Recent dreams containing field page 9

Ima t a student council meeting we are periodising an unpopular idea I say "everyone hates the student council anyway " they agreee .Now I'm in the hub someone's making an announcement maybe it's me I turn to the corner and see john by the stairwell .Hes wearing overalls I didn't know we could do that .im in the orallighys field but it surrounded by gates .this is a school event .THE TEACHER ARE CANNIBALS .i try to climb over the gate to escape my dad helps but Alan tries to stop us. We get over the gate and I'm in the car there's traffic I keep telling my dad we need to call the police he seems uninterested.we arrive at a house . I wonder who's house it is.my dad gets out of the car for a vape.i try to call 999 But different numbers keep appearing instead of 9 that I have to delete. My brain switches to a completely white area where 3 females mii's with pigtails in red are .they each have the number 9 on them .perfect I think . 3 male mii's appear they have the number 9 on them too .im back in the car I look down at my phone ,there's too many 9's

At funeral standing in front of a casket that i understood was for my mother. it but my mother wasnt in it. then i observed my mother in an open field with tress talking to my father my mother had lots of hair alone side one of her daughters

The dream started at my house. My brother and I were home alone. Then these black vans surrounded our house. I remember being told to "watch out for black vans." I try to get my brother up, saying we have to hide, but he didn't believe me. As one of them walked up to the house, I slammed the door shut and locked it. Sometimes we leave our front door open for fresh air. After I did that, they left us alone for a while, but they were still watching us, watching our every move. I tried to call my mom, or 911, but I guess the men did something to our service too. So we hid and waited. Then I got the bright idea (why, dream me, why) of trying to run to the neighbors house and ask for help. My brother and I took the back door out, but the men were still encircled around the house. They got a hold of me, my brother escaped. They took me to this abandoned, overpopulated house that was in terrible shape. It was in the middle of downtown San Diego, I'm surprised no one saw it. By overpopulated I mean it was filled with other kids I knew, who were also all abducted. We were allowed to roam freely around the house, we just had two unofficial rules to live by. 1: Don't try to escape. 2: DON'T anger The King. We also had these weird tracker collars. They would send signals to The King, and he'd send his little men in black vans to go and kill us, and the black van men were everywhere in the outside world. Who is The King? He's the head honcho, the big kahuna of that house. No one knows who he is, or his motives. In fact, no one knew why we were taken here. Nothing bad was happening (yet), but we knew something sinister was brewing underneath. We were scared shitless. One day, The King revealed himself. He was a short, squatty man, but had the face of a sour lemon. He had a sword tucked in its sheath in his belt loop. He didn't announce him as The King, we just all kind of figured, since he looked way way older than the rest of us. He would just walk around the house, as if he was on patrol. If he didn't like the way you look, he'd kill you. If you attempted to kill him (many did), he'd make sure you die the most brutal death. He was terrifying. I avoided him at all costs. What I saw from him was unfathomable. A transgender boy was having a mental breakdown and wasn't in the right mind. He confronted The King, pleading on his knees that he'd let him go. The King looked down at the boy. "You want to be a boy right?" The kid looked up, a little taken back by this comment. "What does that have to do with anything!?" The kid responded with, getting more frustrated and angry. "I'll help you pass better as a boy." The King grabbed him by his fluffy, pretty-long-for-a-boy hair, and scalped him with his sword. Like, he cut off his hair, and scalp, so all you could see was his brain. He fell over dead. The King did all of this with such a deadpan face. He turned to the boy's body, spat on it, and muttered, "Tranny pig." Everyone watching, and there was a lot of them, turned away once The King turned to walk away. This man was a monster. I saw a lot of kids I knew there, who were from school, dance, the neighborhood, etc. I saw a girl I knew from school and cheer leading on the verge of death, anothr cheerleading classmate, who was also her best friend, cradling her, crying. The King shot the dying one in the thigh, because she tried to escape, leaving her to die slowly. It was pretty merciful, compared to the other methods of punishment. This broke my heart. The two most popular and joyous girls I knew were at utmost despair. Throughout the dream, I could only think about my parents and my brother. Flash forward to another day, I'm walking around the house, like usual, with the rest of the "herd" of abducted children, and I meet up with that one girl who was cradling and crying over her dying best friend. We talked a little, she's very damaged because of what happened to her best friend. She tells me we need to escape. That her friend's death cannot be in vain. I'm very reluctant, but I'm pretty fast on my feet. I agree. We climb over the wall, and run a couple meters from the house. I look back, and I understand why no one sees the kids, or anything that's occurring in that house. There's some sort of protection field that makes it still look like its abandoned from the outside. The sirens go off. Green lazor lights are everywhere. Those represent the locations of the Black Van Men. We make it as far as the freeway. We try to remove the collars but we can't. Then I wake up.

