Understand My Dreams

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I was sitting happily in a restraunt with my friend Chloe, but in the dream, she was my long lost twin sister. All of the sudden there were gunshots. The shooter was a young female. She attempted to shoot me but just barely missed. She began to un load her gun and drop all of the bullets on the floor. Then she started to sing a song about her brother and a shooting coming again and it not being her. Then I saw a billboard that said D. Thoe Dylan with a weird symbol on it. Soon I tried to get up back into my chair, and was surprised to see a young boy with a gun out. I quickly slid back under the table. But, he saw me. He crouched down to my level and said, "You will be first to die!" Then he shot at me and I screamed. But the bullet that landed on my chest wasnt a bullet, it was a lighter. There was one other bullet that hit me, it hit my arm. The wound on my arm look like this a cutter would inflict upon themselves. I then heard Chloe yelling at me, telling me to wake up, asking me to stay with her. Then the dream became blury, and I woke up.

With my best friend, i went on a hot air balloon. we were part of a patrol group for supernatural beings and beasts. we were told to controll it using harnesses but we needed a third person. an extremely beautiful guy came to be the third person. he was my age, had gold hair, and was tattooed and muscular. when it was time to start the hot air balloon, all three of us wee told to hold hand. as soon as i held his hand, a vision came to me of who he was. when the vision was over, i let go and dropped to the floor, coughing up blood. the guy looked very concerned as if he cared for me. my best friend asked if i had a vision and i told her yes. then i looked at him and said "shadowhunter" so he knew that i knew what he was. through the whole dream, i felt like i wanted to kiss him and i felt like he wanted to kiss me.

I used to dream about a girl all in black crawling out of the television, black hair and everything, she would crawl to my room and drag me back to the television, i could not talk i could not scream, and i could never run to my mom to wake her up, it always ended in her pulling me into the television and then i would wake up, every single time. However one night i held onto my bedpost before going to bed, and in that one dream, she tried to pull me and i wouldnt budge, almost like my hands were now glued to the bedpost, she didnt get me that one night. I dont remember it happening ever again after that night. Was this paranormal? What was happening to me. It happened for years as a child and then all of a sudden it stopped after that night.

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