Posted on: 2015-05-01 by Guest

I stay at home and look after the children

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-06-08 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-05-01 by Guest

What sort of music do you like?

Posted on: 2011-02-10 by Guest

Last night I dreamt that i was on a boat headed towards an undiscovered territory in the water. There was a very lengthy, but not tall, dam that had an opening in it. We (me and my mother and my friend from school) went thru the opening and found a beautiful little town that had been deserted. The town was on land, and it looked as if there were people living there, but they were nowhere to be found. We found a house to relax in and at night, when we were getting ready for bed, there was a knock on the door. It was a very large and scary looking robot. He kidnapped me and gave me some sort of drug that made me do everything I was ordered to. I felt drowsy but I was conscious. I was taken to a room where people who were drugged just like me were slitting the throats of people and slicing open these human torso's while the people were still alive and removing their hearts. The hearts were then put on silver platters with oysters and caviar. It was apparent that these were being served as delicacies. Not sure where the platters went after they were ready, since I was kept in the room. I, then, was given a lobotomy in order to forget what had happened that night and then sent home. Fortunately I was able to remember some of what happened and told my mother and my friend about it at the house. They laughed and did not believe me until the following night my friend and I were both kidnapped and sent thru the same process. all I kept thinking was "I need to escape and I need to save my friend and my mother" but I felt like it was impossible. Like I needed to keep doing what I was doing so that I would be safe and these robots wouldn't hurt me. I cant remember exactly where in the dream I woke up, but my eyes burst open.

Posted on: 2011-05-30 by Papiyo28

Last night i was dreaming that the mother of a friend of mine, a small old lady, always made up, very feminine picked up an electric guitard and started to play some Brian Adams on it, then it was AC/DC, she rocked the night away, then got up with her knees togeter like a lady and said in a soft voice, excuse me i need to go powder my nose... IMD



Posted on: 2015-05-27 by Guest

I'd like to order some foreign currency

Posted on: 2014-11-07 by dreamcatcher23

I was at the house of my great grandmother. It was old. I found a book that talked about the ark of covenant. It had maps. A girl appeared. She tried to take the journal from me. I found a secret letter in the from door of the house. I ran away. I was at the palace of versailles in search of the ark. I found a replica but it had very old documents. I never found it.

Posted on: 2016-03-01 by khlayfon

Last night i found myself in UK the country i like the best IMD

Posted on: 2015-09-28 by Guest

Am Leo from Nigeria .. Three times in two months I have had the same dream , I dreamt of fire just like hellstones falling from the sky,people with this mark on their hands ,some cutting theirs off..the second dream was kinda similar but not too clear. The third one which I had daybefore yesterday being Sunday was small rockets falling from the sky ,hitting the earth here I saw myself in front of my veranda I was nearly hit by one ryt b4 I woke up.

Posted on: 2015-06-28 by Guest

So my dream was that there were terrorist attacks. I live in the attic of my house so I have the big windows, they were open and suddenly a bullet flew through the gap and hit the wall above my head. I crouched slightly, a few other shots missed. Then there was a pause for around an hour and my dad came up. I asked him whether lying on the floor under my desk would shield me from getting shot, and he told me it was possible. After he left the gunshots started again. Faster this time. Rapid. They were puncturing every single wall in my bedroom. I lurched for my desk and tumbled underneath it to safety. But doing this I am shot right in my stomach; the bullet hit nothing lethal, but it sure was painful. Day 2: There was a van outside my neighbours house that I've never seen before. Out hopped a jolly looking, largely sized, blonde haired woman in typically touristic attire. Alongside her was a mischievous looking brunette teen, her son. The pair knocked on number 5's door and spoke to them for a little bit, then out of the blue they are tying their hands together and carelessly throwing them into the back seats of the van. They started to head towards number 2, my house... 'Sir I am telling you, you will come with us or you will die, your little girl has already been shot. We are trying to help you' the woman exclaimed to dad at the door. We all reluctantly walked forward into the drive and dad clearly did not want to go with them after what they did to the people of number 5. 'I'm sorry but we really do not need your aid, thankyou' The woman's face unexpectedly morphed into the face of a murderer, and she started pacing towards me. She grabbed my arm and teased 'well, looking at the size of her puny arms, I don't think we're missing out on much!' She pulled a knife from her pocket and slowly edged it towards my thin and weak arm that was locked in her grip. She slit each of my wrists and continued to slit all across the top of my right arm. This woman was evil, and she wanted nothing but to take our family away and devour us.

