Dreams fingers

I caught a grass hopper in my fingers, it was a vivid green colour. It buzzed loudly making me jump and let it go.

I dreamed that my 6 year old daughter cut part of her and and some fingers . As she had gone to visit her immediately went for her and and I saw her I ran to her and hugged her and didn't ant to let go of her. All she said was that she didn't tell me because she didn't want to bother me so she put on transparent tape on her hand where she had cut herself. And I awoke crying.

I was at home and I heard what sounded like someone mowing grass, as I looked out the back door I saw a unknow women cutting down a birch tree right at the base of the tree, it just missed me as I walked up to ask her why she was doing that, she said that it obstructed her view. I turned to the sky and I saw it was filled with what looked like liquid gold as it swirled in the sky I could see Jesus and angels in the vision. I pointed to it and ask her if she could see it and she answered no. At the sametime a moth was flying around me and she swiped at it and said kill it, I told her I\'d catch it, she said you\'ll never catch it, well I did and it slipped through my fingers and then I caught it again to see it had a hole i one if its wings I though I may have hurt it so I let it go and I still could fly just fine.

I dreamed that y daughter cut off part of her hand and fingers.

I have this reoccurring dream that happens quite often since I was in grade school, It takes place in my mom’s home is McNary, Arizona. I wake up within my dream in my bed at my mom’s house, everything is dark but looking out the window the sky is orange (this is usually the color of the sky after it snows at night). I walk down the hall feeling very uneasy, I can see that no one is home. I go to the closet grab a jacket and step outside. My dogs are gone and my friend is standing at the end of the pathway outside our gate, saying, “Shannon we have to go, they are coming.” I don’t say anything. I just run off the porch and get to the end of the pathway and she is gone. I start heading down her house. The place is heavily filled with pine trees and snow, with red splatters here and there. I can feel the fatigue in my lungs from breathing the cold air so I stop. But I here the crunching of the snow beneath someone’s feet, at this point I feel so much fear my heart is racing. But my instinct is to turn around when I do there is a hooded person with its eyes glowing red. I’m frozen I can’t move, I can feel my heartbeat in my head forcing the blood back to my face. I turn to run, but there is another red-eye person there. It slams me to the ground and sits on top of me pinning me, and the other person pinning my arms above my head. It pulls out a gun, cocks it and I beg squirming around and crying. “Sit still” the voice of a male softy says. I relax knowing my fate; he kisses my forehead and then my lips. Placing his hand on my chest and placed the gun between his fingers and pulls the trigger 3 times. I can feel the pain, I yell in my head “Wake up! Wake up!” and I do. My heart is pounding hard and I’m sweating.