Dreams may

Last night I dreamed that I were killed. I moved to a new city I guess, coz I was together with hundred of people who were checking the area around. But the place was surrounded by electrical wire (similar to a prison garden) and in the middle was a playgound for children. A boy called Niel (about 15 years, he was younger than me there), which I have never seen before even in real life (even the name I’ve never hear) he was the most active in the playground, specially in the night where even professional detectives had to search for him. But he became step by step angrier and had bad habits to not respect people. One morning, it happened that we discovered some dead bodies outside of the camp where we were living (it just stopped to rain and the bodies sat in a water patch) We went to them but it never came out who did it to them (I started then to watch that boy more closely and following him, not physically, more like 2 eyes that were always above him and watching everything he does.) And when I saw his first kill, he started to follow me back physically. I wasn’t stressed until more dead bodies were found, and I stopped to get out of the camp. But the boy was also killing people inside, so nowhere I was safe. Then I should be the next one. And I run and run and run ( I even gave him other people to kill instead of me, maybe he’ll give up on me ). But he didn’t touched them, he just followed me. I searched for a good knife ( I had to choose from my real life kitchen set ) and I gave the knife to someone to kill him for me. But he refused and I took another knife to stabb him. But as many stabbs I wanted to give, the knife didn’t want to get inside him at all. It felt like a glitchy plastic where the knife goes up and down, right and left, just not inside. Then I looked up at him and his face became green and got bigger, I guess he had even horns, and he was smiling at me. Then he run at me (without moving his legs) and stabb me in my chest and neck and let me die while everyone around just stare at me. After this, I don’t remember anything very well, but I had the feeling that I confessed something and I return back to live by wacking up in the real life (full scared,with heart beat, and also I felt I was moving in my bed while running in the dream).

"Flying alone occurs most frequently," he writes, "showing the independent aspect of flying. But because it often involves positive feelings of pleasure, flying may depict our sexuality…especially aspects of it expressing freedom from social norms and restraints."

I dreamt about a guy I really liked from the past, maybe even loved. We never dated though, but we had feelings for each other. We kind of lost touch for a while, but I'd texted him a few days before the dream. In the dream, he'd come to my place, I was happy, we were happy, he leaned towards me on the bed, to kiss me maybe, but that never happened, because that's when I woke up. What could this mean?

: i got kidnapped with bunch of people. we had to fight against the ones who wanted us dead. we were hiding behind a car because they were shooting at us . one black man helped me get in the car. i asked him for a snapper. i had to shoot at them and at trucks coming at us. after the explosion of millions of trucks. my grandparents car was behind those trucks. i got scared for them. they were smiling. everyone with me died . i was the only survivor. one girl i knew , i didn't see her for a long time , maybe about 7 years helped me drive a car we found, he were struggling and fighting two men with knifes. she sacrificed herself until i got home safe.the men died . i called my dad along the way telling him about my grandparents.but when i got home i felt strange. home was weird. i was scared.

I dreamed that I was having a sexual affair with my city's mayor. We were at a party and there were a lot of people there. We kept touching eachother and stealing glances across the room. Finding excuses to talk. He suspected people knew but I didn't care and was very flamboyant about advances