Dreams chair

I was staying in a house, that used to once be an all girls academy, many years ago. Though very old, the house was refurbished. Everyday I would hear footsteps and giggling, sometimes darting from room to room. One night as I am in bed with my best friend, she nudges me to wake me up. She tells me she can hear noises downstairs and we need to see whats happening. We go down the staircase into the main living room, to see that one of the windows were open. Letting the wind and rain get in. We close the window and go back upstairs. She wakes me about an hour or so after saying she hears something again. We go downstairs again to see all the windows are open, while a large rocking chair is rocking back and forth. all the furniture was covered in white sheets. Outside the window in the rain I could faintly see a young boy laughing and giggling. WE go back upstairs in a fright and I tell her not to go downstairs no matter what. We hear footsteps and our door open as the figure whispers to me "You have to come downstairs I have something to show you, you have to come downstairs now."

I was with a boyfriend that the relationship ended three months ago. He was sitting in his desk chair. I sat in the chair with him and cuddled up very close and intimately with him. He started playing a song on the computer. I asked if he knew the song. He said he did. At first I didn't think I knew the song, but after hearing a bit of it, I said that it was "There's a 'on out Tonight." I also said that is one of the songs you put on the CD for me. Then I looked up at him adoringly and asked if he still loved me. He said he did love me. I then asked, then why do you keep ending the relationship. That's when I woke up.

I walked into this rustic style bar and all the chairs and tables were knocked down,i saw my son at the front of the bar with his back to me ,his fists were clenched and he was breathing hard,then somebody said oh no he killed four of them, then he ran out a side door which led outside , i stumbled over the tables and chairs until i reached the side door, when i exited there was a man blocking the way and he was brandishing a knife menacingly, from one hand to the other,i didnt have time to fear him and i kicked the knife up and out of his hands into mine, i stabbed him in the stomach and hurried around his falling body,i ran as fast as i could ,yelling out my sons name over and over,i knew he was in big trouble and i wanted to help him escape, i heard running footsteps and saw a shadowy figure ahead of me, when i caught up with it i could see it was just a shadow on the wall it was black with a bird like head,holes for the eyes and it had on a calf length cape that was blowing behind jt, in that instance i realized what it was i caught up to ( a demon) there was a fork in the road coming up and i had slowed way down away from the shadow it went straight and i quit running and woke up.

I dreamt that my exhusband, Nick, our kids, and my current boyfriend , Raul, of 4 years went to my exhusbands grandparents house in Iowa. Nicks Grandfather was rocking in a chair and Nick started talking deep with him, mind u grandfather has been dead for years in real life. Raul was there physically in the corner of the room but noone acknowledged his mental presence. Not even him. The kid s and I wander into the kitchen where nick storms in and ripsthe rug off the kitchen floor where we see a huge hole like 15 foot across and nicks grandmother is down there. Grandfather had murdered her with a hammer to the head. Blood and decomposition, the kids saw and i shielded their eyes. I woke up. So the grandparents had switched living/death positions and i was in the presence of my ex whom i loathe. Wtf plz help me understand:/ Shelby

The music was blaring and I was having the time of my life at a Justin Bieber concert with my sister Sheridan. We were dancing and laughing together; everything was going great. We were in the standing section of the stadium towards the side; still close enough to the front to where we could touch the star’s hand. During one of Justin’s songs, his manager came out of nowhere and pulled my sister aside. The manager told her that Justin Bieber was going to sing one of his songs to her on stage. She was super excited and I was a little bit jealous, but still happy for her. The manager set my sister up a chair on the stage. She sat down and Justin Bieber started singing his song called One Less Lonely Girl. Right as he started his song, he pulled out a gun and shot my sister on stage