Posted on: 2019-01-25 by Guest

I was in class with people I used to know in high school, but my teacher recently had that come into my life 4 years after I left these people was teaching my class. We were discussing a topic when my phone rang, my mom told me that my dad was being questioned about this mass killing at a mall. I didn’t think anything of it and continued on with listening to my instructor. A girl with the latest we “Apple TV” shows me this contraption, and I’m cycling through the channels. Another girl in my class has to leave because she knew one of the killers and had to leave. My instructor started to show the killings to the class, it’s was a massacre! People were being chopped up and sawed in two and it was so graphic and disturbing I couldn’t wake up when I tried. When I did wake up I was terrified that this might have something to do with the depression of my boyfriend breaking up with me week ago now. I’m really not sure.

Posted on: 2013-06-10 by Guest

I had to type this dream due to its bizarre nature. Well, you could call it a nightmare, I suppose. ~ The dream started out with me being transferred to some university/college in Australia with a bunch of other students who I had never met. Firstly, I've never been to Australia, but I've seen pictures and I thoroughly know how the climate is there. However, Australia was perceived in my dream as being a very small island with one giant church in the center, which was supposed to be our destination. It wasn't sunny; it was more dark and cloudy than anything. Anyway, we had to walk up some stairs (which were made out of stone) to get there. I had to bracket the fact that the stairs were made out of stone since the layout was very similar to an area where I live. In my dream, Australia was basically a small grassy island with stairs that went up a hill, which then led to my supposed university... the church. This particular dream didn't allow me to control my emotions or feelings very well, which resulted in myself embracing the fact that I had traveled all this way just to see a fucking church. I didn't complain, and neither did the rest of the students. Nevertheless, as we were all walking towards the church we encountered a priest who was standing just outside, as if he was expecting us. As you would have guessed, he spoke Aussie. The only problem was that he didn't help much. He said only a few sentences, but they weren't very clear. Me and the other students were actually relying on him to say something we could understand, as if his language was gibberish. In the end, I just followed everyone else who had given up on the old priest. We then spent a long time looking for the entrance to the church. There were no signs, doors, people, not anything! We all circled the church dozens of times, looking for some way to get in. For some reason it felt as though we were late; as if time was running out. Students became stressed and some even started crying. This made me very paranoid. Suddenly, I sensed that something bad was happening on the other side of the church from where I was standing. This loud thumping could be heard in the background which only increased the tension. Every time I took a step towards the area which made my spine tingle, thumping got louder and louder. Not only that, but everybody who was investigating the noise with me had vanished. They had completely disappeared. Turning my head 360°, I came to the conclusion that I was the only one left. Thumping could still be heard as my concern grew more and more. I started to run around the church towards the thumping noise. Turning the last corner, a horrific sight had taken place beside the church's wall. I could identify within seconds what had just happened as a massive student towered over two other students who he had brutally murdered. One of them was a girl who had evidently been smashed on the head, while the other was a smaller boy who was covered in blood. I stood in my spot for what seemed like ages, just staring at the back of the gigantic student, who was also covered in blood. To my surprise I showed enough courage to yell "What the hell did you do that for?" instead of running away. Consequently, to my dismay the scary figure slowly turned around, showing his red face. He looked like he was just about to cry until he suddenly lashed out at me, pinning me to the ground and then swiftly breaking my neck. This resulted in a skeleton of a cat's head popping up, laughing at me in darkness for what felt like forever. You're immediately assuming that I woke up after that, right? Wrong. It didn't feel like I had just died. Instead, the dream just restarted back to when we were walking towards the church. The funny thing is that I could remember everything, but nobody else could. I found this out when I spotted the small boy from earlier walking next to me. I asked him "A-are you alright?" quite concernedly since I had only just witnessed him dead on the floor. Completely oblivious as to what just happened, he calmly replied "What do you mean?" which resulted in me replying a simple "never mind". We had all reached the church for the second time and as expected, the priest was waiting for us. Once again he spoke only gibberish, which ended up annoying everyone like last time. I've just realized that I've run out of characters to continue. Sorry about that, but it didn't end happily :)



Posted on: 2016-01-29 by Guest

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Posted on: 2013-03-25 by Guest

This is me just waking up from an intense dream. Just about 15 minutes ago, I woke up from a dream that was the perfect combination of sadness and happiness. Here's the story: I was in the amazon with my dad, brother, some lady, and both the lady's daughters. I don't know why but one of the daughters just landed in the water and she was getting pulled by the river's current at an alarming rate. I saw a waterfall closely emerging. I jumped inside the water to try to save the girl but it turns out that I put myself in trouble too. We both experience the immense drop from the waterfall and I try to hold the girl and put my back against the water to lessen the impact. I didn't care if I died at that time, I just wanted the little girl saved. Anyways, I don't Know why, all of a sudden, I land in a room giving CPR to a phone...... I was relieved to have found out that I saved that little girl and I was talking to her through this phone. It was amazing that I saved her life.

