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I had this dream three times so far- well really, it's not the dream, it's the location of the dream. The first time i had this dream was when i was maybe about six years old. I don't really remember what it was about, but i can give the house's details (probably) pinpoint exact. The next time I had the dream was when i was nine. Again, that house was there, taking role in my dream. The last time (so far) I had the house in my thought was when i was eleven. The house is very old looking; well, not the old, haunted type of old, but an old styled house. Maybe a house that could be from the 1950s. The front of the house overlooks a nearby river that's a good sized river. The front yard is also sizable, too; plenty of room for children to play on. There is a porch that spans from one side to the other side of the front of the house. There's two windows on the first floor that overlook the river; and there is three windows on the top floor. The middle window opens to a balcony. I do not know what the back or the sides of the house look like; it has always been the front (really, only the bottom half of the exterior of the house; i had to really remember to give some detail about the top half), or the inside. From what i can hypothesize is that the house is bigger in the inside than what the outside interprets. There are many rooms, but only two of the rooms have come into play in each of my three dreams. (These dreams come alive when I am in my unconscious state of sleep.) One of the rooms has many small windows. The windows overlook the river so the information about the exterior of the front of the house could be wrong, or, my brain is saying some type of magic is used within the house to make it so that there is more sight of the river. There is about four to five windows that have a little skirt of curtain at the top held by a horizontal pole; then below the skirt are normal curtains. There are wicker and straw tables around the room, flower pots of nothing are placed evenly, there is a wicker couch and chair that have a styled cushion, and that is only one side of the room; i have only seen that side. There is a door that when you would open it, it would take you inside my brother's closet. It was some kind of portal from this "river" house to my actual house. This took place more in my latest dream. And finally, there is this one door that i have never actually opened. I guess you could say my dream persona is a little too apprehensive about opening it. It's a huge metal door that is rounded at the top. There are no windows, no doorknobs, just little intricate metal works of little circles that from a semicircle if you were to look at the door from an angle. In my dreams there have been some ideas as to what's behind this door- this is no normal sized door, it is at least seventeen feet high. Now, i have no clue how this size of a door would fit into a two story house. Thank you for reading and hopefully coming up with a meaning. Some of these "facts" will probably turn out wrong because it has been two years since my last dream of it.

I dreamt that I went on vacation with family and a guy that means a lot to me. while we were there, the town was attacked, as if war broke out. During this time me and the guy were at our house where we stayed, but not my parents. we stayed just outside the town so we had time to grab important things and try to leave. The guy then went to get my parents with the car. My parents came back, a few haphazard things were done, we were ready to leave when I realized the guy wasnt with us anymore. My parents told me that he decided to stay and volunteered to fight. I was broken, but forced to leave with my parents. We went home safely, but I was in a horrific state regarding the guy that was now fighting in a war and who could maybe already be dead. After a few days, the war was over, we went back, helping the injured, but I only went to try and find the guy. I couldnt find him. I woke up. As i said, I was broken about it.

Im in a forest at twilight, graves all through, i walk up a slight hill in the forest towards our house. its an old fashioned house, I walk inside and to my keft is the kitchen a modern kitchen and my sisters and my mother are cooking. I walk past the kitchen into this huge open living area, to my left an old man is sitting in a big old leather chair, he has his back turned to me, its rather dark and there are antiques everywhere, a stuffed animal is on display, however, i cant work out what it is. To my left is a big staircase, with blood red velvet carpet, I look up and there are no ceilings like different floor levels accept theie walls and white doors in a row on each floor, like they are rooms, however, i cant see how you get up to them. I start climbing the stairs, a very wide staircase, i feel unsettled, scared even. something reminds me that i cant go past the fourth floor, once you go past the fourth floor you will never come back. thats when i wake up just as i reach the fourth floor.

Well when i was 6 years old I kept on visting this man in my dreams. I know hes a very powerful creature. In my dream he lived across the road, he let me call him uncle. But the dreams stoped when I was around 7 1/2. And ive just had a dream about him and heres the dream: He let me through the old dusty cottage without my mom and headed to the pool. He went the other side of the pool and then we both jumped into water and changed into mermaids. Then the pool changed into the ocean and started swimming towords each other and then we started kissing.(the dream ended)

So I just started dating this guy, his name is logan and we're falling for eachother and everythings going great. Well last night he stayed the night with me and I dreamed that he had told me he loved me and i ignored it and didnt say it back i just looked into his eyes and stared into them for a long time then i layed my head on his chest and he touched my hair and then he was gone and i was laying bed by myself i don't understand why i ignored those words and why he was gone right after?

Rapist Kidnapper murderer whole bunch of little boys grandpas old house We are sitting somewhere the kids are swing a couple of girlsKidnapper is talking to me I feel like I think I may love him we are spotted we run to the street where there are a couple of vans maybe 4 we run to the front middle on we go drive he pulls a stocking out of the glove compartment drives through a place where there are a lot of wigs like clown wigs black and white glittery women hands a bag for a disquies as if this was what he prepared for the boys are nervous for some reason we stop at a store he goes one way we go another one of the kids gets separated from us happens to be my son (not Geovanni) The kidnapper is the father the child is six. I find him some lady is hanging in to him she wants us to go to where the police are located I grab the boy my son and run we get in the van Now I remember why we went to the store on of the little boys needs underwear he got nervous messed his up he is a lil eccentric red hair. While in the van he trys to pull out cop cars are blocking his front he curse drives backwords we get to a pay and spray (like GTA) the owner is having a women spray him with spray matchein we get out Kidnapper goes up to the guy tells him the van needs to be sprayed then kills the guy instead there is an old Vw buggy orange owned buy the pay and spray owner He tells me Im not to drive it I tell him I know I get into the back seat Just me next thing I know we are separated he runs into some house some report has large signs with arrows and lots of lights on the sign with his name on it cant remember his name claims the she knows where he is she is going to get a exclusive the signs will point to him she runs me to a house I go in its dark Im scared I have a cell phone some girl comes in replaying a message her cheating boyfriend left her it says Im sorry I love you. The house Im in belongs to the girls cheating boyfriend she thinks im his mistress I tell her im not some how we come to understand who I am that the cops are searching for me she feels bad wants to help me out I take out my cell call the kiddnapper because Im scared I want him to protect me he says I better not be setting him up but he finds a way to come to me Mean while the girs boyfriend shows up she doesn’t want him to find me she hits him over the head knocking him out she isn’t sure if she killed him the kiddnapper shows up we are on the thrird floor to together he hears someone walking up the steps is ready to fight its just the girl she tells us the cops are searching the house we have to hide I go into a closet looking for where to hide descied to hide be hind a blanket saying I resign myself to the cops finding me but I will try to hide anyway then I wake up.

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