Dreams some reason

I am in a house its big and dark. I and my siblings are waiting by the door, the neighbors are all outside, and there is people walking by the windows. I open the door and me and my siblings head out into the parking lot to bring the food in. I am the last one to walk in after my mom and siblings, and I notice its dark the porch light is not on. My dad come in and blames me for the porch light not being on then walks out. I go after him to prove my innocence, then suddenly he changes into this different person someone whit with black hair and yellow t-shirt. And for some reason I am attracted to this guy and he makes me feel happy. Then suddenly he changes back into my dad, I feel weird, and a police car pulled up with four cops in it. I try to talk to them to ease the attention, but they seem weird and they drive off almost running my feet over then I wake up.

I was at a amunsent park but it was staged at one of our local baseball fields but without the baseball diamonds I had no money and was by myself but there was tons of people I talked to some peers I knew and then my friend Jacob who is also my ex boyfriend but for some reason I wanted his money so bad because I was starving and for some reason there was a random dollar general and he asked me to watch his wallet I went to the store to by some beef jerkey but then something stopped me and I walked out the store to give him his wallet and talk

My dream I know not what it means For some reason, I leave work in the afternoon without telling anyone because I intend to be back quickly - but I keep getting delayed. I run into two young women walking. They don't see the impending tornado zooming toward them. I don't tell them or call their attention to the other people nearby who are scurrying to get away. I am somewhat relieved, as I pass them, to note that even though they are somewhat nerdy and plain looking, they have enough sense to put a jacket on. The one is sharing the navy blue jacket with the other - kind of draping it over her shoulders too. To my relief, the tornado does not hit where I am but goes to the outer banks and does lots of damage. I remember thinking that my life could have been so different if the tornado had not turned because a big tsunami could have formed and I was very close to the shore. How nice it would be to soak up the water and let myself enjoy the beach, but I know I have to get back to work I continue my walk and find myself in an empty theater foyer where the person who wrote and produced the movie is there for its first showing. No one but me is there to watch it. And I was just there by accident. I think I tell him that and he wants me to stay but I can't because I have to get back to work. But then other people start arriving to see the film and I am vastly relieved and slip out without being noticed. I continue on my way back to work and am increasingly agitated that I keep getting way laid and diverted. I try running, but it still does not feel like my body is going fast enough or that I am making much progress though my limbs are moving in a running motion. I get on an elevator and there are two men and one woman. The woman pushes the button to get us moving, but instead the floor folds up around our feet and we grab on to these dangling pieces of cloth to prevent from going down the elevator shaft. I know not to look down the shaft because then I will be really frightened I don't think it will help but lo and behold I start screaming as loud as I can and, miraculously, she and I end up outside of the elevator in a hall where there are other people. I watch the floor of the elevator go from its curled position and turn into a cradle. It is yellow in color with a brown edge. The other woman leaves to go to a bris and I leave to go back to work. Since I have been gone so long, I decide to just take the time I was gone and subtract it from my overtime so I don’t feel guilty about being gone so much longer than I thought I would be. And because it was under 4 hours, it would not qualify for sick time.

I was in what looked like my middle school in New York except my classes and teachers were all of the ones in Old Bridge High School. I was running through the halls when the setting changed to what looked like a little kids birthday party. I didn’t recognize any of the people there except one of my childhood friends from where my family spent summers upstate when I was little. I didn’t remember her name but when I tried to walk up to her it seemed like a crowd of people were blocking her until I couldn’t see her at all. For some reason, I started to walk backwards until I was in a backyard and then the dream ended.

I was on a beach late at night, The moon and stars were really bright. But there were two other girls there with me. One was sitting down doing something, the other was walking around. And all of a sudden this stingray comes up towards the shore. And for some reason I was compelled to go to it. As soon as I started walking towards it the two girls screamed and told me no, but I did anyways. And when I got to the water I touched the top of the water where the sting ray was, and yellowish white light flooded everything all around me and consumed me. I could even feel it.