Understand My Dreams

Dreams looked

Okay... So I was very freaked out by this dream. I'm not depressed... At least I don't think so... But in my dream i was in a white room with no furniture or doors I couldn't actually see the walls but i could tell it was a huge room. I was standing there pointing a gun at my head and I kept pulling the trigger but it never fired. Yet the sound of a gun was loud in my head even though it was also silent (Idk if that even made sense) this goes on for ages. just me repeatedly pulling the trigger with the gun pointed to my head. my eyes looked so lifeless like they were made of glass. Then after a while I stop and I just stand there... for what seems like hours I'm just staring at nothing. Then I slowly point the gun so that it looks like its aimed in front of me and I shoot. then everything goes black. I woke up this morning with the most intense headache... like i had been shot

I was driving a convertible with a friend named H in the passenger seat leaving the school parking lot and B started running after us and jumped in the back of the convertible and told me to drive faster because T was chasing him and then i drove a little bit more and i looked in my back seat and T was sitting in the back seat with B. then drove to the hockey rink and let them out and they slipped on the ice when getting out of the car and they sat there and cried.

I was at the school in Goodridge, school was over and I was walking to my car. There was a car parked next to mine so i couldn’t see my car very well, when the car pulled away, I saw a middle-aged man standing by the driver side door, (the back door on the drivers side of my car doesn't always lock), he tried that door and when he opened it he looked up at me and quickly got in, climbing into the front seat as his young kid got it the drivers side, I ran to my car, opened the passenger door, reached in, and I didn't think I could stop him, so I grabbed his kid, thinking that would stop him but it didn’t he drove off in my car while I held his four year old boy who didn’t seem to care that his dad had just left him.

I was in the field where my dad keeps his deer stand, but some of the trees surrounding the field were in different places. I started walking past where the deer stand is and toward where a road would be in real life, but there was no road, just more field. All of a sudden a rollercoaster that looked like it was Greek themed appeared out of nowhere. I walked up to it but there was no way to get on it, so I turned around and walked back toward the deer stand but now there were a ton of Greek pillars placed in random spots throughout the field. Some were standing upright, some slightly tilted, and some broken and lying down. I thought this was weird so I went back to the rollercoaster which was now operating. When the rollercoaster carts came by I jumped and grabbed onto one but I flew into the air and fell to the ground. I thought this was fun so I started to run and took off flying. After flying around for a while my flight abilities started getting weaker and I eventually lost the ability to fly despite how hard I tried to start flying again.

I was diving a convertible with a friend named H in the passenger seat leaving the school parking lot and B started running after us and jumped in the back of the convertible and told me to drive faster because T was chasing him and then i drove a little bit more and i looked in my back seat and T was sitting in the back seat with B. then drove to the hockey rink and let them out and they slipped on the ice when getting out of the car and they sat there and cried.

I was wandering on a cruise ship and I found a secret room on the deck. Inside it, there was a beautiful but terrifying black panther. I looked at it in awe but was afraid of it so circled to the back of the room and the panther escaped out of the room and ran around the deck of the ship. The panther ended up mauling someone to death. The cruise ship security guards went searching for the guilty party who let the panther out of the room, but they did not catch me. I was able to lie my way through it and get away with everything, but I felt guilty and sad about the innocent person that died.

It was always in black and white, and always in the same really old house. I would be standing in the entry way looking up the stairs, and as I started going up the stairs would creak really loudly which scared me so I would go up faster. The upstairs of the house was really empty and dirty, and as I looked through each room I kept hearing creepy noises coming from the basement. One of the rooms upstairs had an empty baby cradle in it. I go back downstairs and look through the kitchen and see that it looks like someone lives in the house. At this point I try and leave the house but I can’t get out. I hear the noise from the basement again and this time it sounds like a man saying my name, so I go and look. I get to the basement and see a guy that I know down there, and he says my name again but his voice is different. He started running towards me so I panicked and ran back upstairs and try to get out of the house again but I can’t get out, and he catches me and as he grabs my arm I wake up.

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