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Woke up in dream to my cable being off and my aunt discussing tuff then all of a sudden a red scorpion trying to attack me. I live in nyc we dont have skorpions here. It kept trying to attack only me. I picked up my nephews so they wouldn't get attacked. It morphed into other bugs. I ended up killing something unsure if it was the scorpion but I celebrated in the dream

My boyfriend Nick, a co worker and myself are being held hostage by an unknown male. We are at my parents house, alone. He seems to be mentally challenged, gets frustrated and yells orders at us. In my dads garage he has my boyfriend In a chair and has me typing out a kind of list of demands or something on the computer, I'm not sure. As I cry, I explain that my dad will be VERY angry at us for being in his garage when he gets home. The unknown bad guy laughs and says he'll get him drunk or use this, and motions at a knife in is pocket. Nervously I sit down on Nicks lap and keep typing but Nick is slowly backing us up towards the door. The attacker notices this and reaches for a cable to tie us up. I cry and ask him not to. Suddenly, we are in a different part of the house with the same chair. As the bad guy gives me orders, I motion to Nick to run for the back door, he does very quickly. As the attacker runs after him I scream for my co worker to follow me into my old bedroom and try to lock the door, but the attacker is much stronger and forces his way into the room. I beg him not to hurt us and he knocks us onto the floor. With 2 ball point pens he starts stabbing at my legs and saying "I'm gonna kill you both!" When he motions towards my co worker I scream, "please, I'll do anything!" He reaches into his pocket and grabs a handful of permanent markers. He starts writing obscene things up and down my legs. He lifts my shirt and writes "I love sex" on my stomach. Before he can actually touch me, Nick is back in the room kicking him off of me! The rest is blurry but the bad guy was gone and my co worker unscathed except for one pen mark. I climb onto what is my old bed and everyone seems fine except me. I'm uncontrollably crying. When my parents get home they don't even offer a hug. I tell my mom what he tried to do and she starts recounting stories from when I was younger saying "you've always been sexual"! Only my older brother Dustin, who I haven't seen in 3 years holds me and tells me it's ok. And it's not until my mom sees me shaking and crying and lifting my pant legs to show her, that she realizes how very real and scary it all was for me. Then I woke up.

This is one of the many dreams I have; I was walking through my neighborhood with my mom it was really late in the night and i had a very bad feeling and my mom just went inside a house and i followed her and try to convice her to get out we walked into this small room and it had a table filled with "rosarios" and catholic stuff and in this big jar was a wooden Jesus in water but it was more like a baby Jesus and it moved it the water a little like it had real life and i was just so confused. On the other side of the tiny room were fans and everything in that room started to shake plates apeared and broke on the floor and the cables of the fans started to grap me and my mother seperating her from me some cables were violent others not so much. I turned around to open the door and it shut right in my face and i started to kick the door and thats when i felt someone else in the room there was a witch in front of my mother and she was controlling everything and wouldnt let me or my mom out my mom told me to run with the promisse to come back for her. The witch grabed a tissue and put it on my moms face thats when she passed out. I was so made i broke the door and ran out, and as i did the outside of the house was completly diferent from the way we saw it when we came in, it had to silver cars and i really big and tall green gate. I opened the gate and i saw a number written on her wall and a name i do not remember it felt so evil. I was starting to write down the number when i heard the witch coming and i ran as fast as i could, the street was made of Sand and i made a left and there was a small tree right in the middle of a street and i realized the the sand street went on forever and it was kind of like a maze. Thats when i heard her in my head. She said "You can run but you can't hide,i will find you, I always have" and i woke up.

In my dream i was wrestling a crocodile in the water i was trying to hold its mouth shut but it was very strong i found a cable and wrapped it around its mouth to hold it shut

Im a girl,i drem that i was climbing in a cable wire and trying to scape from the monsters

I was driving and I saw a car flooded out I revved up a tall hill in flood water to help. A black car was suspended from a cable and a man in a whit car was also suspended swinging parts over to repair the black car

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I am 70 happily married, and by most peoples standards very affluent. My wife is an incredible woman who I know loves me. My two children are happily married and very successful. I stopped full time work at 58 and decided to go to university. 5 years later I got a 2.2 from Oxford. Yet I have regular very disturbing dreams in which I am working in a job which I recognise as being the one I actually used to have, yet I am not sure about the layout of the — stairs keep disappearing — and the people around me know I am supposed to be 'important' and yet they ignore me and I, constantly looking for something to do, wonder aimlessly and insecurely around this constantly changing building. At other times I frequently have other equally disturbing dreams, in totally unrecognisable and inexplicable situations.