To dream of getting shot in the stomach on a road at night. i didn't feel the pain but felt bleeding and called my parents to take me to the hospital.
My ex I broke up with called and sounded like she was beyond frightened. The only thing she said was in a low scared whisper "check the closets" and then there was nothing. That's when I woke up and tried to get out of the recliner and something pushed me back down. I tried again and I had no issue getting up but I turned right to face the hall way a transparent like drape blowing in the wind was blocking my path. I checked all closets and everything looked fine and in normal order
I was driving in a dangerous neighborhood and got lost. Saw a highway, asked a kind stranger to use their phone, but the phone was unclear when I called for directions. I saw a bridge crossing a river and a huge barrel of swirling, clear water and I put an empty paper bag in there thinking it was a trash can.
I was on a trip with my friends and then I saw my boyfriend hugging my bestfriend they were talking about something. I aksked him why he was hugging my best friend but stood there in silence. He then explained that it was a game i know he was lying. So i called my best friend out asked her does she like my boyfriend and she says yes i started to cry and we both agreed that he was a lier so we try to find him but i was stuck in a performence so i told my bestfriend to go and find him. We found him in a room kissing another girl.
Travelling on a bus I met an Indian man who had a piece of card with my name on it. he called me over and I went
Dreamed I was on the phone with my boyfriend called him back later and a woman answered his phone stating she was his fiancé
Another dream I had was me and some random people (They was my friends in the dream but i don’t know them in real life) prank called the mafia and they said they as going to take revenge on us but we ignored this. About a day or so passes and we go to do another prank call and we notice our other friend isn’t there and we see a small gold box with a red ribbon on it and we open it and see a finger inside and a new classification of fear strikes my heart. My friend and I go after the mafia and we almost get killed. A week later the mafia is reeking rampage on my dads neighborhood and I ask him what are we going to do and he states “We are going to take them and move them into our neighborhood and wait” I responded back by saying “Are you crazy” then my dad yells back as I look at his house “I REFUSE TO LET THIS TURN INTO A VIOLENT PROTEST"
I started off at home in cambodia and i had a flight to hanoi at 7pm, my dad showed up at 7:10pm then i went inside got the bags and went outside again, my dad’s car wasn’t in the parking lot so i walked around the nisc community and then my dad reversed back with his car to the beginning of the road that leads to our house. then after i put the bags in the car i went back home to bring a dog that apparently we owned in my dream to come with us for the car ride to the airport. while i was walking towards the car with the dog, 3 bicycles came across the road as i was trying to cross, so i stayed where i am, then 3 more bicycles came across the road so i still stayed where i was, my dad then got out of the car and started walking me, he then realised that the dog had some sort of pimple next to his right back leg so he called my brother to get the syringe to cure the dog, at that point i started yelling saying i’ll be missing my flight if we don’t leave but my brother got out of the car and went to put the needle in the dog either way. by the time he was done we got to the airport, it was 8:10pm by then so my flight had taken off already. I then booked a flight to singapore on the spot. I got on the plane and saw an old friend from an international school back in cambodia, he was the waiter on the plane. i didn’t have a seat on the plane so i kept standing up through out the flight. once i arrived to the university campus here at sp jain in singapore jevaughn said he’d want to come hanoi with me and so his girlfriend bought him a ticket to come with me, i had my bags ready at the lobby and while standing at the lobby i realised that my bags were rolling down the street towards the gate, i started chasing it then i got to the gate and i saw my cousin, he told me to pass him the mercedes benz article, i was wondering what article it was then i looked down at the ground and it was all mud, there were circular holes in the mud each with an old magazine article in it as i was trying to find out which article it was that he wanted i looked up towards the gate and i found a filthy dog with big red eyes looking at me, so i was indecisive about taking out the article, i chose to take it out of the ground and as soon as i did the dog came inside through the gate and started following me and then i ran off and it started chasing me, my cousin went the right side of the road towards the lobby and i took the left road then jumped across half way instead of going completely to the left side and that’s when i woke up
Dreamed I had a book, possibly my father’s. ‘twas a novel called “2 states”. I showed it to roommates (?) commenting at the odds of it having the same name as chetan bhagat’s.
It appeared to be a lot better than the new one though.
I read about “Hula Flowers” in it.
The hula flowers are said to have nine lives, hence a person who was once a hula flower(in some other life) is said to be capable of making yyou fall in love with them nine times over even if they break your heart each time.
A part of me/ other people wanted to be like that.
My sister and I spent the day bonding and watching movies and advise over her boyfriend . At night I caught my fiance and her making out topless at a theatre and called my uncle to vent and be mad and request to move home.
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