Understand My Dreams

Dreams breath

I was at lake mead on a wood dock. Everybody was in the water so I thought I would jump in. The next thing I remember I was under the water it was very clear just a little murky. I could breathe the next thing I am cover in leeches and can feel sharp pains where there biting. Then I'm back on the dock picking and peeling them off. Once I pull the last one. I am trying to get off the dock, but I can't. There is a building that I can jump too but the only area looks to be a small box like room. I look down at the beach sand between me and the building and there are yellow and black alligators covering the sand. I jump and land in the box that then turns into like a church. The preacher is talking about there child that has no arms or legs. She is connected to like a swing and then begins to swing above us. We are then taken out of the room into a hallway that turns into a block party where I can't find my youngest child. I find him behind a door where there are stairs leading down that he is climbing up. I go to get him and then I am back in the parking lot looking for my car and wanting to find a place to get food.

My father recently passed away. I had a dream where I came home and he was sitting on the couch and my sister was there. I remember being angry and confused with her because I accused her with bringing him back to life. My dad was fully cognitive but still showed the same symptoms he had before his passing. There were some things I remember were different. He had a very short and rapid breath rate, he had uncontrollable bowel movements, and did not think he came back from the dead. I'm not sure why or how I thought my sister brought him back, but I do think my dad was aware of the fact he came back. For example, in my dream my dad, sister, and I were in the kitchen when the garage door popped open because my mom came back home from work. My dad opened the door and said "I'm back".

Me and my African American family where caucasion people. me and my friend were playing at his soccer goal. it was my turn to try and score a goal. but the ball hit him too hard in the head,and it killed him. I thought he was joking around, but I realized. he was actually dead. I got scared I didn't no what to do. I hid until night time came. so I ran home. I was nervous and breathing hard. my dad said its late young man, where have you been. I said ive done nothing, its fine. next day, cops knocked at the door telling my parents what happened. I ran downstairs saying it wasn't me I didn't mean to. I went to the boys house and his mom said "its okay I understand you didn't mean to". It was only me that saw him get up and say to me. its okay, they know you didn't mean to kill me.

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