Understand My Dreams

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My family and I went to the mall and my dad got mad at me. Later, my mom got mad at me, so I left them and I was alone in the men’s clothing section of Dillard’s. All of a sudden, I had a job there and the employees started talking to me. One of them was a nice guy that was dressed like Esteban Ramirez from “The Suite Life of Zack and Cody”. There was another lady who worked there; she was really uptight and blonde. She looked like Nasim Pedrad from Saturday Night Live mixed with Angela Martin from “The Office”. Out of nowhere, a hoard of people started coming into the mall and we became really busy. We needed to use shopping carts for some reason. As we started to pull out shopping carts, there was an old, dirty, metal bucket with water in it. Also, there was a dead baby boy in it. The Esteban-looking guy brought it out to the blonde lady. It was her baby. She became really mad and said that she had no choice but to kill her baby. She picked it up and cradled it. It turned into a regular, clean looking baby but it was still dead. Then, another dead baby’s head appeared in the bucket. This one was an Asian boy with his right eye missing. Soon, another dead baby head appeared in the bucket. This one was a blonde baby girl. She took both of the heads out of the water and then they transformed into normal looking baby heads, except still dead, and still only heads.

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It was in an insane asylum, but they were all in cubicles. I think I was being given a tour. One really small girl with dark hair cut in a bob was floating through the air and into the third cubicle on the right. In the first cubicle there was a normal looking boy, probably a teenager. In the second there was a man, who said "Wow, it's like she's an angel," in awe, talking about the girl floating through the air. The boy in the first cubicle began screaming, I think he was a compulsive liar, and saying that she was an angel. He leaned over and looked in her cubical. She was typing in her information, and the boy became very angry that she wouldn't type that she was an angel. He began to yell and scream at her and call her names. She lunged over the cubicles and in the corridor, she attacked the boy. She bit of chunks of him. He got huge wounds that had giant worms coming out of them, but they were like fingers that were pulling on his wounds to hurt him more. The guide appeared and told me to ignore them and keep moving. We went past all the cubicles, to the back of the building. The space was big and open and then the guide said there would be cages, and cages appeared. He said they were big enough to hold nine people. Then he put me inside, and I just thought about how I would be able to survive when everyone else got there. It would not be easy. I wanted all my cell mates to like me. I didn't know how to make them.

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I dreamed I was napping in my Grandmother's house, in her living room on a couch. She passed away a short time ago. My grandma was trying to walk by quietly like you would if someone was sleeping. I saw her out of the corner of my eye. I then proceeded to turn my head to follow her to where she sat down. I was so excited to see her. I could only reach my hand out to her and she reached back to me. We gripped each other's hands in joy. Her hand was cold and hard, but I didn't care. Then I started to go about my day there in her home. She was like a guardian angel and cared about what I was doing. She made me laugh when I was showering. She kept banging on the shower curtain. I was very happy. I just kept reaching out to touch her. She said I was lucky to be able to experience this, not everyone can.

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I was in prison for some reason but didn't think I deserved to be there. Outside the prison grounds were a lot like a school yard. There were two soccer fields, one small one normal sized with a track around it. They were on the left side of a clearing and above the small field was a jungle gym. I was put into the section for dangerous people because of a failed escape attempt (I think). The others and I made a plan to escape. The guards had this spray stuff that knocked you out if you breathed it in. Somehow I got a hold of some and used it to help get away. We took over a large orange and other coloured van and got away but only after I inhaled some of that spray. I was unconscious for two days according to the man I asked but everything had changed so much that it felt more like two years. In that time my friend found a new friend which made me feel lonely. For some reason, my brother, father and I were checking in on the cottage. Up in the loft we somehow transported to the edge of a city on a coast. Alone in the city, I was trying to use a pay phone. There was a long line and I pretended to know someone so I could cut in. The line seemed to disappear and I struggled to count out ten pennies which at first had stars instead of leaves on them. The guards showed up (about twelve) and an epic, manga or cartoon like battle occurred. I even thought that I was probably dreaming or imagining the battle because of how ridiculous it was so I decided to stop it. I was captured in the end and hooked up to a lie detector where I was uncooperative. A lady wearing a suit interrupted the interrogation for some reason. My perspective changed to a fly on the wall style. The same lady went to the dangerous people section and shot the guards with a pulse gun then shot the cell bars. She said for the men to come with her and with knowing grins they jumped right through the bars. The other men also attempted to do this but just hurt their shoulders. I somehow knew that this was part of a growing conspiracy. Strangely, at one point I was trying to jump on a moving train in my front entrance way. I knew there was actually no train so I pretended to jump on it and moved into the living room to take my seat in the box car.

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