Understand My Dreams

Dreams rock

My dream was about some sort of plague or apocalpyse that had changed society as we know it. I can remember 4 parts of the dream 1. My group is staying in an abandoned house. I have a small backpack of stuff, and I'm packing it up while talking with other people in my group 2. My group is at a large cave. I see a little kid try to commit suicide by drinking detergent. This is the second time he's tried to do this. I stop him before he swallows more than a mouthful. I go out of the cave and see the group's doctor sitting at a white folding table. She is talking to a girl about how just because there's a lot of sickness doesn't mean she can give out free tissues. I ask the doctor whether I need to do anything else for the boy, and she says no. 3. I'm at a sandstone river gorge on the banks of a river that rushes over big rocks. I am talking with my little sister on the phone, and she says that her group cannot find much water and is rationing what they have and going thirsty. 4. I am in a car with my sister, who has joined my group. We are on a steep mountain road in the dark - maybe the Sawteeth at Yellowstone. A group of motor cycles pass by - only one motorcycle has working lights. I say that in the darkness, a motorcycle could be mistaken for a monster and shot.

I had a dream you and I were at Walmart. Amanda was with us too for some reason. She acknowledged my presence but paid no mind to it. Like she understood we were spending time together. We were playing around with fake swords until you stopped and told me you didn't want to be around her. So you took my hand and we started walking fast through different aisles to lose sight of her. She was angrily calling you name, but we ignored her and kept walking fast and hiding to leave he building without her. It got to a point she was yelling Bobby and you were annoyed. The next panel of my dream, you, jess and dad, and I were going to a restaurant for dinner. I was seated next to you. Across from me was my dad and across from you was jess. We were enjoying our meal next to an open window until we realized guard trucks pulling up. They started to fill the parking lot. The lights went out. At that point, we understood something was wrong and the restaurant was on lock-down. We couldn't leave because authorities were looking for someone deadly. So for some reason, everyone in the building aren't at tables anymore, but laying on the floor wrapped in blankets. It's dark and for some reason the light near our window worked but we had to turn it off. You're holding me as we're laying on the floor in a blanket and we're just looking out the window watching the guards search for the person. It's raining outside and we're just waiting. I'm scared and we eventually see a shadow of a figure outside our window. (Which now for some reason has two boards forming an "x" over the window) You immediately get up and sneak out of the room we're all laying in the grab a gun. I'm afraid that the man is right outside our window and I crawl under a table with the blanket to hide. The man crashes through the boards and starts yelling "I'm going to kill you all now" He starts shooting at a bunch of people and I'm scared for my life hiding under a table. You sneak into the room and you're looking frantically for me to make sure I'm okay. You're trying to get a good shot at the guy and you find me. So you hurry over to me and hug me and tell me "it's okay. I'll protect you Mandy. I love you." Next panel, the situation is over. The building is a mess. There are bloodied bodies scattered across the floor and debris everywhere. I don't know what happened to the shooter. You were rocking me in your arms and I asked where my dad was. You told me he was killed and I started crying loudly in your arms. I don't know what happened to jess. Then I woke up.

Standing on a beach with a small group. In the distance I noticed a group of children playing, and as I passed them I noticed one with a knife, sat among the rocks. The children began screaming that the lone child was bleeding and when I looked, the child was slitting it's wrists. I fought fight or flight before pushing myself to run and grab the child, screaming for help as I ran down the beach with the child in my arms. After help was received, the child became my pet cat.

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