Understand My Dreams

Dreams may

California was flooding, probably the entire U.S. The water kept rising higher, like waves, and we found all these flooded towns where people drowned. We were trapped on this hill and we didn't have a lot of time, my entire family was visiting. So we were together. My grandma and I were looking fir ways out when we found this family that had shot themselves, even the kids before the water could get there. The man had this card in his vest pocket that said This Is My Choice. I took the card to use if I decided to do the same. I knew we were going to die, and my Uncle had this gun. I didn't want to drown, it terrifed me, where's the only thing I was scared of shooting myself for was the water receding and me making the wrong choice. As I was debating, and my grandma told me it was my choice if I wanted to go through with it, that she wouldn't stop me, these hundreds of people came out of nowhere, walking towards us. To be honest we thought they were zombies, because what the hell thats our luck. So we started shooting. I took the gun and while i really didnt know how to shoot i did pretty well, and it was when they started dropping we knew they were human, because i was too unskilled to get a headshot. So we thought they were just trying to steal our home and supplies and remained on guard. Finally they convinced us they just wanted shelter until the end, and we let them stay on the worn out bus we had. I was there with them protecting the kids and still trying to decide rather to shoot myself or not, and that was like the tenth time i had put the barrel to my temple and put it down when these little girls ask me not to shoot myself. I laugh hysterically and say " do you have any idea how many of you i just slaughtered? And you're asking me to stay alive? Why?" And before they could answer i thought "Leigh Ann" and burst into tears. The girls asked what was wrong and I said that I was going to die here and never said goodbye to the person who Was always there for me, that i loved her like a sister and now she was probably dead. I kept trying to call you, because some. There were towers that were still working, so I tried to get signal, to warn you, hoping maybe you had a chance in Texas, tell you I loved youand thanks for everything, but i couldn't get through my phone rebelled, and just kept playing recordings of us talking, which made me cry harder, and The kids tried to comfort me while the gun fell beside me on the seat. Then i woke up.

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 was sitting on a couch in an apartment I've never been in before. My hair was in a sloppy bun and I was wearing a tee and sweats. I was drinking coffee and then I looked over and saw the view of an unfamiliar town. All of the sudden a baby started crying and it was nearby. A man with the voice of an angel started singing. Footsteps started coming near me. I saw my celebrity crush walk into the living room and was holding a baby then he said "good morning beautiful happy 20th birthday" I was so confused was it really May 23 2023

My dream is about a 3 year old boy, who is my son, asking can he go with his dad for the weekend. He's tall for his age. I told him no because his dad was probably doing something with his girlfriend . I called him "Donny" in the dream, short for Adonis. So he says, "Call him." I told him no & he should call him. Then he says, "Please, Mommy!" I dialed his dad's number & he talked to him & told him that I said he was busy with his girlfriend . he was standing in front of me with a black tank top, boxers, & black socks. He says, "No, daddy doesn't have a girlfriend & that he would be there to pick him up. He then says, "Mommy, can daddy spend the night?" I said yes, that's fine. In the beginning of the dream, I was clearly hurt by whatever his dad did to me, but I'm not sure exactly what he did. Clearly, I was in love with my son's father in the dream. When he gets there, I open the door from sitting on the chaise, & he walks in. He is wearing a black hoodie, blue jeans, & black sneakers. In the dream, he is at least 6'4.I could see one of the tattoos on his lower right arm. I knew that he had tattoos in other places, one being on the upper left arm. I looked him up & down, but his face was a blur. I tell my son to go get dressed & he comes out with blue jeans & sneakers on, but he never put on a shirt over his tank top. he asks his dad, "Daddy, can mommy come with us?" I immediately respond no & that we can do something together next weekend. He then begs, "Please, mommy?" His father replies, "Come on baby. Go with us." I get up, get dressed, & we head out. On the way out the door, I ask my son where is his shirt. It was cold outside, & still did not have on a shirt. Finally, I close the door, lock it, & then I wake up from the dream. Recently, I was contacted by an unknown person that says he knows me, so I started talking to him. I have never seen this man before. During this time, I am still having the dream. Three weeks ago, the father of my son's face was revealed to me, & it's the guy that contacted me. Since the face was revealed, I see the mystery guy in the dream. The voice matches, the height, skin complexion, everything. In the dream, I was staring at my son because he looked nothing like me, but identical to this guy. Come to find out, the guy that contacted me is exactly 6'4. I have been having this dream for 6 years. It starts in June & ends in January. No matter what time f day I may be napping, this dreams is always present. I even started pulling letters out of my dream. Unbeknownst to me, these letters collectively make up the dad's last name, which I didn't know until I asked him. Can you tell me what this means?

Mu husband and I was in the house and I was at the kitchen table with the bible open reading and my husband was in another room of the house and all od a sudden the house was filled with smoke white smoke I could not see hardly or breathe I know my husband smoke cigarettes but he never smoked in the house that I know of at least that was a lot of smoke from a cigarette so I thought maybe he smoked in the house so I asked him to open the door so some of the smoke can go out but he got angry with me and did not move

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