Posted on: 2015-11-15 by Guest

Last night I had a weird dream about my grandad. I was in my parents room which is a medium to small room, and I was taking cover behind the bed. My grandad was on the opposite side of the bed smiling but behind him wasn't the bathroom or walls, it was like an opening into a void o blueness, like a sky. It was all in slow motion an he kept throwing these objects at me and I dodged every single one of them. The objects were small grenade like things a sit had a trail I a different colour when he threw it at me. It stopped eventually and he came close and smiled at me. What does this mean or am I going insane? -anonymous teenage boy IMD

Posted on: 2016-04-02 by Guest

Last night Plz help me. I just awaken from a vivid dream. So on my dream I woke up. The lights were off, I was in my room. I got scared reached for the remote to my Tv it didn't turned on. The I hit the light switch and no light. I open the door my parents and brothers were not home. Then I opened the door to go outside. When I saw a man peeked his face at me. He walked towards me. Said no don't leave I. Had a panic attacked tried to get outside but I couldn't. The man grabbed me. And boom blackout. Then I woke up unable to move. (Woke up in my bed,I was still in my dream) I felt pain near my kidneys. A sharp object about to open my skin to get my kidney (left kidney) I prayed for the lord to help me. The I started to get strength. Turned over. And I waked up. This time fully awake. What does this mean enyone plz help?. IMD

Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-06-07 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

Have you got a telephone directory?

Posted on: 2015-12-19 by CrookedlyBent

I just had the saddest, happiest dream I've ever had. It was really intense for me to wake up. I cried when I was awake, for one because I was extremely sad it wasn't real, but also because I realized some very sad aspects of the dream. Wow. I am emotionally stressed right now. So, a majority of the dream was actually pretty depressing, but the ending for me was very uplifting. And also sad. It's complicated. So, as an atheist now-- I've thought long and hard about this stuff, and I can now very surely say that I am an agnostic atheist-- I have been very distressed and depressed about death, and mortality. The whole realization of the low probability of an afterlife has made me extremely upset, scared, and sad for myself and for everyone that I love. I don't want to disappear, and I don't want my friends or family to disappear. This has been very, very scary for me. Anyway, so the BEGINNING of my dream is...odd. And hard for me to remember. What I definitely know is that people were dying, and that I'd seen it before. And it was very creepy. I'm recalling some of it now. I recall a very specific scene in which I witnessed a death, which everyone called a murder. In fact, the woman who had supposedly killed a guy had been trying to prevent his death, and this had been the second time recently she'd been mistaken for killing another. I can't remember the first, but this time that I saw personally, the woman was chasing a man across the street, trying to get him to stop running (I believe that he was scared of her, perhaps because of her first 'murder'), and he was brutally hit by a car. I believe the first death was in a nearby parking lot, in a struggle between the woman and someone attacking her. I don't remember how he died. Anyway, I had seen all of this before, I just hadn't been there personally. I know three deaths-- the two 'killings', and one from a nervous man who committed suicide on the train tracks. Now, I was standing right in the middle of it all (The surrounding area was quite bleary. I was on a bit of a platform leveling off an incline before the ground ascended again. At the very bottom, not too far, in a bit of a valley, was a very speedy highway full of bulky vehicles. To my right was an old, rarely visited gas-station-store type building with a parking lot out front, and a little ways up the hill were train tracks. It's kind of weird, because my vision of this area was not consistent. When I was not near them or paying them any attention, the train tracks were just there, without any nearby structures. But then they gained a fancy, more modern (yet small) little station in which to play out scenes when I needed them to. The station was curved, with a big window facing the valley. The single train track ended inside, to the left, in a dark and creepy little platform area with little room and several doors (which I never opened). It was a bit like a closet, an unused back area that only had trains appear when they were necessary for the 'plot'). So, anyway, where I was inserted into all of this, the first incident in the parking lot had already occurred, and it was too late for me to save the man on the road, as I was a ways away. However, I had my phone with me, and I think I recorded a video, or took some pictures, or something, because I treated it as some sacred piece of evidence for the woman's clearance. Though there were other investigators on the prowl, I was the only one of them to have this tape, and I was determined to report it myself. I paired up with the nervous man of whom I'd previously seen kill himself, and we tried to keep my phone away from other curious detectives. I did this in order to distract the nervous, unstable man from suicide. However, the guy wasn't exactly the greatest partner. He was greedy and self-centered, and it was hard to keep him on track. And I realized something much too late. If you save someone from death, then another person will take their place. In the back, lonely corner of the train station, the one place where the trains would go, I found my brother (though he didn't look much like my brother), standing by the train tracks. I realized what he was going to do, and started trying to beg him out of it-- but he jumped onto the tracks, and immediately a train swept in and ran him down. The next moments are a bit fuzzy, but I believe through either an accident or my own depression of my brother being gone that I ended up on the tracks myself, and was promptly killed. I 'awoke' in a gray, dark, misty version of the train area. It was like some sort of limbo place, where I couldn't leave. I got a distinct feeling of déjà vu, and remembered having been here before I'd witnessed the three deaths previously. I wondered if I would have to repeat watching, reviving, and attempting to save the three over and over again. I was also scared, and unhappy. I didn't want this to be my world when I died. I didn't want to have to reside in this ti

