Understand My Dreams

Dreams hanging

I was in an old house walking thru the rooms. The house was empty, yet I felt i was being watched. There were beautiful, old works of art scattered around, yet each one seemed alive watching me. After a while I went into a smaller room to find an ornament hanging in the chimney. It was a glass case with the head of a baby inside, but as I looked, the eye sockets were empty. One eye burned blue in the middle of it's skull, & as it saw me approach, the head swivelled round to reveal a distorted face with a mouth uttering strange noises like shrieks. It seemed to want to burst out of it's glass case to join me, but was not fully developed. very disquieting . at that point I woke up fortunately! any ideas?

I was outside a building and my friend from high school was there and I saw her baby boy who was splashed with filthy water from on top of the building by some stranger. I go over to the baby boy and pick him up and take him to a baby changing stand to clean the baby up. I ask for water from my friend to help clean her baby, and she comes back with yellow tinted water. I use the water, pouring it over the child and not only did the mess over the baby boy wash away but his physical appearance change where his hair turned blond and his dark eyes change to bright blue ones. I ask for better water and my friend goes and brings back clear water but this time inside the water there are bugs floating inside. I tilt the best I can to give the baby something to drink without the bugs going into his mouth.

My dream was short and to the point. I open my eyes to see myself standing inside of a changing booth at the mall, but as I look toward the mirror in my booth, I see myself as a woman. I am there with some random friends who are also in this booth telling me how my outfit looks. As this happens, I pull out my phone to take a picture of myself in the mirror. However, once the camera app opens I am unable to see myself in the camera and the background vanishes and it’s only me, a mirror, and my booth; with all my friends gone. I attempt to take the photo, and as this happens, the dream begins to fade and the woman I was no longer had a face.

Mom, sister and I on the car driving home from sisters softball game. We kept hitting bumps so we turned back around. We then realized the were dead bodies on the road. We turned around again then we could see them hanging from the trees. There was a man standing in the distance not moving. Then he starts shooting at us. I just lay my head against the door trying to seem like I was dead. I could hear his foot steps coming closer. They stop and he's just pointing the gun at me. He shoots and I wake up in a panic.

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