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A few months ago my friends dad killed himself. i keep dreaming that i'm awake in her bedroom and her dad walks in and i know what he's about to do, i try to stop him but he can't see me. the gun cabinet is kept in her wardrobe, i see him walk in there and i try to stop him but i cant. i try shouting and locking him in the wardrobe but nothing works, its like i'm not there. i see him leave the room with a shot gun then a few moments later i hear screaming then wake up

Sometime this morning I dreamed I was talking to a young lady encouraging her about something she was discouraged about so then after that I saw I was in my bedroom I was about to lay on the end of my bed but then I realized I wanted something to drink so I saw some grape juice in a jar on the top of the refrigerator then I looked all of a sudden there was a wall that look like a hill of dirt with a lot of smooth stones on it all around the front of my bedroom. then all of a sudden I heard a noise sound rushing from the wall that look like a hill of dirt and water began to gush out all over but the water only ran to the end of the bed and to the left side of the bedroom. my clipboard was in the water and I picked it up the I began to walk around in the water to find other papers or books that might had got in the water. but what is so strange the water never touched my bed at all. as I looked at the water the water was dark because of the color of the dirt that was on the wall on the hill but I still could see through the water. the light was still in the bedroom shining bright.

My dream first took place in home depot, but the home depot was the bedroom of a girl I know. The girl would walk around and say there is never any alone time. Then my dream jumped to the pizza restaurant Sakis across from Johnson and wales where a lady who looked like my mom was working and gave me free food. Then my dream jumped back into a store where I walked through the flower section with a girl and then walked out into the parking lot to where a kid I knew was trying to run away from me so I caught up to him and he forgot who I was. We then both got into a car and I was trying to calm the kid down. Then a lady in the car next to us called someone on her cell phone and I went to look and the kid jumped out of the car and turned into a cat and ran away.

For several year as a child (about age 4-8) I had numerous recurring dreams. All of these recurring dreams were scary, except one. The non-scary dreamed started out in my bedroom, with me sleeping in my bed. The cat in the hat would fly into my bedroom through the window, grab me by the hand, and we would fly out of my window into the night. We would arrive at my first grade classroom. Several of my classmates were in the classroom and were smiling and seemed happy. The cat in the hat and I would then fly into an electric pencil sharpener. Inside the electric pencil sharpener was a winding hallway that seemed to be angled downward. There were many closed doors in the hallway, all painted different colors/patterns. We reach a rainbow colored door, and the cat in the hat and I enter through it. We end up in a room with one wall made of glass. I gaze out through the glass wall and can see my classmates playing on the playground and then the dream ends.

I dreamed that my dead mother was alive. We were in our family home and my mother and I were arguing. My mother had a seven year old little girl in her arms. She had blond hair. My mother was complaining that her back was sore and she tried to hand the child to me. I got up off of the sofa and I told her that she was a bad mother. She had not been a good mother to me when I was growing up and that she wasn't fooling anyone with her saintly mothering act. I started to walk away and I felt my mother behind my back, my mother was looking for something to hit me with. I turned around and started yelling at my mother. She went to hit me and I grabed her by the neck and started to choke her. I was yelling at her and she said something to me. She took her hands off of my hands and I let her go. We were standing at the top of the stairs and she fell backwards. I turned away and ran up the stairs to the top floor. I ran into my mother's old bedroom. There was no furniture in the room and the room was much larger in my dreams than it actually is. I called someone that I do not like and was crying and telling her that I did something bad and that I needed to see a lawyer. I woke up.

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