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I feel like i have had a similar dream like this before and it bothered me. So i tried to talking to a friend about it but it was too much for them. The only bit i remember of importance was being in my little sisters room(my old room. which most of my past nightmares take place) i was watching her and the t.v in there just came on on its own. The screen turned into a sepia color and started playing this movie, it felt wrong, everything was off and i tried turning it off but it wouldn't let me. one of my past demons i dreamt about went flying across the screen and i ended up fast forwarding through it and then rewinding it to the beginning. to where small symbols were going across the top left of the screen. and there was this triangle in the middle. I finally gave up feeling safer but still on the edge. somewhere along the way i found this book in the room. i just...had it. And it was an old fairy tale in a different language again. It was still dangerous though, i remembered it from a past dream in an old library. In that dream it was on a reading stand surrounded by a couple red candles. Moving on though. For some odd reason i thought it would be okay to read it to my sister, and i couldn't hear myself but i was just chatting away. Even though i couldn't read it, i spoke it perfectly. at one point the book became too much and kept telling my sister to not read the book or watch the movie. it was bad, and she could get hurt. I then tried to get rid of the book by tearing it apart and planning to burn it, but the pieces every time i set them down tried to get away. As if they were alive, and i knew i had to destroy them. So i continued to tear and hold the pages close to me so they couldn't get away. and The movie stopped and just had this while line going horizontally down it. Then i woke up.

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I was in my neighborhood sitting on a bench near my house, under a tree. It was a very nice and sunny day. In real life, I am trying to get over a boy that I fancy because a much prettier girl is with him. I've been doing a good job of not thinking about him until my dream. So anyway, I was sitting on the bench and I saw him in the distance, wearing long shorts and a white t-shirt. It was like we were the only two people in my neighborhood. I got up and started walking towards my house, and heard the footsteps of him following behind me. I pretended that I didn't notice that he was following me. I reached my house and opened the door, and when I turned around he was by my screen door. I opened it slightly, blushing, and asked him what he needed. My breathing was heavy, and something told me to open the door wider to let him in. I did so, and he stepped inside. Given the fact that I was much short than he was, he sat on my couch, and I slowly approached him. I was nervous as hell. I took a seat on his lap and we began to kiss passionately.

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I am so scared that I had this dream. It was absolutely terrifying. I am so horrified right now, and I beg you for your help. I dreamed that I was with my dad. We were driving somewhere far away, perhaps to another town, and I had never been there before. We pulled up at a school, and I remember seeing a chain link fence, and a scoreboard, like the ones they use for sports. I got out of the car, and I knew that he was going to wait there until I was finished with whatever I was doing. I found myself in a library, but it was dark and people were screaming. There was so much death, there was a group of a few people killing everyone in the library. I suddenly was with my younger brother, and a man who I didn't know, but was a friend because of these circumstances. They went to go get help, and I don't know if I was supposed to follow them, but I heard them murdered with a knife, and I heard a choking sound as they died. I was in shock, and I felt nothing but grief for them. And terror for my own life. So I curled up on one of the shelves and pretended to be dead. One of the killers found me, and began talking to another killer. She started rubbing her hands along my side, and I thought that it was useless of me to play dead, and that she knew I was faking. So I opened my eyes, feeling so much fear. Then I found myself bound and sitting on the floor in between the aisles of books. The killers were all around me doing various things, and I knew I was the only one alive. I could tell they were preparing to kill me. I started sobbing, as being tortured is one of my greatest fears. I cannot describe my horror and absolute desperate terror. But I had given up, and knew there was no way I was going to escape. I continued sobbing, and the killers all came to me and tried to comfort me, saying they were going to kill me quickly. I felt comforted by this, but still felt myself clinging to life. Yet I had resigned myself to my fate. I then found myself sitting on a beige mat, the kind you usually see in the wrestling arenas. I was still bound, and sitting watching a small tv with the killers. We were watching a tape of the leader of the killers, and I remember knowing that these killers were a vast organization that no one knew about. As we were watching, the leader, who was old but still lethal and fit, was sparring with other killers. He swung onto the bars they use for gymnastics, but miscalculated, and crashed to the floor, in a sitting position. Everything around him turned black, but you could see him still. It was as if I was standing behind him, not looking through a tv screen. I watched all of his bones explode out of his body, forced out by the impact of his hit to the floor, yet there was no blood. I fellt horror at what i was witnessing, and deep revulsion. I was back in the room with the killers watching the tv. I saw the woman who had first found me cover her mouth and let out a strangled sob at the leaders death. She then turned stone cold, all emotion fled her face, and she turned to the killer next to me and asked him if he could "finish the job" meaning to kill me. He nodded. I then found myself being led through a construction zone, somewhere in the back of the building. There was a bunch of grey metal scaffolding set up, an I could hear saws and see sparks coming from someone welding. I saw men in bright green hospital suits walking up and down the cold grey metal scaffolding. I saw a group of 4 thugs leading a man out. The thugs were skinny, but tough an obnoxious in a sadistic, mentally insane way. The man was in a white hospital gown, and I could see blood dripping down it from several places along his torso and back. I remember feeling so intensely betrayed, as my killers had promised me a quick death when it was plain that they were going to torture me as they had this man. He seemed to have found a renewed strength, for he was at the end of his rope, and did not care if he was tortured. He only cared about not dying a coward, and not complying to these men. He stood in the middle of this noise and scaffolding, his thugs calling him a dog and telling the "dog" to come or they would hurt him more. I could tell that he was making this distraction so I could escape, and so that he could die with honor. I felt confident and dangerous and emotionless. I just let determination take over me, and I turned into a machine with just one sole purpose: to escape. I broke free from my killers, and I remember running down a white hallway with many doors. Two of the men in the bright green tries to stop me, but I hit them both in the throat with my forearm, stunning them and kept on running. I could tell that there were more following me, but I got outside and knew I had some time. I knew that they would not venture out of the compound, and that I had bought some time. I remember finding my dad in the truck, and must have told him what happened. He and I both had that emotionless determination, me to escape this place, and he to protect me. I jumped in the car and crouched down as he began to drive out of the school. I remember more chain link fences, and many school children and cars waiting to pick them up. One of the guards was a killer, disguised as a school security guard. My dad knew what he truly was, and leaned out of the window and told him if he wanted the agent, to phone him in the car two cars behind us. I knew my dad was trying to throw him off our trail, and the killer seemed to understand what my dad said, and went to interrogate the other car. We sped out of there, and I remember wondering how my father knew to say that. I thanked him for staying for me and being there for me, and I felt our bond as father and daughter grow to such a strength. We arrived at home, and I found myself in our dining room. It had white walls and a small wood table and chairs. I remember talking to my mother and father about what happened, and felt the old terror returning, but also a safety and comfort that I had from being back with my family and out of that place. I think my sorrow and fear and horror and terror all exploded out if me, for I screamed something, and found myself sobbing without control into my couch. I felt anger and such a deep sorrow and fear. I remember holding a swimsuit top and sobbing into it, it was olive green and had tiny flower patterns drawn into it. I remember sobbing into it, and I felt my mother behind me stroking my back, trying to comfort me, and I remember thinking to myself, wondering I I would ever get past what I had seen and felt. I awoke with tears in my eyes. I am so shaken by this, I am pleading to you for your help. Please help me understand. Thank you so very much.