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Last night well beeing so sick i sleep alot so i dream alot, after my last dream, i was back sleeping anout 2 hours after and this time i had a dream that i was having a heart attac and it realy hurt and it woke my up and i've been having chest pain ever since. didn't tell my wife, she worries anough about me as it is, must not be easy for her seeing me like this, she had plan a small trip to her favorite cheese factory to pick up her favorite cheese with my mom, so i made sure to tell her how much i love her before she left and gave her a nice kiss, before she left the room i gave her a nice smile because i don't know, today could be the day. it makes mprobably will sleep some more IMDe feel good to share, thanks to the ones who is, or will read this. getting tired so must log off now

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Posted on: 2015-08-25 by Guest

Yesterday I dreamt about Z. (no name) Z. Was at my school and he/she saw my and ask my dad where is X. (Me). Dad told her/him X. Is coming out from class cz it was that time of the day when we go to our house. Soo him/her saw me and I was already outside she/he tried to reach me but couldn't saw she/he smiled and I smiled back . Brw he/she is my secret crush

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Posted on: 2016-12-28 by austy1900

This dream doesn’t start out some place I have physically been but it seems to be in some sort of apocalyptic city. I’m walking and there are so many different faces around me. People are speaking a different language and also some English but its muddled by the sound of a wheel barrow being pushed by a man. This man’s skin was darkened from the sun, brow glistened with sweat and I remember thinking how thin he looked. The wheel barrow was a dark green, little silver metal patches peeked out from underneath the paint and the handles were wooden. The scent of some sort of of spicy food being cooked in the crowd somewhere and my stomach growled. I was starving and thirty but I kept walking towards a house straight ahead. The color of the door was hidden beneath a thick layer of dirt but it had a little window. I know this place is somewhere familiar because when I felt the cool round knob in my hand I was filled with relief. Inside it was dim. Each window on my right had a sheet or blanket covering it. Beneath one of these windows is a dark haired little girl peeking out and I saw her young slender mother scolding her from the kitchen directly across the living room from me. She sounded panicked and angry. Inside I could smell some sort of musky odor as if there was water damage within the walls. The air outside felt hot and dry but inside it was damp. My toes unconfined by any shoes dug into the coolness of the 1970’s orange shag carpet. Let it be known that I hate that particular carpet. There were boxes everywhere filled with the odds and ends of a household. It was a hoarders paradise. To my right there was a hallway and I peeked down it. There were four or five other doors lining the wide and well lit hallway but they were all closed except for the one at the very end. I could see from where I was standing that it was the only room in the house which didn’t have a covering over the window. When I finally get down the hallway and enter the room I feel warm from the sunshine. There are all these plastic organizing drawers and when I opened one I realized it was my grandmothers jewelry inside. Outside of my dreams my grandmother makes her own jewelry and often organized her beads and uncompleted necklaces in small storage drawers. She passed them down to me and I have them at my uncle in laws house. I haven’t retrieved or even thought of them since I had my baby six months ago. Although I am not a hoarder myself the place where I store that jewelry happens to be filled to the brim with boxes like my dream. Perhaps I’m projecting that into my dreams? I always feel so overwhelmed when I enter there. As I look through each piece she made I pick up an amethyst pendant and felt weird. It was like I felt uneasy and panicked again. I took some news paper shoved in a box and wrapped this necklace up before running back down the hallway and locking myself in the bathroom. It was tiny and where the mildew smell was coming from. There was a tub against the wall when you entered, a toilet to my left and beside that along the same wall is where the sink stood. I was filled with a strong desire to hide this packaged necklace because I had this feeling like I KNEW somebody was coming for me or it. Above the toilet was a tiny window with some old blinds. Now just to make sure I am 100% clear any blinds I have installed come with a little box on top. Inside the top of the box is usually where the rope to the blinds is etc. Its a place where, as a teenager I used to hid my cigarettes from my mother. Once I hid it away that’s when my head felt as if someone had hit me across the middle of my forehead with a brick. All these images starting blending together and creating a movie effect in my mind. I was seeing these things that were after me. They were tall androgynous beings with white hair and skin. They had eyes that were pitch black, devoid of any emotion except for a burning hot anger that I could feel through whatever premonition I was having. It clicked in my mind, as I struggled to rationalize what I was seeing, that these were angels. They weren’t like anything modern literature depicted. Instead they incited this deep seeded fear within my very being. I didn’t question if they were creatures of God because I KNEW that they had come from the heavens for me. Before the angels actually blow through the door like in my vision I climbed into the tub to shield myself from the explosion I kept seeing play out in my head. Then just like that. I woke up to my six month old wailing and my dream ended.

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