Dreams relatives

Impersonation of dead relatives

I am standing in a field next to a forest. The field seems to extend forever in the distance, as does the forest. Farther away from me, there is a group of teenage boys and men. They look as puzzled as I in relation to where we are. Momentarily they stand in their group trying to comprehend their surroundings, and suddenly they scatter. Under attack from a monster, some fight and are killed, others run towards a shack that was previously not on the field. The monster chases them, but it is only a blur, and I cannot make it out. Reaching the shack, they open the metal doors and rush inside. Desperately trying to close the door while the monster tries to force itself inside, most people are pulled through the gap they are trying to close. All I can see of the monster are its claws, lion-like and sharp. They are trying to pry open the door, but they are closed eventually by the remaining teenager. He turns around, tired, and sees a little girl. Whether she was in the group before, I do not know. Perhaps she was already waiting in the shack? They introduce each other, and I think the boy’s name is Nick? The girl’s name is Jenny. Hours pass by in a flash forward, and I see them sleeping against the wall, Jenny huddled up next to Nick. She keeps it to herself that she and her sister were separated when they came to this bizarre world. She wants to find her sister, but is too scared to do it by herself. She looks up and I see her face. I see her black eyes. “Dear God,” she says, “please help me find her.” Then she closes her eyes. I never catch her sister’s name. “Jenny!” Her look-alike sister calls. “Jenny, where are you?” She is looking around, searching for her sister. There is a hole, a den of an animal, where she pauses after glancing at it. I am looking at her from inside the hole, as this is the monster’s den and I am the monster. I want to go finish off the last two intruders, but I refrain. I cannot kill them yet. Now one of the intruder’s relatives is right outside my home! I cannot kill them…but I can kill her. “Jenny?” She peers into the hole with an innocent curiosity. Then I attack. I pull her into the hole and bite her in the middle. She doesn’t make a sound as I drag her deeper into my hole, bleeding. Back in the shack, Jenny opens her eyes again. “Thank you, God.” She says, neither shocked nor scared that her sister had been dragged into the den and killed. It was almost a vision or dream she had witnessed, but from the monster’s point of view. Is she connected to the monster? The next morning (?), I see Nick and Jenny in the field. They are facing the sun which is coming up over the forest. Nick is pointing towards it. “They will come in from that way.” He says, looking down at Jenny. They seem to be predicting where an attack will come from, but I am not given a single hint as to whom is attacking. And everything is brighter; the sun is very orange and bright, unlike the dusk setting of Jenny’s vision. Still, the sun seems to make the place less lonely and foreboding, and as Nick continues to point towards the sun, I wake up.

I saw a haunted beach house with People I don't know them but still they were my relatives. THE BEACH HOUSE and the beach weather was foggy. I was present there but they couldn't see me. I saw things which were there for moment and would disappear in next and reappear again. All I could feel was like an illusion. At last , the beach house also got disappeared. I just Car Keys in my hand and I drove away the car. But in real, I don't know Driving.

Dead aunt giving me R50. My home was full of relatives both dead and alive. She was giving me this money to give a handd to a project I was about to do

Two relatives who are related with my wife by her motherside came and were not talking with me my wife found me different as she was never looking in practical life. My female friend was waiting outside that home