I'm in a new apartment standing at the kitchen island. My fiance is eating, and I'm staring out the window with brick wall. An unknown girl who makes no effort to hide herself comes in through the window and steals a bag from the chair. My fiance is unfazed by this, and I go out the window. I end up on a roof and the girl appears around the corner with a knife saying she wants to kill me. I try grabbing the knife and we both have a grip on it. She takes one of her hands and presses it on the blade while laughing. I ask what she was doing. And four figures with no face appear. I mention what they want is at my workplace. One of the four lets me use their phone to call a taxi and the dream ends with a taxi showing up. The second part of the dream has me sitting in a car and the same girl comes out of the building, peering into the car windows. She comes over to the driver side, I don't look back but I can see in the reflection that they're upset.
I was dream that i was in the kitchen with my sister and brother who passed awy but they were quite
My family and i were in my pops house. my brother, mother, grandmom and sister were there. my sister was getting on my case because i have no work. im over 50 yrs old i told her its very hard to get hired at this age. and until she walks in my shoes and tries to get employed herself to leave me alone we were talking in the kitchen. everyone was in living room except me i was in the kitchen. my brother was in the kitchen too but i could not see him. my mom and grandmom kept coming in the kitchen and telling my brother not to eat pickles before they go. my sister mom and grandmom were in the living room.
Sitting in my childhood kitchen with my mother and deceased father and deceased grandmother. they served me two fried eggs. my daughter enters the house and I offer her one of my eggs. the egg turns into a creamy texture. the kitchen wall turns into a brick wall with a window. my deceased cousin appears and motions me to meet him outside. I go outside and he is gone.
Sitting in my childhood kitchen with my mother and deceased father and deceased grandmother. they served me two fried eggs. my daughter enters the house and I offer her one of my eggs. the egg turns into a creamy texture.
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There are bees inside the house. i am getting my breakfast ready and bees are buzzing around. my brother is there and says not to worry the only reason my face swelled up last time i got stung is because i took the benadryl. then my sister comes out to the kitchen and says something mean to me. i give it right back to her. then the bees are getting worse and my brother finds where they have nested and tells me again about the benadryl
We were out and you needed something from home so we swung by your house (cos you owned one). When we got there it was clear you were living with someone, then the girl walks in asks who i am and then you two semi get into it and you're like "shes not your business shes mine. And my business isnt your business anymore" and we go to leave. Then your friends and family are in the kitchen and we all end up having a bbq and partying until the early morning
I was around the age of 6 and in my old house in Brooke’s, I think that’s the town name. The house was decently large. My own room was quite big. In the dream, none of the lights inside were on it was very dark in fact and what I could see was either grayscaled or extremely dull in color. Of what I can remember I was running in my dream. In the dream itself, I didn't know what from. It starts in the kitchen from where I run up the stairs and into my dead-end room where I duck behind/or under my bed. For some reason I started eating beef jerky, I don’t know how it appeared or where I got it from but I was eating it. Then I vividly remember a floating skull with a red glowing outline come into my room, I believe that’s what I was running from, it said “I know you’re in here… I can smell the jerky.” and then I woke up.
I was working at a convenience/dollar store like Dollar Tree.
Mark came in and began to harass me. He was mad because he wanted Gigi. He would do a sort of cycle: come inside, pester me, leave, return, repeat. Finally fed up I took him by the neck and escorted him to the front of the store. Before I reached the manager I released him and pretended I never touched him. I explained to the manager what happened, leaving out the part about my assault and battery of a customer, and that I wanted to file a report. Without even hearing my story or meeting Mark they seemed to take his side almost immediately. Sad and angry I went back to work. Later on Mark returned. This time he followed me around the store. As I was walking away and trying to ignore him he ran up beside me, swearing. I saw that he had a kitchen knife. I became afraid. He grabbed my arm and I tried to remove the knife. But I was unsuccessful. He inflicted several cuts before I was able to remove the blade from his hand. At that exact moment a cop approached us. Believing I had inflicted the wounds on myself, the cop was going to take me to a psych ward. Terrified, I ran out of the store I was working at and into a large grocery store that was dimly lit and appeared abandoned. I ran until I reached the entrance to a secret strip club in the back; my plan was to run through here and find an exit that led out to a back alley. The two women who headlined in this private grocery store gentleman's club were somehow personal friends of mine. They were middle-aged black women who looked like long time drug users, and one of them I owed money
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