Recent dreams containing kitchen page 6

We were out and you needed something from home so we swung by your house (cos you owned one). When we got there it was clear you were living with someone, then the girl walks in asks who i am and then you two semi get into it and you're like "shes not your business shes mine. And my business isnt your business anymore" and we go to leave. Then your friends and family are in the kitchen and we all end up having a bbq and partying until the early morning

I dreamed i was doing something in the kitchen and my daughter came and i got distracted and the knife fell out of my hand and sliced me between my finger. it stared bleeding and the knife dropped and i held the cut with my other hand.

I was in a warehouse taking to a Hispanic man and his son. I am handling a dead squid and proceed to chop its tentacles off with a kitchen knife. I look at the squid head then stare right into the squid beak.

I was in my house with the families of the hockey team is was on and we were playing board games in my moms kitchen and we took a break then we decided to go to a lot across the road to play board games we got a little creeped out at first because there was a really old guy dressed in all white clothing and he was wearing a white mask and then we decided to play boardgames anyway and then this talI white guy in a clown costume walked up and he looked scary and then this guy came up he was wearing all red and was wearing a red mask on and he was really fat and like they just started walking around in circles around us and we got really scared so I pushed the fat guy down the hill but he landed on my mom and almost took her down but then we ran away and went into my house and then we told Stephanie we said we have to Go and we all started running towards my house but I don’t know what happened to Stephanie and her son and me and my mom made it in my house we locked all the doors and like shut all the windows and we looked out there and the clown and the fat guy were walking around I don’t know what happened to the white guy and then we were there and I decided to look out the window again and then they were in the back of the house so I decided to go look and they were hiding behind the brick building and I decide to go get a knife from the garbage can and I fell and went the wrong way and it took me a long time and they start running after me I luckily made it up the stairs and in my house and we locked all the doors then we went into my room and we were in a cubbyhole we locked the door behind us we hid in the back and I woke up

I had a dream that I was in my grandparents old kitchen and I couldn’t remember where I worked or who I had been working for and I started freaking out asking my grandma and when she would try and explain it to me I couldn’t rmemeber

I had a dream with multiple false awakenings, at least 7. Each time I would notice something was off, or different or didn't make sense and I would then know I was in a dream and 'force' myself awake. However, each time the dream became more convincing and I developed a growing sense of panic and danger each time I failed to wake to reality. After one of the false awakenings I awoke (still dreaming) completely paralysed and terrified, I suddenly had the knowledge that something was very wrong and I should have been able to wake myself by now, or at least be able to move, and I knew that some-THING was keeping me asleep and trapped in dreams and that this thing was evil and it wanted me. I try to scream at this point to my mother and sister who are still awake downstairs but the noise hardly comes out, I force myself through sheer will and terror to drag myself from the bed and slowly crawl down the stairs (as my body still isn't properly working) and the further away from the bed I am, the more control over my body I exert. Finally I'm downstairs and I can stand again, I enter the living room and see my mother facing away from me in an old pink armchair we used to have. Her face when I try to look at it is obscured by shadow no matter how i tilt my head to look at her. It is then that I suddenly realise the old armchair and the rearranged furniture, a feeling like ice water goes down my spine and I realise without the shadow of a doubt that this THING isn't my mother, it just wants me to think it is. I said to it "You're not my mother" and I know that makes it angry and I can feel it asking why would I hurt my mother's (it's) feelings by saying such a cruel thing, but horrifyingly it didn't speak, I just knew what it said. I'm terrified by now, and i know this thing was the thing that was deliberately trapping me in the dream. I could see myself sleeping in the corner of the living room and I run to myself and start screaming at him/me to wake up and i keep shaking him/me. I start screaming "you have to wake up, wake up, wake up, IT won't let you, it won't let you go, it wants you, it's evil - you have to get out! it wants you while your vulnerable so you need to WAKE UP!" all the while i know the thing that looks like my mother is walking closer and closer behind me, and I just knew that if I turned around and looked at it's face this thing would be able to take me (I felt an overwhelming sense that the thing wanted to go inside of me and use my body while my mind was asleep and vulnerable to it). I can hear it making noises to try and scare me so that I would look at it, but I didn't. Eventually I'm screaming so much in my dream I can feel myself speaking in my sleep in reality, finally before the thing can touch me I at last woke up. This was one of the most terrifying dreams of my entire life, and to remember it in such detail is quite unlike me - it was so vivid that I had to have a walk after I woke up and tried to read something because i heard that you can't make sense of letters in dreams and I wanted to be sure it wasn't another false awakening. The really creepy thing though is that this dream of a dark entity trying to possess me (can't think of another word for it) by making me look at it has happened before. The rest of the dream from what I can remember was completely different, quite happy, no false awakenings. But the only part of the dream I 100% do remember is standing in the doorway from my kitchen to my living room and suddenly feeling like something evil and non-human was stood behind me and wanted to use my body. Like in this dream I knew that if i turned around the creature would be able to enter me, and I started pleading with myself (like talking to oneself, not pleading with another bodily incarnated version of myself like in the dream i described above) to wake up and I explained aloud to myself that this entity was trying to attack me in my dreams when my mind is vulnerable and so I had to wake up. Like in the dream above I became terrified and started crying and pleading to please wake up before it got me, unlike the dream I described above it actually touched me and put its hands on my shoulders and leaned in to breathe and whisper in my ear to try and scare me into looking at its face. I finally woke up sweating and crying with fear. What could these dreams mean? Why the recurrent theme of the entity? I am a logical man with little belief in spirits, entities and demons - BUT I do possess an open mind, could these dreams be more literal than metaphorical?

Kitchen

I was at there house and I knocked on the front door. There was no response. I went through the garage door into the house. I looked around the house of a while. I was trying to find the check that they owed me. I found it after a while by the kitchen sink. I went out the garage door to leave. I had one out of the two garage door shut. I nervously tried to shut the second door but I was messing up the code every time. It started to shut as I saw the mom pull into the driveway. I was shocked. The end.

I was in a home that i was not familiar with i kept going in and out of conscious i seen a girl not sure if she was causing harm to me or mad or helping but i fell to the ground and faded out. when i woke up i seen a cage with miniature cats or kittens then i got up walked to the door of a room then turned around and went into a kitchen when i turned around it was like i was floating my way around and i seemed happy then i got knocked to the ground somehow on my way to drink water

I was in a house of people that I don't know and along came a fox that started yapping at me, I couldn't understand and then someone brought me to this room where children were hanging on a clothes line in the kitchen and the infants were alive but the fat lady that was there acted like it was normal