To walk around an unknown victorian house, with people I don't know. Some strange advice to leave, but I keep getting detracted by what is there. Too many strangers in this house. People I don't know acting strange. People start dying. Then a cutscene zooming into a puppy with big dark eyes. The eyes pull me in. Then I'm in a room of the house again and I'm watching a man die. He is nice and was making me feel comforted in this house, where I have only felt anxiety. I remember it was something that turned into a fit before he died. The puppy again shortly after he dies...Somehow I think the murderer is the puppy. After so many times…I grab the puppy and run. It turns into a kitten but it's clawing me and I react, and I feel the bones crunch. I am outside.. The yard is very large, I am in the garden. The garden is full of angels, I don't look at the angels and I don't blink. I set the kitten down. It's dead. I can't decide if I feel okay because it's murderer or terrible because it's a kitten. Mostly how did it become a kitten when it was just a puppy. The next death in the house is no longer a puppy and now they're all kittens. The last thing I see is a watch with pink straps in my hand. I am setting it down in the garden. The animals I brought down there are not there anymore. I notice more angels in the garden. I stare at one for a while. Realize a certain angel wearing the necklace of a recent victim…it's pink as well. The realization of each victim in the house becoming an angel in the garden kills me. Wakes me up. Whatever you want to call it.
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I was playing hide and seek and while in hiding I heard a snake like sound from the bushes. Next moment I felt it around my waist and its head was vicious in an upright attacking manner. It bit my left arm. I walked around asking for friends and family to help me. Nobody could get it off me. Some didn't care. Some tried and also got bitten. Eventually the Emergency services came and tried to help but ran away when the snake let go in an attempt to kill my dog. My dog ate it. I felt weak from the bite and wanted to see what type of snake a purple snake is.
I dreamed i went to a familiar church. in the service everything looked fine but something seemed wrong.i looked into the sky and saw the faces of god in the clouds.
They were foreclosing on my house, the auctioneer was selling off all of my belongings inside my house, I was standing in my front yard on the grass with 2 orderly's holding each one of my arms as I was bawling because DHS (Department of Human Services) was there taking Maddi away from me and placing her in foster care because my 3 older girls were standing on the sidewalk and were having me committed because they had everyone convinced I was crazy.
They were standing off to the side on the sidewalk, while I watched everything I love being taken away from me.
On the other side of the street was a 1950's white panel ambulance ready to take me to the loony bin
They were foreclosing on my house, the auctioneer was selling off all of my belongings inside my house, I was standing in my front yard on the grass with 2 orderlies holding each one of my arms as I was bawling because DHS (Department of Human Services) was there taking my youngest daughter away from me and placing her in foster care because my 3 older daughters were standing on the sidewalk and were having me committed because they had everyone convinced I was crazy.
They were standing off to the side on the sidewalk, while I watched everything I love being taken away from me.
On the other side of the street was a 1950's white panel ambulance ready to take me to the loony bin in Independence, Iowa. (that is where we have our state run psycho ward.
I dreamed i went to a familiar church. in the service everything looked fine but something seemed wrong.i looked into the sky and saw the faces of god in a cloud..
I dreamed i went to a familiar church. in the service everything looked fine but something seemed wrong.i looked into the sky and saw the faces of god in the sky.
I had a lucid dream where I knew I was dreaming but had no powers or benefits i wouldn't normally have, just the knowledge I was dreaming. The dream starts off with me entering a 1960's fashioned diner(the kind with black and white checkered patterns and see through boxes in the walls). I encounter two people and think to myself that these two are the closest things I have to real friends. One of them starts complaining about this children's fair 2 blocks down the street and how its so obnoxiously loud, everyone seems to ignore him and I say "Yeah why is the fair only for kids?" I then sat with them and we talk normally but in a sort of fast forward motion. Soon I was degrading myself and beating myself down over this one girl I had a crush on and didn't ask out. I said I was too chicken shit to ask her. The other two kept defending me and saying I wasn't chicken shit or worthless. One of them was about to give me advice on the girl but I woke up before he gave any.
To walk around an unknown victorian house, with people I don't know. Some strange advice to leave, but I keep getting detracted by what is there. People I don't know acting strange. People start dying. Then a cutscene zooming into a puppy with big dark eyes. The eyes pull me in. Then I'm in a room of the house again and I'm watching a man die. He is nice and was making me feel comforted in this house, where I have only felt anxiety. I remember it was something that turned into a fit before he died. The puppy again shortly after he dies...Somehow I think the murderer is the puppy. After so many times…I grab the puppy and run. It turns into a kitten but it's clawing me and I react, and I feel the bones crunch. I am outside.. The yard is very large, I am in the garden. The garden is full of angels, I don't look at the angels and I don't blink. I set the kitten down. It's dead. I can't decide if I feel okay because it's murderer or terrible because it's a kitten. Mostly how did it become a kitten when it was just a puppy. The next death in the house is no longer a puppy and now they're all kittens. The last thing I see is a watch with pink straps in my hand. I am setting it down in the garden. The animals I brought down there are not there anymore. I notice more angels in the garden. I stare at one for a while. Realize a certain angel wearing the necklace of a recent victim…it's pink as well. The realization of each victim in the house becoming an angel in the garden kills me. Wakes me up. Whatever you want to call it.
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