Understand My Dreams

Dreams kitchen

I'm 20 in college, I don't remember the first half of my dream but ill start from where I do. I was in this cage with a friend we were shackled by our arms laying in this basement jail looking area, some how fire caught on the wall from the paper my legs were free so I started to kick it till it all went away,some how I'm crying talking to my friend and I somehow send my mom a message on a laptop and says "help me plz come get me it goes blank then, I remember leaving in a five speed hatch. We were at some kind of school... I almost hit a truck omw out so were leaving me and some friend were are flying down this road as if the breaks aren't that good I keep it on the road till the last curve were I fly out the car and I see it fly off this hill. Some how my friend is on the balcony I climb up to check on him he goes inside this persons house I follow after I do I remember boo this is not my house so I run to the door and run out side, now I remember waking up with my mom in a car saying some man knocked me out so I get in the car and leave as I do I see a girl on the balcony just staring at me... It is night time probably very late . Then I end up in this huge building we are partying or something like that, I could feel alot of anger, frustration and annoyed . I see these people huge some small but scary looking not really human but the other half were . Then I fall with my head hurting and I hear my voice yelling and see images of evil maybe demonic people idk.. Then I fund my self at my house were in the kitchen five people three guys and two girls , my and my friend got in a argument , I told him ill kick his ass he was talking back so I slammed him I used to be a wrestler then we end up stopping and leaving each other alone.. There was more but that's all I remember

I saw my dead father appear in my kitchen. He had a zombie look to his face. He was speaking sort of babbling and then he would laugh. He walked up to me and extended his hand out to me. I touched his hand, just at the fingertips. His fingers were wet He smiled at me and looked directly at me looking sort of embarrassed and he laughed. Then he stepped back to the corner again and started talking, but I couldn't understand the words. He would laugh and then say something again. Then he just disappeared.

I was at my old house, when news broke out about a child molester in the neighborhood, I was extremely terrified since the news noted that the molester was still roaming the streets of my town. I began to have anxiety and check every room and inch of my house. I was convinced that one of my family member of I would be the next victims. Me and my family were all gathered in the living room to stay safe, when my baby brother began to walk towards my room saying he forgot a toy, I told him to stay here but instead followed him to my room. He was jumping trying to get on the bed when I noticed some skinny arms extend from under the bed quickly trying to grab my baby brother, without thinking I ran to my mom in shock and with the breath I could, I told her that there was a woman under my bed. We quickly got up, my mom walked towards her with a small knife while I ran to the kitchen to grab a bigger one.

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