Understand My Dreams

Dreams kitchen

First, it started out that I was Harry Potter and it seems to me it was the 7th year, no Voldemort around. I was learning to find out the true story on Dumbledore's death and that he was a zombie ever since he wore that ring that made his hand black. Snape explained he was already dead before he fell to the ground. Suddenly, I was dealing with psycho lady with her power. I was one of the powerpuff girls. We were trying to drag her up the mountain and distracted her as much as possible. Of course, we were fighting against her and trying to get her to stop trying to kill us. She ended up having her weapon going against her and it killed her. The next thing we knew was her son used repetitive karate skills attack.He tried to be more on the escape with us and we managed to drag him. He was powering down his energy of fighting once we got up to the mountain. He wouldn't sleep, though. I somehow became Danny Phantom and tried to use use my Cryonkinesis power to ice the boy down to sleep. Times flew by, I turned into the boy with all that karate moves and tried to attack violently to escape. I had to go back to do something, but others were following me. They caught me and waited for me to calm down. I looked around in the room I was held in and it was a kitchen. I knew it wasn't a kitchen before and saw two people. Erik and me, only older.We were like 10 years older, but we were so close and laughing happily. Erik and me had a friend in this time world - who seems to be a chef. The chef was friendly with me - I was still that karate violent kid. He was telling me how long I have been asleep for. I didn't believe him, but everything was much more futuristic stuff. Erik explained that I slept in for 140 years, and so did they - Erik and me. Of course, I noticed my body and how my hips/waists were wider. It meant I was pregnant in the past. Erik and me used to be together, but had a child? It even looked like I was pregnant again in this time. They knew I'd wake up in this time because Winter is no longer existing on this mountain.

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I had a dream that I was at my old school today and had my last year teachers. I was not supposed to go there. I would go to class and all. I would lie and hide why the teachers wouldn't know I was not supposed to be there. Whenever I left one class I saw fights and all. I hung out with my friends. When I got on the school bus, my friend sat beside me. On the way home, the roads were bad and weather. Whenever the bus got to my street the bus driver asked me to help a someone get into his house and it was an old man. I helped him in and when I went out I heard a crying similar to a baby cry and I had saw that the bus had left me but I went back inside to make sure it was not the old man and when I saw him, he was sitting in the kitchen at a table. I asked if he had been crying and he held up his hand that had a ring on it. I went outside and it was raining so I put a jacket over my head and I had a short jacket on already. Before I started walking down the road a light blue van passed. As I was walking down the street to go home, it stopped raining. I ended up walking back into a classroom. I saw my sister and my friend friend. I sat down beside my friend and she told me that my other friend had this word search yesterday. I looked down and I saw a word search on my desk with my name on it. I fount one word. Then the dream ended.

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I stabbed a stranger, I don’t remember why but he was in our yard. I killed him and I felt it, I felt his blood splatter my face, the warmth as I stabbed and stabbed and ripped open his chest. My husband was with me, not stopping me nor helping, Just watching me. I dragged his body over the lawn of this beautiful house I do not live in but I sort of did you know? The grass was freshly cut and covered in dew, even though it was midday in summer, It wasn't hot. It wasn't cold enough for dew either. I put him in the garden shed, He was dead by now. I went along and cleaned the grass off, not with a hose but endless tissues as if it were fine carpet. My older sister, which I don't have comes home. Her husband and her kids all have no faces, Just black. Daughter 3, Brown curls and pigtails. Son unknown, I saw nothing. Husband roughly 40, Dark hair. My older sister was a short, stumpy fat blonde, I have seen her before, I know this because she had a face. My husband and I were in our room, Which looked more like the intensive care unit in the Mental Health section of the hospital, It was empty and dark but I knew it was white. My sister walked in she brought sudden light to the room and asked me how I was. I told her good but she wasn’t satisfied and continued to ask questions, but the one thing she didn’t ask about and that I was sure she would, was why there is blood all over me. Was this a normal look for me? I told her, I told her how I killed a man and he was in the back shed, No one particularly cared except my sister, not even the children. She was so shocked, she asked me for the weapon and I had forgotten what I had used. Turns out it was some old dagger with what looked to be a big chicken bone as the handle, strange. I ended up stabbing her to death after catching a glimpse of the weapon. No one was bothered by my second killing, I suppose she did look like a nagging twat. My husband was known for the bad things he had done in the past, He has a reputation around here, He killed a man with his own two hands, He went to jail and broke out, disappeared for ten years, Turns out he was on the other side of the world working in a kitchen, Not a regular kitchen. drugs. He spoke for the first time that day and simply said for me to “Stop it”. “There’s already two dead, what’s left to stop”? I said to him tauntingly “I’m calling the police and you aren't going anywhere”. He shouted I continued to explain how bad this could look for him also, I cut my arm with the weapon and smashed a beautiful vase across my head and proceeded to hug him transferring most of the blood and slipping the knife into his pocket. I pulled out the cell and dialed for the police, I told them my husband was trying to kill me and he was already killed two, gave them the address and hung up. I kissed him and walked out of the house laughing hysterically.

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I was sleeping in bed with Paul Martel. I looked up at an open door. Then I was walking down a street with Tom. We came up to his house and there was 2 corvettes in the driveway that belonged to his friends. He told me he couldn\t do something with me and told me to go to the kitchen when we get in. We entered the house and 2 of his friends, his brother and father were there. He introduced me, then I hugged his dad and went to the kitchen to make a coffee..tom came in shortly after and ate something and he looked uneasy. He sent me out to get something. It did not make sense..he wanted me to go get something similar to 5o shades of grey which he called 2o shades... I left and walked down a hill through puddles then had to climb through a little waterfall into a tunnel. I climbed the tunnel although there were tight spots. At the end of the tunnel, |Jeanette bosch was there. then there was a road I walked down. when I got to an intersection there was snow. My mom was there. the intersection was hyway 58 and nigara falls rd. at the dam.

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