Understand My Dreams

Dreams rock

When I was about six I would have these dreams of getting kidnapped I had about seven of them the they stopped this is the dream I was at church alone the lights where off (this is how all of them started) and my family had forgotten that they had left me there alone well then an old woman came up to me and she looked very nice and she said that she would take me home (that happend in all seven as well) so then she took me to an old house on a hill and I would tell her this is not my home but then she walked me inside and made me sit down and I looked around it was empty but there was a rocking chair and there was a man in it but he would no move and he was reading a newspaper then the women brought out some milk and cookies the cookies had black widows inside of them and the milk was made of spider silk then my dad with the church bus came and saved me and that was all of the dream then I woke up.

Its a bright day and flying sawsers fly around and i automaticly know they are good here for us humans then i look up at the moon two things are flying around it blasting it repeatedly then it just breaks apart and begins to fal toward us rocks rained down on usi asked my mom why she was just sitting on her ass she gave upshe just sat in bed and watched the emergency brodcast channelevery message equaled a pile of rubble stacked upon us i didnt see myself there it was just a blue screen with the messagesit said stay in your homes food will be provided and things like that

I was at what i think was a party.. my 'friend' who i've never really liked went home on what looked like a motorbike.. i got jealous because i'm known for having a bike.. i started to imagine what it would be like to ride her bike.. all of a sudden i am riding her bike.. to my disappointment it is only a moped ... i take it back to her house at night and park it next to an inflatable kayak.. i take the moped out for a second joy ride, this time with the kayak.. i get to a small fairytale-like lake, that is glowing and surrounded by willow trees and soft moss draped over rounded rocks.. nothing happens there but next i am on horse back with the kayak over my shoulder.. i stop by a tree at the top of a small bank.. somehow i do something wrong and the horse is dead, hanging from a rope on the tree, it's head and shoulders resting slightly on the ground. Blood starts to run down the hill... I'm not panicking at this point.. everything is calm.. i take the kayak and the moped back to the girls house and then go back to the horse.. all i can think is hat i'm going to be found out.. someone is going to see the horse... At the bottom of the bank there are some small houses, one of which i remember from another dream.. it was my boyfriend s aunts house in my dream and i had stayed there previously... at the back of the houses were areas that were filled with water (there has been a lot of flooding near me lately) the water starts to turn an orangey red-ish colour and i realise it must be the horses blood tainting the water.. now i hear voices shouting and screaming about the hanged horse on the hill... i just remember feeling scared and guilty.. but not panicked..then i woke up..... This dream has been bothering me for two days and i still remember how everything felt so vividly..

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