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A boy who has a girlfriend started kissing my stomach then my face and his girlfriend appeared behind him and was staring at me blankly, I wasn't kissing back, but he continued to kiss my forehead, nose, cheek, chin, and next to my mouth but never did kiss me on the lips but when he almost kissed my lips his girlfriend said something and he stopped and they left together holding hands and she stared me down and they went through a door and that's when I woke up.

I and my sister are in a Bush lost.some one helps us and fly us to a save place with flowers outside and two women and a man are playing us a song outside while we sleep. I wake up and see one of their face and they disappear

All I remember is a big strong happy man with a beard holding a little girl in his arms, which appeared to be his daughter because they were both laughing. Even though they were happy, when I woke up I felt a little sad because it reminded me of my dad and me, so that was kind of a bummer.

It's a nightmare. I'm in my drive way and my family is inside and i cant get in. So I'm pounding on the door yelling and screaming and the won't let me in. I hear cracking in the woods, and a man appears. He says something in a language i don't understand. And all these wolves start attacking me, mauling me biting me! It's horrible and he says something again and I'm just left there to die.

I saw broken idol of lord ganesha also i was cutting cake which while cutting appeared the shape of lord ganesha what does this mean

Thorn bushes white thorns death castle villa big house black man disappears no help pictures candle light breaks in pieces numbers 666 sex evening party julie i carry her chris is at my place julie sits on me and we kiss snog on the couch

