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I was laying in a bed in

I was laying in a bed in my parents bedroom. I see impressions in my duvet as if someone was crimbling across it but nobody is there. It unnerves me for a breif moment and I sit up when my dad appears in the room and sits on the bed beside me. As he speaks I realize that it's Anubis speaking through him

Red haired woman wearing glasses I had

Red haired woman wearing glasses I had sex with. We entered a bedroom an empty bedroom. We were about to leave, but when I reached out to her, she and I both fell and somehow ended up having accidental sex.

Almost Lucid. In my house, I walk

Almost Lucid. In my house, I walk through an upstairs hallway. I look into one bedroom where I spend a short period looking at the objects that exist in it. A figure appears. Its cloaked, and points at me. It leads me to another room parallel. The door leads to an open ceiled room. It is rectangular, and on all sides architectural arcades span the walls. A long dining table sits at one side of the room. The cloaked figure points towards it. I see my family sitting in stokades and shackles, and finally they walk in chains.

I dreamed that I went into my

I dreamed that I went into my aunt's room and saw somebody in her bed and knew she was in the kitchen with some people. I asked who was in her bed and her deceased husband raised up. I turned and on my way to the kitchen I ran into a man and someone said this is Wayne and I proceeded into the kitchen and told my aunt her husband was in her bed. She went into the bedroom where he was standing and they proceeded to hug. As she was hugging him I see his hand changing and I told her that was not him and he turned into a witchy looking woman. I laid my hands on her chest and begin to pray. then I woke up.

I dreamt of a headless ghost in

I dreamt of a headless ghost in my childhood bedroom. There was a great sence of fear, and I felt haunted and chased. Before that, the ghost put paper with messages underneath my door.

I dreamt of a headless ghost in

I dreamt of a headless ghost in my childhood bedroom. There was a great sence of fear, and I felt haunted and chased

I was in my old house, and

I was in my old house, and it was at night time. Me, my dad, sister and little brother where in the bedroom, then we herd a creek at the front almost as if someone had opened it. We herd footsteps, then all of a sudden this old man was in our house, and was acting mental, and confused. He had a white T-shirt, some PJ's, and some really thick glasses. He walked into my room and started waving at us, that's when my dad tried to escort him out of the house, and that's when he droped something on the ground, so my Dad picked him up and threw him out of the house and that's when I woke up. What does this dream mean???

I dreamt that I discovered I had

I dreamt that I discovered I had an adopted brother and sister my entire life, but my parents had never introduced them as that to us so I never realised. It happened really suddenly that I was at home in New Cross, in my room but as an adult, and I think I'd heard some news story about adoption and it had made me think- I wish I had adopted siblings. And all of a sudden it came over me that I did. I'd had an adopted brother this whole time and I had never realised / put 2 and 2 together. I collapsed in tears of joy and sadness at the same time. I ran to where my mum and sister Joanna were tidying away clothes and tried to help and ask questions but I could barely function. My adopted brother was there too - he was a tall, handsome Asian man, very gentle and kind. I asked my mum and dad questions - it turns out they adopted two children, a Polish girl (who was not as close, a difficult adoption it seemed) and this Asian boy, who we had always grown up with and never questioned why. I asked my dad why they never explained to us: "because your mother said you children might not accept / try to sabotage them if you saw them as competition, so decided it was better to not say anything at all." This was classic my parents' approach to parenting- not trusting the kids and keeping their own confidences. I ran away from the room and as I ran I kept collapsing in floods of tears. My whole sense of being and understanding of who I was felt shaken, but I was also overwhelmed with love and affection for this sibling I had never recognised as such. The whole time he was there, quietly and gently present, aware of the emotional roller coaster I was going through and I had hugged him many times in tears already, and apologised for not knowing sooner. I ran upstairs - collapsing in piles of tears alof the way - back to my bedroom where he was in the bed and threw myself into his arms in the darkness and in my tears. I woke up then, not 100% sure if the love I expressed in that moment was more than that for a brother. It was possibly the relief of finding a soul mate. I dreamt this after an argument with my brother who earlier that day said he could not help me / give me advice about my relationship with Ben. I was very hurt and cried a lot - similarly completely overwhelmed / isolated. I felt quite betrayed by him in that moment. He has always been my closest confidante.