My boyfriend died in a car crash nd da caretaker of wer his staying waked me up without telling me what's happening then wen I walked outside da room I saw his closes on da hospital bed dats wen I started crying
I was looking through a window in my living room and i saw this approximately 13 year old boy who was riding a bright yellow motorcycle and he flew over the gate to my yard. i had a different dog than i do today because the dog from the dream died two years ago. he didn’t bark or atack him and i got mad at the boy for going in my yard si i called my mom. she told him to get out and he took a shoe from our garder, i don’t know how the shoe got there. she didn’t do anything rude except tell him to get out and that frustrated me in the dream so i did. i grabbed him for the back of his shirt put him on his motorcycle and tossed him over the gate, i had super strength i don’t know how, and when he fell on the ground he started crying and i felt guilty. then he said to my mother “yes i agree with you. god is important, because these two (apparently my sister and i) weren’t taught at school” i don’t know how that makes sence. i felt strong regret at the end of the dream.
I was living in a house with a family. They had 3 sons. One day these boys got a toy gun for a present. Obviously as kids do , they started playing with it. One of the brothers pulled the trigger and it turned out that it wasn't a toy gun , but a real loaded gun. He shot his brother who died on the scene. Instead of throwing or selling the gun , the parents just hid it on the top of the wardrobe so the 2 sons wouldn't be able to reach it. But some time later one of the sons saw the gun sticking up from the top of the wardrobe and managed to get it down. He must've thought again that it was a toy because he started to play with it again. He pointed the trigger at himself and pulled. He too has died instantly. The parents and I were devastated because there used to be 3 boys but now there was only one. I remember then seeing the dad sitting on the couch crying and spinning the gun in his hands. I started screaming and telling him to put the gun down so that nothing bad happens. But he was too devastated to hear me. He accidentally pulled the trigger and shot the last son. The dream ended with me screaming over his dead body
It started out with a zombie apocalypse, I didn’t see any zombies I just knew it. I’m out in the hot summer run in a lush green forest, looking for food and shelter. There’s a rustle behind me and I turn, hunter’s knife in hand and it’s an older man with a little kid hiding behind him. They look hungry, hungrier than me. I ask him why dosent he try out for our district’s competition. Sure it’s a zombie apocalypse but we still had a form of government. And this one held a competition twice a year for the common people to live in the capital if they won, runner ups get food. We travel to the compound where it’s being held. Like a metal auditorium, small and the steel is surprisingly not boiling hot. I trained the little girl in preparation for the competition, I’ve grown close with her and her dad. Revealing I had competed when I was 16 and won. But now I was living as an outsider. The compound soon fills with families also competing. We get sat next to a redhead family, I can tell something is off with the dad by the way he sighs as he watches his young twin daughter play. We fill out paperwork as the 13 or so judges come in and take their seats. I recognized a few but one knew me. He smiles and tilts his head in a respectful way. I turn away feeling my face go red. First is the kids spouting off facts about our government. Next to compete are the fathers. They’re made to kill zombies, the red head father almost died. A zombie aiming for his neck, I kicked it away from me and the girls and the guy I’m with kills it. The night ends, the judges leave but we are made to sleep on the steel benches and dirt floor. There’s a small lamp, I remember someone once telling me the capital uses these little lamps to signal for electricity. Turning it off is considered a crime. I’ve competed before, I know what comes the next day. I know I’m the only one awake, I turned it off to give me an extra leg up in tomorrow’s competition. Then it’s tomorrow, everyone wakes. No one notices the lamp. The judges come back, the one I know personally gives me a smile as he sits. I hear whispers. The capital holds this event twice a year because they’re struggling to keep people alive in their secluded area. It’s true. I used to live there so I know it is true. I say nothing, no one can know I competed before. I need to help the little girl and her father, they’re my friends. It’s time to complete. I look over at the tired red headed father and know immediately what he is thinking. I whisper to him, don’t kill yourself, your daughters and wife need you. He looks surprised, I shrug and get down from my seat and stand near his wife. There’s a song we are meant to sing but the tablet with the lyrics isn’t working. There’s no electricity, I made sure of that. I know the default song, it’s the district’s anthem. They have us sing it while they wrote our scores. I sing soft for the parts I know I won’t get right and belt out the parts I know I can nail. This is how I was taught to sing. By the judge that I know. He looks proud I remembered his teachings from when I was younger. I hold back a grimace. They give us our scores, we have to add them together. There’s comments left next to the scores. I notice the judge I know left me a x8. I can multiply my entire score by 8 to get the highest score and win. He leaves me a flirty compliment. The dream ends before I can get my final score.
My g/f died in a car accident. Not my real-life g/f but a stranger, resembling someone whom I was involved with many years ago. I was driving my car in bumper-to-bumper traffic - it seemed to be in the U.s. (I am living in Thailand and engaged to a Thai woman) and traffic was moving very slowly. I saw my g/f come rushing towards me, from the front,all joyful and happy. I yelled at her, or wanted to yell at her, to get the F' in the car, out of the dangerous traffic. Then she was gone. Run down. I got out out my car and looked for her on my knees, desparately hoping she was alive and making a drama.
My wife's sister developed crush on me and always wanted sex from me but I always denied her.she killed me for it after telling my wife that I carried some nude videos of her sister and she believes her. And she leaves me for it before I got killed.even after I died, my wife's sister tries to have sex with me.she kills me by mixing poison in my food.
My friend Chuvar died and I was really heavy hearted with a lump in my throat. I went to his house and took a blanket off his bed,a hoodie and one of his colognes so I could smell him
I dreamt about my best friend and my ex crush in a same room with me and then my ex crush was interested in my book which I study Because it was common to what she has studied then I was suddenly hurt due to a cut on hand due to some sharp object by myself and then they helped me and then me and my ex crush had sex while she was caring for me
I saw in my dream that My male cousin died unexpectedly and i could not bealive it
I had a dream that a baby had died, which I think I was close to, and we were discussing where we should bury him. and I found my father's grave and one thought was to bury him with him..
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