Understand My Dreams

Dreams kitchen

So i was in the livingroom and i heard somebody walk into the house so i walked that way and what looked like a man was carrying to huge black trash bags into the kitchen. He turned around dropped the bags and grabbed a knife when he seen me. He walked towards me and tried to stab me so i pushed him off and ran out the door and locked it behind me. I ran and ran and he followed chasing me the whole time. I tripped and fell and he grabbed me by foot and I woke up.

I had a dream Travis R. that took me on a date. We went on a train (Kalie came with us) to Joey Graceffa's house. We went in and saw Gabby there (Gabrielle Eisterhold). Joey still had his Christmas tree up with a few ornaments on it. I asked for a picture with Joey. Then, we explored awhile while Joey was outside doing something (idk what). Meanwhile, I took a lot of selfies in his house (Lol). When he came back in, we ate some kind of pasta stuff (I forgot what exactly it was). Then we left and went by train to Ellen Degeneres' house. I remember that the inside of her house looked similar to ours (stairs were in same place, living room, kitchen, etc). All I remember next is that we went by train back home. The next day of school, Travis told everyone about it at soccer. I was watching them play. Everyone was amazed. {then I woke up} •Small details: my toenails were painted red, silver, & blue. Train number was 800.

I'd dreamt my heart beat out of rhythm in my chest and in an attempt to rectify the problem, I removed my heart. Once I'd done that I walked over to a sink facing out a big window in what looked like a kitchen. It wasn't my home but it seemed familiar to me. I leaned over the sink and started to run water on my heart, as I did I literally leafed through my heart like it was fleshy pages of a book; as the water ran through my heart it looked white. At that point I realised I need to get my heart back in my body or I'm going die. In my dream I remember thinking, remain calm, don't panic. I go to put my heart back through the hole in my chest but it won't fit, the hole isn't big enough now, when I look down the hole is almost closed over completely and I stop pushing my heart into it for fear I will burst it and damage it. I realise at this point I'm going to die, i look at my heart in my hand and before I could think more of it, I woke up.

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