Vision of deceased mother looking at me but not speaking
Standing in a corner not speaking
Speaking dog
Dream of deceased grandmother speaking in Hungarian and I understood her even though I don't speak it, warning me to look out for the tornado and take care of the cabbage
Speaking obscene language while sleeping
No speaking
Speaking of sleep, last night I had a dream that I had a slimy pet goblin dog that kept saying "hey little mumma lemme whisper in yo ear" and also scientists used a picture of me on TV to prove that humans are closely related to goats
I was in my family home speaking with my father. The electricity goes out and it gets dark. I see bears all in the yard. I am scared. I learn someone has hired a hit man to try to kill my father. I go into the bathroom and look out the window.I tell my father of this and we hide in the bedroom. We hear someone approaching. It is night and dark. My dad walks towards the noise, while I run to the closet. In the closet, I find a lighter in my pocket. I use it to light some paper and a white t-shirt on fire and attach it to a stick. The attacker approaches my father. It is a hybrid human bear. I run forth with the fire and throw it at the bear.
Four o'clock comes. Leaving me in dry sweats accompanied by uneasy breathing. I find myself searching the room as if this man were still in my presence. The strong, yet easy echo of his words still ringing in my ears. Disoriented I lay there unwilling to move, welcoming the cool breeze of the fan as it caresses my face. "Come with me, I'll show you the way" I couldn’t see his face, but there was a hint of a smile to his voice. His hand extended towards mine. As I lay sprawled on the floor with no clear memory of how I had gotten there. I was beaten, and I was afraid. Cautiously I looked for him, but still only found his hands - "But, I cant see you." I stated. "You don’t need to, just trust me." He replied. Our hands meet with some confusion, but he draws me towards him with impressive strength. This is where i wake up. My blood rushing from adrenaline, it was comfortable, and dangerous in one. For when gentle sins meet one another, worlds collide.
when he starts speaking is where my dream starts, the part I remember anyway.
And the last sentence I swear that I heard his same melodic voice whiper it to me after I had already woken. Also, it might help you know that I lucid dream, most of the time unwilling,
I've had a few dreams of my crush over the few mnths but i once dreamt that he was shorter, with a crooked nose and last night i dreamt that i'd overheard him speaking to other people in his usual voice and then when he spoke to me, it was a foreign voice- not his? What does this mean?
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