I dreamt that my friend was looking up at the sky and shrieked at a Airplane 737 that was flying vertical ready to crash. Her husband was flying. The plane crashed in a backyard in chicago and detectives sealed off the scene and I had to text her that her husband had died and the location of the plane. I also had to talk to the four survivors in a cold white room they were mutilated and burnt I was trying to console them. February 01, 2013 > Read Dream Analysis
I dreamed that detective told me its your son he is the one that robbed the bank December 11, 2012 > Read Dream Analysis
My husband my child and i went shopping we went by train and i saw twins and i had to walk on a pink carpet but i jumped over it and ran trough a forest and saw a taxi and a brown dog barked at me i was crying about my husband and child the detective showed me my husband and we kissed June 23, 2013 > Read Dream Analysis
I recieved a phone call from the police stating something about a death and I misunderstood them thinking they were trying to sell me something and said i wasnt interested, they urgently shouted NO NO NO as if they were afraid I would hang up before hearing the news that my son had been murdered. I collapsed to the floor in disbelief as they explained that my son was on the phone with his dad but suddenly said he had to go, his dad reported to police that he sounded frightened. 30 seconds later after ending the call with dad had dialed 9-1-1 and three minutes later my son was found murdered. I yelled at the detective on the phone that I had just had that very dream three days prior. and then i woke up sobbing and crying, yelling in my sleep June 04, 2013 > Read Dream Analysis
I'm in the middle of baking a strawberry cake and making a mess with my now deceased mom when three detectives (two women and a man) knock on my door, I turn them away without opening the door. I can't see their faces because they are covered with black veils, which match their dark designer suits. As they are leaving, the wind starts to blow and a garden gnome/troll comes to life and tries to jump out and scare them. They leave, seemingly unaffected by the troll and bothered that they didn't get what they wanted, which I think may have been my cake. What. The. Hell. March 20, 2013 > Read Dream Analysis
The dream begins in a new empty house my parents are about to move in to. As I look around, I walk into an open closet and on the floor is a black-crystal crucifix necklace with a silver chain. The necklace is beautiful and I assume the person/persons that lived there before must have left it behind. I put it on. I'm then in school, the class is letting out. Standing in the crowded hall are two male detectives talking to my professor when he points in my direction. The two detectives come toward me, they ask about my necklace and how I've come to find it. I tell them, explaining I'd found it in my parent's new home. They then show me a picture. The picture is of a young woman who looks almost identical to me, only her hair is lighter and she is a little thinner, also, she is wearing the necklace. One of the detectives tell me that she has been missing and if I have any clues as to her whereabouts to come forward. I of course say yes, but get the feeling that they think I might be involved. Later that night, I'm in my dorm. I hear my name being called and curiously, I investigate. As I'm walking down the long hall, the large windows of the dormitory reflect not me, but the girl from the photo. I am incredibly freaked out, but retain a calm composure. The voice eventually leads me into the girl's restroom. And there, standing beside the bathroom stall is the girl from the photo. I tell her about the detectives looking for her earlier and that she needed to come forth because they think I had something to do with it. We have an exchange and out of frustration, I end up yelling at the girl. She smiles and pushes me back saying: “I want you to know, you're talking to yourself.” And standing there alone in the bathroom staring into the mirror above the sink is only me. I scream, running down the halls of this dormitory. As I'm running I can still see that girl being my reflection in the windows. As this is happening, I can also hear indistinct chatter of multiple voices running together. I then fall to the floor holding my ears sobbing. I look up at the door to the supposed dormitory in front of me that reads: WARD. I then realize that I am not in college, that what I'm in isn't a dormitory at all, it's a mental institution. I have never been in college, nor have I ever been institutionalized. June 19, 2013 > Read Dream Analysis
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