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Had a messed up dream I was supposed to be babysitting or something like that and I wanted to go instead so I got into a vehicle with people then decided to jump out when a strange vehicle parked in front of the house which had my daughter in it... Nevaeh was the only one I thought of. Then later In my dream its like a party house... And I go upstairs to cuddle my husband who seems irritated but I think I went to sleep for a bit... Then I wake up and people are partying and my husband is drunk and I got mad cause he had to work In a couple hours... Then somehow I get the weird message he has cheated on me and I go to confront him outside and that woman walks out as we are arguing and some man and I feel threatened and she is acting weird and possessed and so is the guy and it seems my hubby wants nothing to do with me so I go into the house to gather all my children ( not sure how they were all there) and it seems I had to look for a while all over the house and upstairs in a room were familiar people as in ( Kim Ruth and her mother) and she says seems everybody just wants to party or something like that anyways I continue finding my kids which don't want to go and tell them to find their shoes and they don't want to listen so I go to find them... Anyways they end up somehow leaving first and walking with my hubby and I leave after... Well as I am walking this possessed seeming guy and girl follow me trying to "kill" me is what I got out of my dream and I threw a rock at the girl and they followed me... I got in the house and they were outside and I was scared and I went to the backdoor to check and the outside door with missing screen kept falling out of the frame and I kept trying to get it back in and lock it even tried to close it up by closing the door behind it but it kept un latching ... Anyways they are in the back yard still acting weird so I go to call the police cause I'm scared and I call (780-812-3220)( not the police number, I looked it up an its a lady named Christine Michaud) and a lady picks up and says ambulance I said no Police and I tell her what's happening as I'm watching these people out the window being crazy weird and I'm telling her whats happening and it's like she didn't believe me I said "I'm not high, drink or anything I know this sounds like I am crazy but I'm not and I'm serious ( I said that a couple times) anyways these people eventually due I guess you can call it it was like their bodies just hardened and they stopped and told the lady this then I said maybe send an ambulance and then they vanished... And I hung up and my husband and one other person who I can't remember now was sitting there.... This dream took place on a street I used to live on and my sister currently does... In a duplex I've never been in then the end of it all is at the place my sister lives in ( and her bak door screen is broken out) but the houses look a little different... Also when I said I was being chased down the street I hid behind a black car on the road briefly ( and thinking about it now I know who's car it was... I personally don't know her but of her and know her to see... Her name is Melissa solowunik (spelling) And the ladies name of the phone number I called and got the police I have no idea who she is.

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I had a dream in my dream robbers get inside the house by the small window at the sitting room and our small window is only at the bathroom. When i wake up i found that they only stole our flat screen then i wake my husband we went outside and the arm robbers were still outside the house with their van, and one of them told us to go back in the house. We went straight to my daughter's bedroom and i was crying when i was busy crying one of my colleague at work was comforting me and ask why people are always stealing from you? I didn't answer i was busy crying

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