Understand My Dreams

Dreams bottles

First I had a dream of me my dad Kim and MaryLou went to store I think it was called BJ's and we were looking for what kind of alcohol to buy. There were these big water bottle jugs and there was this red cup filled with some red shaved ice that kim put a blue drink in it and mixed it around and then took it to the cash register. My dad said are you sharing that with Brittany and she said yes. Now I'm in a pool with Jennifer Anniston and some other ppl. The turn to Kim and I and say one must be marylou daughter and one must be Tim's daughter.Supposedly those water bottles are filled with alcohol. My dad said are you sharing that with Brittany and she said yes. Supposedly those water bottles are filled with alcohol. Now I'm driving home in my car and on the right side of the car there is this steam of smoke coming up straight up in the underneath the stream of smoke there lights a little bit of fire. what I thought I got my car fixed. I pulled the car over and some guys come over and try to fix it. supposedly the battery needs charging and that was the problem with that. Then i go to a store and bye this illegal alcohol for my lips. It just smelled good. It was $0.34 my car started to go up in smoke again and then i pull it over again. I soon find out by this guy that it wasn't in the right gear it didn't need to be in drive but in Jesus has the wheel. I was like I thought there was only park neutral reverse and drive. What kind of gear is Jesus has the wheel. In this gear I could only go the speed limit and couldn't go any faster. But my car worked after that.

It's my first day on college. My sister and some of my friends are with me, althought they don't go to the same college. They have all found their classroom and left me alone. I cn't find my own classroom and soon I get lost in the school. Soon I meet one of the professors, she tells me I'm a thief and that I brought everything I stole with me to the college. She shows me where I hid everything. Everything I stole filled and entire hallway. There were some stuff from ancient Egypt, ceramic bottles and paintings. Every professor in college was trying to clean up the mess I've made.

I don't remember exactly how it started, but basically the "devil" which i cant remember what it looked like but it was a male &had hooves but stood.... and basically he was going to come and iwas going to die, and my stepsister who i'm very close with was there guiding me through the entire process and we were talking about this kid who my step sister had known who's also gone through the same thing and how its almost like killing yourself and there wouldnt be any turning back or taking anybody with you or letting anybody know and so we were picking out clothes that we wanted to take with us and we would either just drop the clothes onto the ground and they would get sucked into the ground but it wasnt working well and so the other way was to drop them down the sink which was like a sharp vacuum cuz it had small blades and would cut my fingertips each time i put clothing down it, and after i put a pair of dark blue shorts, death (devil) appeared behind me and like stabbed me slowly down my back and told me that i cant be dressing to impress any other dead people, and then me and my stepsister were by our front door and my dad came home and i was walking with him the entire time from the door up the stairs and he told me to come into his bedroom and he was basically going to yell at me for something and i was so sad that he didnt know i was dead and so i started crying cuz he technically couldnt see me but he still thought that he could since he didnt know the truth and i didnt want him yelling at me to be the last thing that he could remember doing before i died and so i walked into my room instead and my stepsister followed and i sat on the floor leaning against my bed and she sat on my desk chair and he stood and started yelling at me and i kept crying and he was so angry and he kept telling me how stupid i was and my step sister was like "billy, stop yelling before you make her upset, you're going to make her upset" and then i was crying and screaming "dad, stop it before YOU get upset!" and he kept yelling and i kept apologizing and crying cuz i really didnt want him being left with the guilt of yelling at me and he was like "Megan, what" and my step sister was like " billy, punch her" and he thought she was joking around and he laughed and playfully did but his hand went through my face and he was just like "....what.." and he sounded so broken and upset and confused like he had just been ripped into pieces and i kept saying that i was sorry and that i couldnt even leave him the note that said in green highlighter, "I'm sorry daddy and tell mom im sorry its too late now" (because me and her dont have a relationship and she hasnt come see us in over 6years) but the devil told me he would have to cut my back again if i tried to leave it because it would of messed up the entire process? and so i was cleaning my room and i left my water bottles that my room is always trashed with for my dad to try and remember me by and it was so sad and he was so unbelieveably hurt by the entire thing and then my step mom came home and he was just sitting and crying and then i was watching her car from the sky with them both in it, and she was complaining about me and he started crying and then i woke up in tears.

I was sitting in a bar and there were very expensive whiskey bottles on the shelves. Two of my friends walked in and shot a spitball at me, but he missed and hit the shelf, sending a million dollars worth of whiskey shattered on the floor. Then a woman (who looked like my Chemistry teacher) ran by with a glowing stick in her hand. She ran by again and I asked her what she was doing. She then walked up and killed both my friends, making me extremely emotional. She then took me through the memories of a little boy, including his baseball games. Then, she took me to a white room where a convicted rapist was being held. The convicted rapist was apparently the grandfather of the little boy with the memories. The woman began reading the memories to the old man. She told me she had to do this everyday. The old man then motioned me over to a piano and we played a song together. (I have no idea how to play the piano, but I did perfectly in this.) Then, the woman asked the old man how he felt about his son. The old man said nothing. The woman then asked the old man how he felt about his grandson. The man said he wished his grandson was his son. The woman then turned to me and told me to "Solve the mystery" or something very vague like that. When I made the assumption the grandfather attacked the little boy, the woman locked me in a dark room with a purple door. She told me I wouldn't be able to get out until I solved the puzzle. I screamed for her to let me out, but she refused. Then I woke up mid scream.

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