My math teacher walks into class and calls me stupid in front of everybody. The whole class laughs at me and I go run into the bathroom to cry.
John startles me by walking into my apartment and I ask him how he got into my place even though I really care for him as more then a friend and then another man big, ugly and mean looking walks right in behind him before he can answer me. I never saw this man before and he had a club or bat in his hand and started to attack John. John told me to go so I ran to my bedroom and locked the door and grabbed my phone to call the police. Then I woke up
I was at a guy's house (didn't know him outside of dream) and we were flirting around. I left to go home for the night and was suppose to hang out the next day with him. When I walked up to the front door a girl was walking out and said to me, "you don't want to go in there." I said "why?
What's wrong?". She told me the guys I was with the night before and one of the other roommates were shot and killed. They were both taking showers and some people broke in and had a silencer on the gun and walked into both bathrooms and shot them in the shower. Another roommate that lived there said they did a drug deal with some guys and it was the guys they did the drug deal with that came back and shot them. Usually I would have stayed overnight. But for some reason I went home that night. I never saw the house I was in in the dream or any of the people. I remembered the dream so clearly. I woke up out of the dream and when I went back to sleep it continued. Only the guy was alive?? Weird.....
I saw a temple ( of vaishno devi is suppose )in my dream with its door closed i asked the priest to open the door so that we may see the goddess once but he says that it is not the time to open the door in another dream i saw a temple with 3 status of goddess kali the priest pushed us out the mandir saying that we took our bath in the morning and its evening now plz help i wanna know the interpretation of dream
I dreamed about someone I used to care about deeply coming back into my life. I have not spoke to this person or thought about them in a year. In the dream we were very close lovers who parted ways because he was told I was sleeping with others due to a drinking habit. He was in a rap contest, and I was all of a sudden battling against him. In the end I won the contest, and he looked at me the same way he used to and we were back to being intimately close again.
I was standing in a field near a bridge by my house. To my left was a small black dog that grew bigger when I looked away. When it got bigger, it became a pit bull and I was fearful of it. I had a baseball bat in my hands and I was swinging the bat at the dog. I had a smaller dog to my right. I kept swinging the bat at the black dog and trying to scare it away, but it didn't work. The black dog was not threatening to me and was quiet and submissive. The black dog looked scared of me.
I was in a house similar to my grat, great grandmother's, but it wasn't quite her house. Everything was dark and the lights were very dim. There were two men who locked the door to the house and declared it as their own while I was hiding in another room that was a lot darker. Eventually, a few people came and the two men were arrested, but for some reason the men envoked great fear in me. I remember at one point being in the bathroom, but I don't remember anything other than it was important. Next, the dream seemed to change into me and two other girls being chased by Jeremiah Valeska. There was a part where the two girls were laying vertically underneath two seperate cars, and I was horizontal between the two cars, but for some reason he didn't see me. Eventually in the dream, I was back to the house, but it was more like a maze now. Jeremiah had the mannerisms of his twin, Jerome Valeska, and it put me on edge for some reason. I can't remember much more of the dream.
Was picking up Qjr from school and was walking through a hallway full of little kids, me myself wearing a bookbag because I must’ve left a college class or something. Some arab looking grown-up guy with big almond shaped eyes who appeared to be picking up a child from school too (since he was walking through the hall with a kid) gave me a weird look as he walked by. Another grown-up walking down the hall gave me a weird look as well, assuming because I was a grown man walking through an elementary school wearing a bookbag. Anyway, I went inside a bathroom down the hall to the right and saw Qjr with his bookbag on and wearing a striped shirt, trying to fight his way for a position in front of a stall to pee amongst other jit boys. He stepped in front of this white kid and peed and somehow, he got trickles of pee on his arm, probably from another kid who couldn’t pee straight. I got mad and rushed to clean him up. Woke up.
I was having sex with a strange girl with black hair in my bathroom
My dream was about my friend, Harold , and I. As I Remember it, we were swimming in his bathtub when Burneda walked in, carrying a tray of cookies. She offered us each one but I never got mine because before I could take one off the tray, Harold grabbed me by the waist and proceeded to do the Heimlich maneuver. It seemed like it went on for hours, but when it finally stopped, he began smoking a cigarette. I remember waking up, with no clothes on for some reason, and all the cookies were gone.
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