Understand My Dreams

Dreams on the floor

I was driving down the street and I saw my brother and father outside of my dad's old house doing something in a tool shed. I pulled over and we went in the house which my brother now lived in. the house was being remodeled. Except for a couch in the family room there was nothing in the house in any room it was all under construction. It was covered in sawdust and Sheetrock dust, as was the couch. There was no kitchen there was red and gold colored tile on the floor. My uncle aunt and a couple of my cousins and a guy who i don't know myself and my youngest daughter, who is disabled. my brother was taking us around the house and explaining what work was being done. My father was playing with my daughter, then I remembered that my father had passed away 11 years ago and when i looked back to see him playing with her, she was just laying on the floor alone. Also my uncle who passed away about 5 years ago, he bumped me in the shoulder and made me knock into the wall where I got sheet rock dust all over me.

In my dream, i was inside the bedroom of my old house, as i was trying to reach for a piece of paper on the floor, the paper suddenly moved and transformed into two huge white fluttering butterflies. These two were fluttering towards me, i think in my dream i got scared because i tried to run away from it and shooed it away, but they kept fluttering towards me and i tried to reach the door that was hard to open. And when it opened, in my dream all of a sudden i was no longer afraid of these two white butterflies.since i took another look at it. And i also recalled seeing another butterfly, huge one slightly brown i think, outside the door i opened. It was also fluttering. Everything happened inside the bedroom of my old home. It felt so real.

I was being hunted by a mexican cartel gang after shooting one of their members when they got violent with one of my cousins. i dont know what i was doing in mexico. My wife and the kids were there but not with me. after i shot the guy, i kept running and running because their gang was going to chase me down once they found out what i did, so i had to get a head start if i was going to make it. i ran and ran through towns and trails in the woods. I stopped when i got to an auto shop with nice vintage cars are struck up a conversation with the mechanics. they were nice and gave me clothes to change into because i was wearing white flowing robes for some reason. Somehow my wife and the kids caught up to me. My wife sat with my baby son and I sat with my daughter and others who where there watching the cars in the shop sitting on bleachers. My daughter left my lap and ran towards the door to go outside to look at something. As I got up to chased after her, out of nowhere machine fire started from the back and I ran and picked up my daughter, went to the floor and rolled on my sides out the door. I turned around to see my wife on the floor too with my son. My son was shot in his forearm and Amy was unhurt in the hail of gunfire. i was so sad, then i woke up.

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