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

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Posted on: 2016-05-20 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-04-30 by Guest

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Posted on: 2011-12-16 by Guest

i just had my very much loved dog put down after he had a heart attack.and i now have a vivid dream were he is at my bed side trying to get in the covers with me as he did in life from time to time .but in the dream when i reach out to touch him he turns white and then vanishes .when i wake up i have been crying and i get up to see were he is as if he was still alive this is very distressing to me as i miss him so much as he was such a big part of my life .can any one give me any light on this .thanks Stuart whyte .

Posted on: 2015-06-22 by Guest

*Every day I wake up in the morning and fall back asleep. In a dream about something random to then be put into a scary nightmare (kinda).* I was in the back seat next to my sister, both parents in the front driving. I heard a very loud trumpet/yell noise, and saw what seemed to be a dragon from where I was, in the sky, but what turned out to be Jesus looking like he was santa on a slay with deer in front of him. *I've been trying to turn to God every day, trying to be born again and increasing my faith. I know the way to heaven, and once I am saved I am going to share it with my family.* So I tried to when I realized what was going on. It was the day Jesus was returning. I yelled at my family, to tell them to accept Jesus as their Lord and Savior and believe God resurrected him on the third day. As soon as I tried to say this, my ears and voice disappeared. They couldn't hear me, and I couldn't hear anything. Since I thought Jesus was doing this to me, because no one will be saved right before he comes (possibly) I used charades, and they were getting the first few words because I could only hear them say those words and nothing else. But what came after those words scared me to death. I saw a giant hand, looking as if it was made of smoke, but people were flying into it in the air, it looked like it was going to smack down on the ground, as if it were going to kill the people in the hand, or using them as a weapon. I didn't know if the righteous would go and make up the hand, or the unrighteous. I saw it out the window and paused for a moment, dad still driving straight on the highway, and no sound going into my ears. I was pulled from the car, and sucked into the hand. *End, really happened after days of praying to God to give me a sign of what would happen in the end times. Not saying this is going to happen, just I believe I received something from him.*

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

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Posted on: 2013-03-17 by Guest

Last night I had a dream about the ghostface from scream. Me and my mom and sister were at a restaurant and we were whispering because two Asian girls were looking at us strangely. One of them spoke up and said, "We're not listening to you, you don't have to whisper." Then some creepy music like the theme to the Exorcist started to play. I had the knife from my plate in my hand since I thought something was going to happen to us. All of a sudden the ghostface started coming into the entrance, but he was walking. He had a really sharp knife in his hand so I held mine up, but it was weird since he hadn't killed anyone yet and wasn't running or anything. He walked up to me and just stopped. I tried to stab him in the heart but, just like a lot of my dreams, I just couldn't move my hand. He took his knife and tried to stab me in the back. I leaned against the back of my chair but his knife was making it so I couldn't. I still couldn't move so I just stayed still. The knife started going into my back, then my vision went dark and I woke up. IMD