Recent dreams containing witch page 5

I dreamnt beating the witch woman who is tormenting my life with two big sticks and as she was trying to beat me with her hands but they weren't reaching me, as i kept on beating her she was changing faces

I was walking around Neverland, but it was a town, and it had houses and banks and stuff. All the lost boys were gone, but I some how knew pan and I missed him so I wanted to try and find him. I couldn't find him as we walked around a naborhood with my family (mom, brother, aunt, all four cousins) and I heard my mom whispering to my aunt talking about how there was said to be a powerful being trapped in one of the houses. I saw the biggest house and remembered something-I don't know what I remembered- and I rushed towards it. I opened the door and ran to the living room which was the center of the house and look around trying to find a hidden jail cell or something. I look close to the front of the room and there's a ledge with what looks to be a door. I ran to it and tried to open it, but then I heard my mom yelling not to go see him. I kept trying to get it open then I saw a twisty switch- you know the ones that you use for a hose- and I twisted it. I stepped back expecting pan to appear, but he didn't. I walked closer and breathed in the gas that was released and I fell to the ground unconscious. Everything goes black then little by little my vision comes back, but I'm not where I used to be. I stand up and look around then pan appears. And I run up and try to hug him, but he steps back making me realize he's till mist and not really there even though he is. He told me that I shouldn't had come because my mom will get me in trouble, and how he wasn't worth it. I denied it all and we just sat and talk for hours, but when the gas wore off a bright white flash covered my eyes and I ameditaly back on the floor of the house, not understanding what had just happened, and why I wasn't talk to pan anymore. I run back to my house seeing as it was late outside. My dad was home and asked where I was, and I said i was out with a friend and he let me go to bed. The next day I wake up around noon, and jump out of bed all ready for the day. I rush downstairs and storm through the door eager to see pan again. I run through our yard and cut straight the middle of "town" to get to his house. I run up his yard and rush into his house. Slide into my knees and turn the switch. Still on the ground I take a deep breath and loss consciousness again. We talk for every again and I wake up the same way. I flop onto my back think about how much trouble I'm going to be in, then I stand up walk out and lock the door so no one can hurt the gas thingy. The rest of the day I run through the woods with my cousins and mom and aunt. Around linner time my family walks around the neighborhood and I ask to stop and look at the house that pan "lives" in they let me and tease me for likening a monster like pan. I shake my head shyly and walk in through the back door-through the door next to the garage. I repeat the process as before, but this time while I'm talking to pan I her my moms voice saying. "I'm going to set this[an alarm clock] up so she will wake up and never be able to go see HIM again."

I was with this guy, don't know who he is. But he had a brother that had a gun and was trying to shoot me. He succeeded and shot me 3 times before I went under the deck. Then the place switched into being in my red shed. The guy I was with was there and same with his brother that was trying to shoot me. For some reason we turned our backs to him and the brother grabbed a glass bottle and tried to hit it over my head but the guy I was with caught him and took the bottle and threw it away. I had this dream before but the guy I was with hit it over his head and kills his own brother. For some reason, in the that time, I turn the the guy I was with and that very conversation with him, he knew I was talking about my other dream in the same dream. Then the scene changed again, and my brother was the one with the gun. I tackled him, took the gun away and carried him on my shoulders. I was crying and was yelling at my brother that he ruined our family. Then there was a plane the gun shots I had took over and I fell. The guy I was with ran to catch me and told me everything will be fine. It went black and those words echoed in my head. Then I woke up from my dream. Don't know if this helps but I am a girl.

I dreamed I told my pastor and his son I no longer wanted to do a ministry program because they always do it last minute. I also said that when his son yelled at my mom that negatively impacted my family and I began to cry. Then the pastors son started to cry. Soon after I felt triumphant and my youth pastor drove me and two others to a store. We went to get a watermelon. The scene switched and now I was walking waiting to be picked up to go to the beach. But there was a severe sand storm. I finally arrived at a theme park and I was doing a tour. Some people freaked out because there was a huge spider and someone stepped on it.

Witch dirty baby blood

We were battling against a witch and we were trying to get my brother and sister out of the spell they were trapped in

This morning before I woke up I had a dream that a big fluffy Monarch Butterfly landed on my finger and I watched it, it was so pretty.. then it started flying off and came back and landed on my forehead @ my hairline.. then it got stuck in my hair and I was trying to gently nudge it out but it was stuck. There were a bunch of people standing around watching, but nobody would help me get the butterfly out! So I had to gently try to guide him out of my hair and I accidentally pulled his wings off and the body was dead but twitching and tangled up in my hair. I was so upset and nobody would help me get the dead butterfly out of my hair… then wings just melted into my hands

Black witch nun

I have had the same type of dream since I was young. It starts with me waking up, in a bed that's not mine but still familiar. A man, his face obstructed, sleeps next to me. He is warm, I feel safe near him. He wakes up and suddenly I remember why we must hide our love. It's always a different reason. But the danger remains. I try to convince him to leave, I tell him I'm not worth his death. He dismisses my fears. However soon, another man, this one dark and cold kills my love in front of me. He offers me a choice, love me or die. I would rather die than be with him. He always kills me in a horrible and painful fashion. My death always has different excuse; witch, traitor, whore. I wake up feeling my wounds.

It was Christmas eve and we had a knock on the door and something that looked like a witch came in after eating dinner my family and witch went outside into the garden where the witch asked me to try a show on that she had in her pocket and when I did I died