Recent dreams containing mourn

I was at a funeral. My girlfriend was dead. I was mourning so deep.

I dreamt that at home there is mourning,but there was a guy who was coming at home tellìng us that the sun is coming down from heave n and that a lot of people are dying by overseas.At the mourning ceremony there was a radio reporting the same information that the is coming down more close nearer to earth and a lot of people die mostly the white people in overseas.But the morning at home is for my brother in law family.I saw that my brother's law has two mournings.One mourning at our place and another mourning to my brother's home.When the meeting ceremony was off we found our brother's law in his car on the main road carrying a lot people's at the back.

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I just had the weirdest dream. So I dreamed of small four black rats much like the ones in the Cinderella story.They were helping me and they were my pets. Usually in real life I wouldn't go anywhere near rats, but in the dream I was glad to know they were helping me. Anyways things had started to go south soon enough. Someone (i don't remember who. The dream is kind of fading away now) warned me about the rats and influenced me to kill them. But I remember arguing with that person because I didn't enjoy the idea of killing an animal. However, I did it anyways in the end. After seeing the rats eat and just when the night got darker and everyone was drifting off to bed, I ended up successfully suffocating the rats with a white pillow. For some reason I felt relief because whatever danger was coming that I was told about was now over. But then the rats came back as ghost after the lights turned on. They were angry and haunting me and threatening to nibble at my feet. For some reason I thought that if I pretended to mourn over their death they would leave me alone. It worked or it didn't because I don't remember much now. I woke up very quickly after that feeling very confused and disturbed. I never have a dream like this so I'm kind of weirded out now and I was hoping to know what this means.

Moved into a new house but mourning my last house

I'm walking through a bright forest. The trees seem to shine in the summer light and the grass is soft against my feet. In my arms is my little cousin. she is in a green shirt with grey shorts on and surrounding me are the people I care about. My 'family' of sorts. My best friend and the person I love is standing on my right. She in in a baby blue dress that looks like the sky. Indigo mixes with the dress giving it a beautiful shade. My younger sister is on my left in a dark purple blouse lined with dark blue. She is wearing black jeans and her hair is flowing in the small breeze. She is laughing with my cousin. My cousin is in a white dress with a yellow ribbon around the waist and her hair is in a pony tail. In front of us, leading the way is my other cousin, and he is wearing a red dress shirt with blue jeans. He makes his way through a small arch created by two trees who's branches twist together and make a pathway. We each enter it and I take notice I am wearing. It's a simple white dress with orange on the straps and a orange ribbon around the waist. I am holding my baby cousin in one arm and in the other a blanket. My cousin puts down the basket he was holding and takes his sister from me as I set out the blanket. We begin to eat and talk, enjoying time together. Time passes quickly and soon we start swimming in a lake nearby. It took up about 1/3 of the meadow and glistened in the sun. I am sitting with my best friend on the blanket when I hear a shot. Looking around frantically I see my sister fall in the water and red pool around her. My cousin who was standing near her screams her head off and runs to my sister through the water only for another shot to sound and her fall. By this time me and my other two cousins are trying to get together but my baby cousin trips and is gunned down. Me my friend and cousin are all together and crying when we start to run. Just as another shot sounds my cousin ducks in front of my friend and takes the bullet for her. We mourn for him but soon start running. We are now lost in the woods and cannot get out and I feel a tugging on my arms to see my friend with a hole in her stomach. I weep as she fades away and start running. Darkness comes and soon a blood red moon rises in the sky. I once again feel pulling but as my arms, legs and dress. I look around to see the dead corpses of everybody pulling at me. Old cut scars now are bleeding and my blood mixes with theirs. I start screaming and crying before becoming weak and letting myself fall into their clutches and waking up after hearing the familiar shout of a gun-shot.

Its noon / evening. a friend cuts watermelon. im on my bike walking down the street with another girl, i get interrogated by a cop / police / agent about something, he's wearing really dark shades / sunglasses and has a gruff voice. i see my ex boyfriend riding a recumbent bicycle, with dark shades on and black hair blowing in the wind. i tell my friend and we set him up, she goes to talk to him and i follow behind, later coming to greet him and we go together to my old schoolyard / playground , these spirits start appearing and suddenly so does he. a chimera / anthropomorphic / hybrid creature appears, eclipsed by sunlight, a duck / goose and cow, who i can hear mooing in the distance. i need to stop eating animals / go vegetarian. i see a naked blonde woman pushed against a stone wall, looking as if she's mourning. a pair of giant hands come and nearly rip her apart. there are vast fields and farm land. i see women begin marching in in unison, all wearing the same uniform and they begin to chant. this feels like repentance. im taken to a room where only women are allowed, its a bath house, we each take turns sitting in a chair and getting cleansed. i go to put on my sandals, navy and blue, i accidentally put on the wrong ones and theyre too big / wrong size / not mine / dont fit, i try on the second pair and they fit just right, like theyre mine. theres water on the tiled floor. everyone is equal in this process, each person going through the steps. they all began chanting in unison, and i begun singing a song of my own

Mourn

I WAS IN THE CEMETERY AT NIGHT WITH MY FRIENDS AND WE WERE MOURNING A RECENTLY DECEASED FRIEND BUT SHES ALIVE IN REALITY, WE HAD FLASHLIGHT AND MY FRIEND STARTED TO RUB SEMI WET SOIL ON MY ARM. IT HAD BITS OF FLESH AND ROCKS. I ASKED HER WHAT WAS SHE DOING AND SHE SAID SHE WAS RUBBING THE REMAINS ON ME.

I was observing my memorial service I was invisible to the mourners at the service my obituary was written be me