I always dream of myself getting killed. Most often drowning. Sometimes being chased. I also see my funeral ceremony. One of my dreams have been haunting me for along time. I was in on board, on a ship. I saw one old lady directing me to a door. I opened it and saw that there was no path ahead of me, just the vast ocean. I looked to my left and right, saw people falling down from the same ship. I fell down just like them and drowned in the water. It was evening time in my dream. I saw the dream at a night time. But I did not get startled or got up from my sleep. And when I woke up I had this vague broken parts of the dream and I dont even remember that lady's face!!
I'm being chased through the woods on a back road one foggy evening. I don't know who or what is chasing me, but I'm terrified. I see a kid standing in the road, holding balloons. The kid knows I'm coming, but he still doesn't move. I swerve around him and lose control of my car. I crash through the trees to the left of the road and when I awake, I see that my car is total and trees are on fire...it's spreading fast. I crawl out of the car, half awake, half unconscious. I see a tall figure, but can't make him out. He bends down to me, mutters something, and then everything is black. That's when I wake up.
I went to a shop to recharge my cousin's mobile.at that time when i reached the shop the sky became clouded.I started my bike and about to go.but the rain started.so i went to a building there.heavy storm occurred then and a big tree collapsed.a coconut tree was oscillating as if it is going to fall.i saw this today during evening 4'o clock sleep
A little boy was always scared about his family dieing. His skin was pale white and he had dirty brown hair, he was really skinny, almost to the point where you could see his rib cage. He had different colored eyes for each family member, mom was red, dad was blue, sister was green and brother was yellow. When a family member died, his eyes went completely black. One cloudy and dark evening his eyes went completely black and he started getting really upset and scared. So he started self harming. He carved "enormous" on both of his cheeks, peeling the skin around those words, and wiped them really fast and hard with a rag. He had stitches everywhere. He cut off his left foot and attached a thin white rope from it to his neck. Out of no where one of my good friends, Rose, walked him, holding his hand, to a high white and gray pole, it had a little hole on the top of it where maybe a chain or something else could be hooked or tied to it. Rose and the little boy were both smiling and giggling while walking to that pole, once they got there, she help him tie his thin white rope to the hole at the top of the pole, and then he was hanged, with his left foot dangling. He died, smiling happily, and with Rose on the side just watching him with kind of a happy but sad little smile.
Snake bite on left hand in dream:
I was walking as like in the farm in the evening , it was very cloudy. I was walking and some lady was with me. Holding my right hand.
Suddenly I saw one little snake who was passing through n was jumping like. I told to that lady see how he is going.
And I was on my way n suddenly he can back n direct jump on my left hand n my hand was vibrated so badly.
That's it.
Actually I was returning from some holy place which was in some village.
Having had a few drinks one evening I had fallen asleep on Emma Hatton's sofa (no idea why) during the days when I had ridiculously long hair. Waking up in the morning, someone had shaved off all but one side leaving me with the king of all combovers. In my fury I naturally assumed Ben Holliday was to blame somehow and attacked him with a frying pan. Hordes of strangers start arriving at the house and Ming Dong helpfully cuts off the rest of my hair. For some reason bald me looks like Robert Loggia. I spend hours tracking down someone who can lead me to the person responsible. Eventually Laura Lemon agrees to show me to this persons house, but when we arrive we are at their wake and it turns out thy they have been dead for three days.
I dreamed I was with my younger sister we left the market in the evening I was carrying a create of raw eggs. I put the create of egg in a bag. I was walking along another market when the eggs fall down all broken. I move forward and saw my friend's mother giving a gift
It starts off as me and my friends having a good day and then around evening one of my friends tell me someones after me so i go to my friends house and hide in her basement and so they enter the house and come into the basement and where chest to chest and i have a knife near their ear and i told them i just wanted to talk and see why they where after me and who sent them and who they are but then we start fist fighting and then i end up slicing their neck one at a time
Franco, studied all evening for a psychology exam the following morning. That night, he dreamt that he copied test answers from a female classmate sitting nearby. In the dream, the psychology classroom was his 5th grade classroom, and the Proffesor, whine he addressed as Dr. Kramer in the dream, looked like his mom
At WEC leaving work for the evening. As I was walking out Scott D. saw me and ended his conversation to walk me to my car. We walked a block or so chatting until we reached the parking lot. Then, instead of my car being in the lot, the dream changed and I was actually riding w/him in his truck. As I reached for the door handle, David said 'I see you got the truck running'. I said yes..and then there were two white Ford trucks in the lot. I turned around, opened the passenger side door and David was there with his hand held out to help me in, there was mess all in the floor board, he helped me in and held my hand....(woke up)
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