacher in rea life but now retired.but in the dream I saw that she is still working . She has not gone for the job from few days... She is so depressed than what she shows. I realised that Mom is having a critical situation in her mental health. That I have to inform this to my sister or someone in the family... My mom got ready to go to the job.. because she has not gone for the job for like few days she said she must go today..and got ready. But I could see that she don't want to go.but I told her don't stay today too.. you will lose the job as well.. then she left. Then some People came home.. like relatives or my friends..I can't remember. But I know these people really well . We had a little chit chat... And my sister and dad came too... I roughly explained to my sister about mom's situation..we all got distracted by talks. Then suddenly I noticed it's so late... That Mom should come home by now.. then I told everyone about what happened today... I just felt there is something wrong with the situation..then the people agreed to go and search for mom in the school .. because it's too late now. Then we left.. we searched in everywhere. But we couldn't find her... And we asked children who has stayed for late night classes that if they have seen her.. only one child has seen her .... And she told us which classroom.. and we went to look there.. adults told me not to come inside..so I waited outside ..they went to the classroom ..and they came with a very misarable face... They said mom has suicided.. I actually felt like I'm broken in to peices.. I couldn't bear it.. I cried out loud... And one of the people told me she had a letter in her hand. In this letter it says someone of her family like a brother who lives in abroad coming to see her... After this letter came to her hands she has got her depression more worse.. maybe her worry of money has gone worse after she got the letter... Because she can't treat them well because she doesn't have much money. But I understood that this happened because she was not feeling well. She was going through depression. I actually felt so sad and miserable. I cried out loud. I felt like my life is going to be over. How can I be without her.. ? Then I woke up and I realised ...it's a dream.. but still feel awful. Is this dream giving a prophecy or reflecting something of my own life?

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