It started in a zombie apocalypse world. Very dark and Blue. Running and shooting zombies until my girlfriend and I get to a safehouse. My girlfriend and I go upstairs where there is a television. The television displays everyone's whereabouts in the house. Everyone is gone and we wait for their return upon their return Joe Rogan cooks us dinner. He laces my girlfriend s dinner with marijuana. I get angry and throw my plate of food at the wall and leave. I'm on the highway now in roller skates and go through a door that leads into an ice arena. There is a hockey game taking place. Instead of seats there is a department store. I go to the register to claim a package I ordered. It was supposed to be a vacuum but all the package contains is an accessory to the vacuum. I get emotionally overwhelmed and start crying then wake up. December 19, 2012 > Read Dream Analysis
I don't remember exactly how it started, but basically the "devil" which i cant remember what it looked like but it was a male &had hooves but stood.... and basically he was going to come and iwas going to die, and my stepsister who i'm very close with was there guiding me through the entire process and we were talking about this kid who my step sister had known who's also gone through the same thing and how its almost like killing yourself and there wouldnt be any turning back or taking anybody with you or letting anybody know and so we were picking out clothes that we wanted to take with us and we would either just drop the clothes onto the ground and they would get sucked into the ground but it wasnt working well and so the other way was to drop them down the sink which was like a sharp vacuum cuz it had small blades and would cut my fingertips each time i put clothing down it, and after i put a pair of dark blue shorts, death (devil) appeared behind me and like stabbed me slowly down my back and told me that i cant be dressing to impress any other dead people, and then me and my stepsister were by our front door and my dad came home and i was walking with him the entire time from the door up the stairs and he told me to come into his bedroom and he was basically going to yell at me for something and i was so sad that he didnt know i was dead and so i started crying cuz he technically couldnt see me but he still thought that he could since he didnt know the truth and i didnt want him yelling at me to be the last thing that he could remember doing before i died and so i walked into my room instead and my stepsister followed and i sat on the floor leaning against my bed and she sat on my desk chair and he stood and started yelling at me and i kept crying and he was so angry and he kept telling me how stupid i was and my step sister was like "billy, stop yelling before you make her upset, you're going to make her upset" and then i was crying and screaming "dad, stop it before YOU get upset!" and he kept yelling and i kept apologizing and crying cuz i really didnt want him being left with the guilt of yelling at me and he was like "Megan, what" and my step sister was like " billy, punch her" and he thought she was joking around and he laughed and playfully did but his hand went through my face and he was just like "....what.." and he sounded so broken and upset and confused like he had just been ripped into pieces and i kept saying that i was sorry and that i couldnt even leave him the note that said in green highlighter, "I'm sorry daddy and tell mom im sorry its too late now" (because me and her dont have a relationship and she hasnt come see us in over 6years) but the devil told me he would have to cut my back again if i tried to leave it because it would of messed up the entire process? and so i was cleaning my room and i left my water bottles that my room is always trashed with for my dad to try and remember me by and it was so sad and he was so unbelieveably hurt by the entire thing and then my step mom came home and he was just sitting and crying and then i was watching her car from the sky with them both in it, and she was complaining about me and he started crying and then i woke up in tears. November 19, 2012 > Read Dream Analysis
I have had this for over a month now. It arrived prtpmoly and was very easy to put together. So far, I am very pleased with its performance. I was replacing a canister vac that I had used for several years. The Shark Navigator definitely picks up more dirt and pet hair. I have cats and dogs, and this vac really sucks up the hair. The dust cup is a little small – I have to empty it multiple times when vacuuming the entire house. But that is really not a problem because it is so easy to empty. Right now it is a great vacuum, and I am certainly hoping that I will say the same thing about it a year from now. August 08, 2012 > Read Dream Analysis
Driving in a car with my sister, we stop car because of a fallen tree in the road. she gets out to try to move the tree, i find myself wandering down a hallway with an open door. i do not go into the room but i stand in the doorway looking in. i see a man who i knew that had died he is in the room, also the room is dirty, he invites me in, i refuse, he starts to vacuum and dust the room and then asks me to come in, i refuse, but as i am standing there i am telling him about my family. my sister then walks up and says come on, we can go now the tree is moved. June 26, 2012 > Read Dream Analysis
I walked through my house and in my dining room there was a scary man with a red hat looking down holding a vacuum and then he looked up and gave me a scary smile April 10, 2012 > Read Dream Analysis
I dreamed of two baby scorpions on their backs and then i sucked them up with my vacuum. February 06, 2012 > Read Dream Analysis
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