The dream started with me standing at the entrance to a forested park with some friends. When I learned that we were about to partake in a scavenger hunt, I was very excited as I knew this park well and announced that I had done scavenger hunts here before and knew all the good hiding spots. (I use the term "scavenger hunt" because that is what it was called in the dream, even though we didn't have a list to follow and were basically just looking for hidden items, more like an Easter egg hunt.) I started out feeling very confident that I had an advantage and would be able to find everything easily. I looked in all my usual spots but was surprised to find that I wasn't having a lot of luck. I stumbled upon a collection of carefully laid out bones which looked a bit like the remains of a very large bird but the impression in my mind was that they were dinosaur bones. At this point my understanding was that we were hunting for light-coloured rocks so I picked a few out of the bones and put them in a paper bag that I was carrying. Then I noticed another, much smaller, collection of bones nearby which precisely resembled the larger arrangement. Next I got down on my hands and knees to peer inside a hollowed out section of a tree stump and discovered a few more rocks close to the opening to add to my bag. I could see a deeper part of the hollow further back and, mostly unconcerned about insects and cobwebs, I reached my hand into the darkness. Suddenly an animal poked its snout out at me. It took me a minute to realize it was a bear, and then I noticed a small white ceramic bear figurine on a smaller stump nearby. That is when I realized my current strategy of assuming that whoever had done the hiding would have put things in the same spots I would think to look was not going to get me anywhere, and that in fact he had left clues in the form of smaller versions of the things I really needed to look at. The next thing I noticed was a large shrub with two conspicuous cuts on its branches which resembled small tree stumps. Convinced this was another clue, I told everyone in my group that we should look for two tree stumps standing next to one another. At this point I encountered some skeptical resistance to my theory that the hider was leaving small clues for us and it was also starting to get dark so everyone wanted to quit and go home but I eventually convinced them to keep searching. We all looked around for a while until I found two stumps on the backside of a knoll. Again, I got down on my hands and knees and peered through the space between them. I spotted some sparkly things which I retrieved and put in my bag, but I could see that there was much more in the area behind them so I worked on trying to find a way to get there. Around the left hand side of the stumps was a barbed wire fence which I tried to climb over but the barbs proved to be too much of an obstacle so I covered them with a piece of something like paper or cloth. This was still too challenging so I continued further around the enclosure until I found a tiny opening that I could squeeze through. Once inside, the space appeared to be a small corral, fenced or walled in at all sides with a dry, dusty dirt floor and mostly covered with low tree boughs. Here I found many treasures, some out in the open and some located within hidden corridors whose openings were not apparent unless I looked very carefully. There were sea shells, trinket boxes, costume jewellery, carabiners and keychains, crystal and rubber balls, a huge stash of leatherwork that my sister had created, candy, pencil crayons, and long-forgotten toys that I had owned and played with as a child. At one point I discovered a series of three small silver triangles, all linked together in a chain, which were intended to be lined up like a puzzle ring and worn on one's finger. When I found this particular item, somehow I knew that Rob (my soulmate) had left it there as a gift for me. There were so many wonderful things to collect that I ran out of room in my paper bag and was struggling to hold them all in my arms or to decide which things to leave behind. By this point the members of my group had evolved to include several children, plus my sister, who was trying to convince me to hurry up or quit so we could go home before it got too dark. She explained that we needed to divide all the loot up amongst the children and let them choose one by one which items they wanted to keep for themselves, but I argued that it would take too much time because there were so many things that had been found, plus there were nostalgic items from our childhood that she wouldn't want them to take anyway. I said it was better for us to just take everything home with us, sort through and divide it all up as equally as possible and then give each of the children a bag of treasures in the morning. Somehow at this point the dream changed scenes and I was no longer in the forest but standing indoors near a concession stand of some sort. It may have been a coffee counter or a bakery. There were many people lined up for their turn at the register but I didn't want to get to the counter; I was trying to get to the wall of post office boxes behind it. I squeezed my way past the line up and the counter which I had to push out of the way a little, and then opened up the door to my mailbox. Though the opening was small, the space inside was vast, and I could see that there were quite a few letters to collect. Most of them were flyers or envelopes addressed to my workplace but I kept hoping that there would be something fun for me as well, like a hand-written letter from a friend. As I looked around inside the box, I could see that some old letters from years ago had fallen through cracks or lodged themselves in the seams around the edges so I worked on getting those free. I couldn't reach a lot of the envelopes toward the back because the box was so huge, and as I struggled to get them, a person suddenly appeared in the space, presumably having climbed through a large opening at the back. She was about my age, with long dark hair and dark eyes and she began collecting all of the mail that I could not reach and passing it to the front of the compartment for me. She started to talk about her father and how he used to work with me. I said, "Oh, I didn't know I had worked with your dad; I thought your father was the man on TV, the spiritual leader." She explained I was mistaken, but I still couldn't place her actual father in my memory so I asked her for his name. She wasn't sure and said it was one of two names but couldn't remember which. (She said two actual names in the dream but I can't recall now what they were.) I asked, "Well, what is his last name?" and thought she replied, "Mar". I said, "Oh, that's funny, I have a cousin whose middle name is Mar. Is yours spelled the same, or is it M-A-R-R?" She said, "No, not Mar, my name is Guar." "Really, Gwar, like the metal band?", I asked. "No," she said, "G-U-A-R".

I dreamt around 2 .04am me n my mom went for a gathering many people age of 30 + n above my husband appeared with paper n pen starting taking interview then he dissappered soon i saw water getting filed in ground floor no way to go hotle people sucked water through heavy pipe saw dead bodies(10)both adult n children after evacuating water me n mother came down to much heavy rain gate closed im thinking about my elder son saw my co worker then sun rise n again darkness t

I was fishing on a boat at Lake Anna and then I got a huge bite. I started to real in really fast, but when I lifted up the hook, a rabbit was there. The hook wasn't in the rabbit, it just seemed to magically appear. the rabbit was soaking wet, so I picked it up and it then started to panic and kick me which scratched my arms. I woke up to find scratch marks on my arm that I got from a later date.

I'm driving in a car with my husband and there are two tigers chasing us. They start out walking slowly towards us, then start running towards us in the car. My husband and I are arguing in the car about moving to a house we haven't even seen, he tells me that we need to move to it and I say we don't move when we've not even seen the house. The car won't go any faster, one tiger leaps lands on the roof of the car and jumps over the car and disappears around the corner on the road. The second tiger continues to follow us then disappears. We stop at a store I try to call 911 and the phone jumps out of my hand and smashes to pieces. I have another phone in my hand but I cannot seem to dial the right number no matter how hard I try. I can no longer see the tigers but I sense they are there and there is danger to me and my husband.