Recent dreams containing neo page 4

A man is sitting in a clear box on a chair and he is shot in the head simultaneously from the side and the back of the head, and he dies with a smile on his face.

THE BEAR EAT THE PICKEL THAT WAS PINK AND YELLOW AND THEN A GIANT FIRE ERUPTED FROM A SILENT PIT THAT WAS MARRON AND ORANGE THEN A HIPPY CAME AND SAID PEACE OUT AND DIED FROM A CARROT THAT WAS WHITE AND MOLDY THEN A HUGE CAT THAT HAD BLUE AND RED SPOTS CAME UP AND SAT ON A HUGE DOG WITH GREEN AND NEON PINT STRIPES THEN THEY STARTED TO KISS EACH OTHER AND THEN TOOK A NAP IN SPACE AND THEN PULUMETED TO RUSSIA WHER THE HUGE CAT AND DOG ME A SMALL ELEPHANT NAMED GEORGE AND THEY ALL HAD A PARTY AND LIVED FOREVER

I am at girl scouts and we are making a huge human pyramid then a strange hobo man walks in and offers to take us to dinner and our troop leaders say "I want some dinner, SURE!" so we go to a burger place and he says he will buy us anything we want so I get gobstoppers and they are NINE dollars but the cashier says it is pronounced "Goobstoppers" then he tells me to get anything I want so I get a soda and a big clear cup of carrots strawberrys and broccli that has a cheese drizzle. Then one of my friends that is in girls scouts and one thats not get this thing called neon nerds that come in a black box and the friend that is not in girl scouts says"THEIR NOT NEON ENOUGH!!!" and chucks them on the ground spraying them everywere!

I'm at the playground from my elementary school. It's dark, and I'm with this girl my age who I've never met. So we're playing for a little while, then the ground randomly stars shaking. All of a sudden, these portals appear in the ground, and these multicolored monster things appear and climb out of the portals. They're full of neon colors such as blue, orange, green, and pink. They start playing on the playground and laugh at me as I stand back and watch.

I'm playing on the playground at my elementary school. It's dark out, and I'm with a girl my age that I don't know. We're playing for a little while, then the ground shakes. These portals open up in the ground, and then multicolored monster things come out. They're full of neon colors like orange and pink and blue and green. I stand back terrified as they play on the playground with that girl and laugh at me. Then my dream ends.

I'm an apartment, DF's apartment, my recent stepfather. This is nothing like his actual house however, though I wasn't thinking like that at the time. The colors of the house are pale, boring, light grey, white, and a shade of tan that barely makes it any brighter. Directly to my left is a large, hardwood table, seen through a pale lens of colorlessness. Farther forward of that it a kitchen, with marble tops and light grey counters, still no contrast or brightness. To my right, and slightly forward is a living room. The wraparound couch is pale tan, badly accentuated with white and light grey pillows. I take a few steps into the living room, and soft plush meets my toes. Looking down, there is light grey fluffy carpet in between my feet. A foggy glass sliding door at the end of the living room. I sense rather than feel the other people in the house. DF, my stepdad, MOM, my mother (Who else?), and my stepbrother, CC. The rest of my immediate family is nowhere to be found, but my thoughts barely brush upon this subject without any feeling of alarm or surprise. Scene change. I'm outside. The sky is a bright blue and the grass is so light it almost looks like frosting. The fence is a wooden color, pale by any normal standards, but neon in comparison to the inside of this house. Our house/apartment rests on the side of a hill, and I see thousands more of the houses spread around us. The hill is alarming steep. A fence surrounds our house except for a small break in the back right corner. Accompanied by neighborhood kids and my brother, CC, I run towards the exit, looking for something adventurous. The rest is a joyful and exciting blur of running around the hillside, and finding an odd stairway that circles downwards. The end of the 'hill' is actually a small hang over, and the staircase is a circular structure leading to a raised concrete wall with a little over a foot of space under it. I remember running down these stairs, feet hitting it and making a loud ringing sound due to the metal structure, even with the actual steps being made of concrete. I remember worming under the wall with someone, hiding and trying to muffle my laughter and quick breathing. Later, I return home, the night sky looking purple, with amazing white lights of a variety of sizes glinting down on use like a cartoon sky. Scene change. I'm farther into the living room now, and it's later in the day, according to the sunlight streaming through the glass door. No one is here with me anymore, except KC sitting on the pale couch. She's doing something. It feels like she's watching a movie or playing a game, but I can't see what she's watching or playing. Odd. I ask her where my phone is, and she turns her head to me quickly before turning it back, light hair flying wildly, emphasizing her youth. She directs me to the kitchen, but doesn't know for sure. I walk into the kitchen, The floor is a pale marbled tile, pale cabinets with stone tops. Every piece of kitchenware is hidden from sight, very unusual for our house. You would see a cast iron tool at the very least sitting on the stove, but none of the usual tools are sitting on the counters. I look around me, not seeing it on the gleaming counter tops. Somehow I determine that the last place I had it was outside. I head out with a cell phone, calling my own phone. I kneel down to use gravity to my advantage, sliding down the steep hill speedily, heading towards the stairway. I run down the stairs in a similar manner that I did the night before, but stop halfway, looking down at the dirty patch of grass on the other side of the wall. I don't see a ringing phone, and am about to leave, but I do see something. A black flip phone with an orange back sits there open. I get halfway through a thought, "MY PHONE IS PURPLE, THAT'S NOT---" but the dream takes over, and I can feel half of myself getting excited and running for the phone. I crawl under the wall, my small chest rubbing on the concrete floor and my back rubbing on the thick wall above me. Anxiously, i hurry over to the other side and pick up the phone, still on my stomach. It's not ringing, and the thought finally gets through to me that that was never my phone to begin with. Suddenly, I'm aware of something vibrating in my hand. I look down to the hand that was holding the phone I was calling myself with. Amazingly, I was holding my familiar purple phone.

I was in a dim room. I could see a person in a straight back chair. The oerson was slumped forward slightly so that hair hung over his/her face. He/she wore aa gown like one woyld have on in a hospital. It wasn't white but looked old, yellowed. I was standing several feet away and viewing this persin in a profike view from their left side. I felt I wasn't alone and could sense someone was standing with me. I asked "who is that?" but never received an answer. I asked twice more with more urgency. I never received an answer. Then I saw someoneor something dancing around the person in the chair. It turned to look directly at me as it danced around. It was wearing a long white dress, aapron ir something around its waist and had wild red hair. Its smike was enirmous and red. I suddenly thought of a witch and they seemed to sink lower as if into a lighted hole in the floor. I felt the one standing with my say I should pray and I heard words that didn't seem to come from ne but around me say, "peace, healing, love, hope,... I don't remember all the wirds that were praye. I awoke.

I was walking with three neon green man under an aquarium with fiish that where red and orange. also i have dream of water flowing down a beautiful piece of stone and also i have flew over the plains

A girl with neon yellow face and pink cheeks

Looked in drawer big collection of markers, took biggest neon yellow marker with big tip