Well, it wasn't much of a dream as it was...something dream related. I can't remember my dream but I was sleeping in a cottage in Lakefield for summer vacation, I woke up the next day and the first words that I heard echoing in my head were, Demon Lord Ghirahim. I never really thought much about him nor did I care much about him, like at all. But an unknown curiously came over me which soon progressed to love, even thought he was a fictional character, I loved him no matter what others told me. I've changed and progressed more like his character both physically and mentally :Narcissistic and psychotic. My life has been strange ever since. I've had dreams were he's swept me off my feet, kidnapped me and taken me to his castle, despite his evil persona. Other times it's been a case of Paralysis dreaming. I've also been having dreams about that cabin where I first found myself loving him. I figure I might have had a dream that night that could have inspired this influence, that I cherish ever day. There is A LOT to this but these are the basics, sorry for this monologue, but I really want to know about my superstitious relationship...

My sister and i are in an open field by a pond as we walk toward pond i turn around and see a casket in the middle of it i go to the casket and my mom sits up and says she cant stay very long as i turn around to ask her to come to the pond with us both my mom and the casket are gone

I'm standing in a vast plain field of green grass and the wind slightly blowing in my face and body and the vast and wide plain of grass is in ending it goes on forever and there is nothing in the distance

I was in a perspective of a fancy adult man. Next to me was, I think, the man's brother. We went to do adventures, but they were in tiers. 1st was a field, 2nd was a butterfly garden, 3rd was a town, last was a huge castle. No one was in the castle, so the man's brother went to the throne, a bunch of butterflies surrounded him and I woke up.

I was with my biological mother. Her husband began chasing me around the house with an axe, so she drove me to a grocery store. Before we went in, she hugged me, and her skin was really soft. Her husband found me in the grocery store and was chasing me with and old woman who also had an axe, and she had a walkie talkie on her hip. I ran into a back room where I saw one of my teachers and several friends from school. My biological mother then drove away with me and we crashed in a corn field.

We were many, we went to a programme. And immediately we reached we started thanking God. In an open field. So later we started howling like wolves, I was howling too. Immediately I saw the bush moving, it seems something is coming through, and I was the first to see a wolf. It started attacking people, none made attempt to hurt me. They started running, I looked back and saw an open door of a block house. It was not painted yet. I went inside immediately and ushered few people inside with me, that's a little girl, a woman, two ladies, and one guy. I shut the door and locked the door. I was the one who locked all the doors and windows. In the morning, everyone came out and was boarding a bike, immediately I stopped a man to carry me on his bike. He told me he will be back and he speedily drove off. Then I noticed the weather changed, i know they are coming. I rushed in with the people and closed the doors. It wasn't night then but the wolves came out and start attacking and eating people. We watched through the window, and a woman standing close to me said " they would have stayed close to there hiding places, now they are eaten.

So i was going back to the locker room at pe to change out from my pe clothes and suddenly i was running in a field with no grass just dirt and then it was bus call and i missed both of my buses because i took like 20 min in the locker room changing back into my clothes and so i just walked to the bus loop but then my parents showed up near the breezeway so i was like "ok cool i'm gonna get home earlier" and then someone walked past me and like bumped into me and i thought he was a school shooter so i got nervous but i kept walking with my parents and we were gonna enter in the main entrance of the school but then we went to buy and it turned out to be bob saget and i was excited although i dont really watch full house and we talked and then my grandparents aunts uncles and all them started walking under the breezeway and i was confused but then i thought it was some procession for my brothers wedding so i was like ok and then it ended there