Recent dreams containing imps page 5

I dreamt about Jessica Simpson

I dreamed on jerome simpson

What does it mean to dream of different small spices of fishes, crabs,shrimps all swimming happily in clear water and I am standing in the water.

I woke up at looked at my clock and it said 6 and I was like how can it be 6 if Nicole called me at 8? And then I looked at the microwave clock at it said 8:17 so I was like I guess I fell back asleep for a couple of minutes and then I got up and walked to the living room and a bunch of my family was there and like a dog came running through the house and then I was like wait am I asleep or awake and I turned on the tv and it was like blasting loud and the volume buttons weren't working and I tried to turn it off but that wasn't working either and I was like buttons never work in my dream and then all of a sudden it shut off and I picked up my phone and I was like phones never work in my dream either so I tried to call you and it worked and you sounded super weird on the phone you were like HEY KATIE I LOVE YOU it like a really high pitched voice and I was like Nicole why do you sounds weird and you were like I LOVE YOU I LOVEEEEE YOU and I was like this is important you need to tell me what time it is and you were like hey Katie!!!!! And then I got these super intense chills all over my body and my heart started beating really fast and my skin was tingling and I was like holy shit I must be awake and then I started screaming in the phone saying TELL ME OF IM AWAKE OR NOT but then I lost my voice and I couldn't scream and I hung up and walked out of my room and saw a glimpse of someone walking to the door and in my head I was like dont look but it was too late and I looked and there was this gross looking man just staring me down he was wearing a yellow sweater and he looked sad and lonely and it seemed like my mom knew him and like my stomach dropped and I felt sick and then all of a sudden I attacked him and I was on top of his body like ripping out his neck with my teeth and I could see his muscles and blood and stuff and then I like "woke up" and sat next to my grandma and told her I had one of those dreams again and she was like "I wonder if that's what bugs do like they crawl in your head at night and make you have those dreams" and I was like "maybe..." And then I woke up for real

My boyfriend was put into the hospital for knee surgery. I was not allowed to see him or go into his room. I came to the hospital every day to just sit in the waiting room. I would catch glimpses of him every so often. Finally, he was released and I was able to take care of him.

I dreamed on Jessica Simpson

I had a dream about Jessica Simpson

I felt like i was a spirit and got a glimpse of my ex-boyfriend. he was with a new woman and she made him very happy. she gave him what he needed and deserved.

I felt like i was a spirit and got a glimpse of my ex-boyfriend's life. he was with a new woman and she made him very happy. she gave him what he needed and deserved.

I stabbed a stranger, I don’t remember why but he was in our yard. I killed him and I felt it, I felt his blood splatter my face, the warmth as I stabbed and stabbed and ripped open his chest. My husband was with me, not stopping me nor helping, Just watching me. I dragged his body over the lawn of this beautiful house I do not live in but I sort of did you know? The grass was freshly cut and covered in dew, even though it was midday in summer, It wasn't hot. It wasn't cold enough for dew either. I put him in the garden shed, He was dead by now. I went along and cleaned the grass off, not with a hose but endless tissues as if it were fine carpet. My older sister, which I don't have comes home. Her husband and her kids all have no faces, Just black. Daughter 3, Brown curls and pigtails. Son unknown, I saw nothing. Husband roughly 40, Dark hair. My older sister was a short, stumpy fat blonde, I have seen her before, I know this because she had a face. My husband and I were in our room, Which looked more like the intensive care unit in the Mental Health section of the hospital, It was empty and dark but I knew it was white. My sister walked in she brought sudden light to the room and asked me how I was. I told her good but she wasn’t satisfied and continued to ask questions, but the one thing she didn’t ask about and that I was sure she would, was why there is blood all over me. Was this a normal look for me? I told her, I told her how I killed a man and he was in the back shed, No one particularly cared except my sister, not even the children. She was so shocked, she asked me for the weapon and I had forgotten what I had used. Turns out it was some old dagger with what looked to be a big chicken bone as the handle, strange. I ended up stabbing her to death after catching a glimpse of the weapon. No one was bothered by my second killing, I suppose she did look like a nagging twat. My husband was known for the bad things he had done in the past, He has a reputation around here, He killed a man with his own two hands, He went to jail and broke out, disappeared for ten years, Turns out he was on the other side of the world working in a kitchen, Not a regular kitchen. drugs. He spoke for the first time that day and simply said for me to “Stop it”. “There’s already two dead, what’s left to stop”? I said to him tauntingly “I’m calling the police and you aren't going anywhere”. He shouted I continued to explain how bad this could look for him also, I cut my arm with the weapon and smashed a beautiful vase across my head and proceeded to hug him transferring most of the blood and slipping the knife into his pocket. I pulled out the cell and dialed for the police, I told them my husband was trying to kill me and he was already killed two, gave them the address and hung up. I kissed him and walked out of the house laughing hysterically.