I dreamed I was walking home from work. A woman I know drove up in a small blue car like a Volkswagen Beetle but not a beetle. She was with two other women I did not recognize. She told me they were going to try a new restaurant that has just opened and wanted to know if I wanted to join them. I eagerly agreed and got into the car. We drove only a small bit before arriving at a small run down neighborhood. The restaurant sat in the middle of the block and looked like a large two story house made out of the same material as a pencil eraser, and when you touched it it jiggled like jell-O. We went up to a door just up a short step but when we opened the door their was a bald man wearing a tank top T shirt and black cargo pants talking about stock options. We eventually found another door similar to that one on the other side with a smaller door on the ground next to it. By ringing the bell on the small door a Little person came out cursing and swearing and ran up the stairs, unlocked the door, then ran back into the little door. We went in a found a huge dark restaurant. They had a steak bar, sea food Liquor, everything you could imagine and our table was piled high with all kinds of food. We ate and laughed and had a really great time. I was getting full and wanted to leave but they were not done yet. So I left. I walked out and it was late afternoon. I crossed the street to find the scene had changed. The side walk I stepped off of was still a little run down neighborhood, but now the street was cobble stone and lined with Gas light style street lamps. Across the street was a thick tropical jungle. It was getting dark the further across the road I walked. Suddenly two large elephants burst out of the jungle and were wrestling in the same way people wrestle. They clutched each other and fell over then started rolling towards me. I just had time to jump out of the way and step up on the opposite side walk. The scene changed again. It was dark at this time and the street was lined with these depressing buildings made of dark crumbling stones. I stepped into an open doorway. When I stepped in, I found a low ceiling room, dirt floors, crumbling stone columns rising up from the floor. In the center of the room were these kids dressed in, what I interpreted, as school uniforms from the turn of the 19th century. They all looked very demented and dangerous, either staring blankly at the walls, or grinning an evil and crazy grin. A woman was there dressed as a nun telling them of the importance of balancing a check book. I remember saying something like, "I'm in the wrong place", and turning to leave. When I turned I was looking at a girl who appeared to be around 14 years old. She had black hair and eyes and tan skin. I walked past her heading for the door i came in and could feel her following me. Suddenly she ran up and bit me on my right shoulder blade. When I turned around to see what had happened she was blonde, with blue eyes and pale skin and had blood dribbling out of the corner of her mouth. That was when I wok up. I swear I had not had a drop of alcohol or any drugs. LOL
I am in a mall like building, people are everywhere… I have a bad feeling about it and look around… there is a woman and she is doing something awful so I try stepping in. I took something she needed and started running. While running I through the item to a Guy sitting and instruct him to keep it away from the woman. I run from her for a while and decided to get a shirt on (was shirtless ) when i ducked behind some racks to put my shirt on i set my phone down and then laid back. Just as i was finishing getting it on the woman found me and grabbed hold of my arm. Struggling I reach for my phone as im dragged along with her. There are people everywhere watching yet none of them help as im dragged off into a closed store. As we walk into the room she no longer is a woman and now I see a man before me. Acting quickly I put space between us though for some reason feel no more fear i knew him and trusted him. We start talking and he hands me a drink which i willingly take and drink up but after i do so i start questioning him. Before i know it he lunged at me and knocked me backwards tripping i fall on a mattress and start to try and crawl away but he soon was sitting behind me holding me down. The whole time this was going on he was going on about having always wanted to do this, and about raping me but starting with my anus first. I for some reason had just given up and let him hold me down. The tight revealing tanktop and my short shorts were getting uncomfortable. Suddenly right on time my ‘friend’ Dustin showed up and i happily asked him to help me out of my situation. Complying he knocked back the man holding me back. Standing up I started to fix my clothes and thank him. As i started to ask him for further help he cut me off and commented on how i looked in a lustful way. Realizing as he reached for me that he too was now and enemy i panicked and took off again. They followed me until i started to get dizzy and my vision started to get off. Tripping and seeing some glass bottles i looked up at the now grinning man and asked him what he gave me… but as he started answering i woke from my slumber not able to remember who the man was
A empty fish tank
I found two baby platypuses in my wash basket and became focused on making them a bed. My fish tank had moved and had more fish in. An old childhood friend was there and annoying me by making a mess and I spilled green beads on the floor.
I have been divorced for approx. 16 years and is single at the moment. have 2 grown sons (34 and 35) who are married with children. They are great husbands and fathers. I dreamt I was asleep in my bed with my divorced husband and sons. My sons in the dream are grown up men just as they are now. The house we were in is the same house where I lived with my husband and the bed in the dream is the same bed we used when we were married. Presently the house is a two flat building.My ex is living on the top floor currently and the bottom floor houses a business being run and owned by my sons. Their father works with them also. Very successful business. We were all asleep when I sensed as though the bed was sinking and so I raised an alarm to wake my ex and my sons fearing they may sink. I saw a section of the bed had already began leaning as if sinking. However, I managed to get them all off the bed and soon after we all witnessed the entire bed go under and disappear. The water under the area where the bed stood appeared like a cesspool of filth and urine. Like a septic tank or sewage system. The bed disappeared into this filty, messy, stinky water. We had all jumped off in time. Soon after as I looked around the house in shock at what had just happened, I saw that the household articles, furnishings, pipes, etcetera badly damaged and in opinion I knew there had been an earthquake and so I proceeded to inform my ex and my kids that there had been an earthquake during the night.
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?
I had a dream that I had a tank of five frogs and one of them got out of the tank and was smashed against a wall . And one of the frogs in the tank ate the rest of them and became bigger
There is a large fish tank full of fish. there was two dead fish in the bottom of the tank. some how a huge catfish got out. it was laying under the tank dieing. it was too big too put back in the tank . the end . I woke up
War broke out unexpectedly boming my house lots o soldure gunir tanks in the garden a little girl as getting kidnapped I was trying to help
When I was younger, I constantly had dreams of being a Arch Angel sent to Earth by God. My task was to do something on Earth but the moment I went to Earth I forgot what I was suppose to do. I couldn't go back unless I did my task. So there I stayed on Earth for the rest of my existence. I lived the life of a human, wearing large coats to hide my wings, stealing food to survive. I looked like I didn't have a bath in a long time. I lived in a hold abandoned home high up in the mountains away from other people. A few years later I was found out by the humans, local media everywhere, scientists captured me, probed me, shoved tubs up inside of me, trimmed my flight feathers so i couldn't fly away, put a tub down my throat as a breathing tube, while I was submerged in a tank full of water as I slept.
A month past as my feathers had grown back. Some how I managed to get out of the tank and pull away from all the tubs and needles that they had inside of me. I was naked and didn't have any clothes to wear but I needed to get out of that horrible place that I was in. I managed to get out but they were firing guns at me as I climbed out a window. I flew away as fast as I could. They were still firing there guns at me but I managed to escape.
Once I had escaped I found a beautiful realm of some kind. The building was white, bright, with tall pillars. There were beds and cribs everywhere for the children that had passed away. I was standing there in a white dress and gold bracelets on. The kinds were all laughing and smiling, horses running around. It was like paradise, with nothing to worry about.
Then all my dreams stopped. Few years later I had the same dream of this paradise world, but it was not the same. Not a sound from the children playing, not a sound from horses, and babies. The only sound that was heard was the wind. Dead, dried up leaves blew in and out of the room in and outside. Dust was collected on everything that I touched. It had been empty for so long. It was dark, miserable, and lonely for so long, it was as if no one ever lived here.
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