Understand My Dreams

Dreams rust

I had a dream that I covered up my ex- boyfriend 's murder .he is still my boyfriend technically because were trying to work it out just wanted to clear that up. In my dream the murder happened to my house the person who murdered him was Naila. A girl that I hate and don't trust. She and my boyfriend were having an argument and somehow she ended up murdering him. She asked me to cover up the murder and I agree.. So then after I started covering it up I started feeling really really terrible.. had a Calculator he was holding and divided it by a certain number and I got number 17.. Instantly when I saw that number I broke down and cried thinking how Megan toes parents knowing that I just killed the man that I love after I murdered him off after my friend murdered him that's when I realized

Long story short..my daughter in law...on sept 26 2013...said she was taking the kids...my 3 grandkids...jaqai 6yrs old,josiah 1 1/2yrs old and manalani only 5months old...to the park...no jackets/food/toys/diapers and left with them...to another state...she hasnt let me talk to them and my son was vewry upset...they all lived with me for 8yrs...and me and jaqai have a very close and loving relationship...she very rarely lets my son talk to his kids...but for the past month and a half...everyweek i have a dream that they are back with me....the mother is around but in the dreeam not much interaction with her..she's like on the sideline...in the room where she always was...but the recent one...was ...as if...they just got back home...to us....and i was hugging and kissing them all....crying...and i could see the mother....in my dream almost ..like she use to do here....sit back and waatch ...ME>>>>but she wasnt clear or important in my dream...as if...we didnt even realize she was in the room with us....i break down crying alot...and i even...know the mother is very jealous of me and jaqai...my oldest grandson's closeness...one of my dreams last week...i saw jaqai and was talkin to him but he wasnt ...fully there....almost...smokey/cloudy...as if i was scared in that dream to let him go.....but the last one...is when i held them and cried...please interpert for me......i am broken and VERY VERY WORRIED ABOUT THIER WELL BEING...AND SAFETY...SHE HAS BEEN NEGLECTFULL BUT...PURPOSELY TRYING TO HURT ME BY NOT LETTING ME TALK TO THEM....I DONT TRUST HER JUDGEMENT...AND WILL LEAVE THEM WITH WHOEVER....THANK UY\

5'8 or 5'9 dark hair dark eyes. Funny, too smart. Gentle, loving, responsible 80s craZed fool desperately in love with me. Who likes cartoons, video games, loud music, fast cars, and making love repeatedly daily. Well.... For awhile anyway. To keep me in line and show me the right way to live. Who I can be faithful and trustworthy to assure and provide his every need and request. Forever. And ever I love you. No matter what just as long as he doesn't hoe around. No one can make me smile and feel safe like him.

So this is like the most real dream I think I've ever had it really felt real. I was at one of my friends uncles house dropping something off and my friend (the uncles nephew) came in the door so i turned around to see who came in. He (my friend) was holding a bottle of vodka and a gun. I could tell he was drunk. Then he pointed the gun at me and I remember feeling terrified, his expression was blank and so was mine. I didn't move or react. and he shot me in the head. But I didn't die like I could feel the warm blood running all over the floor and on me. Then he walked behind me so I couldn't see him and I heard like a rustling sound and then footsteps coming toward me then he paused and I knew he was pointing the gun at the back of my head. Then he shot again and I woke up. Like that's the first dream I've ever died in and it felt so real. I woke up in a panic.

My friend got angry over a voice recording that my other friend showed her that I said. But it was funny, and very unreasonable that she would be mad. She went over the top with her anger, and broke my ankle and hired three men to hold me hostage in a small town. They took away my blue Camaro that my dad gave to me. Eventually I found a phone and called my dad to rescue me. He came and it was a a huge struggle and chase to escape the premises of the town. When we escaped we stopped off at a store. My friend showed up and I yelled that I trusted her. She took out a gun and pointed it at me and then left. My dad got out of the car to come into the store. I screamed dad run, and he started running. My friend shot my dad and murder him.

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