Posted on: 2015-08-21 by dave_skylark

I was in prison. I had no idea why or how i got there but it was on Bourke St. (I live in Australia and Bourke St is in Melbourne), it was a minimum security prison which was an understatement because it was literally on the street, i could walk across the road and be free but there was something inside me holding me back. This is when i head shouting, Sam had started a riot buy throwing food at someone. It wasn't just a fight over a dirty shirt it was a full blown brawl and i couldn't wait to be part of it, i ran at the wall which was covered in trampolines and did a spinning kick and hit someone in the head which i felt pretty proud of, (it turned out to be Ed, my friend from School) The fight got pretty out of hand so i left asap to avoid being battered or killed. A man who i didn't recognize told me to follow him because i was his bunkmate, the rooms were literally on the street by the road and he showed me my bed which was a double queen for some reason, his bed was the same size but the weird thing was the bed on the wall, like it was literally attached to the wall about a two meters off the ground in a lightning bolt shape. The boy in it was complaining about how uncomfortable it was (the really weird thing was i had dreamed about this bed before in a completely different dream). I turned around and the brawl had dissipated and everyone was moving to their respective bunks. I went to sleep and woke up to my mate Luke telling me to come with him. I followed, somehow fully dressed even though i didn't go to sleep in my clothes. Luke went all the way along the street/prison to a door that read prisoner information. He picked the lock while i checked for guards and walked in, he took out his file that was on the desk and showed it to me. It read Luke (i won't say his last name*), Everton Kindergarten. Died 16th July 2005. It was his death certificate, his morgue details and photos of the child size body bag were even in the file. We kept looking into it and what we discovered was horrific, he was murdered by a fellow classmate by being hanged off the swing set, he was five years old. A five year old kid killed another five year old kid. At this point we were petrified, how was Luke here when he died when he was five. I had known Luke for three years and there was nothing suspicious about him or his family. Luke was not an imposer. There was so much going through my mind at that moment i didn't even see the guard coming behind us. We were instantly put in isolation for three weeks. When i was released i instantly inquired about Luke. He was nowhere to be found. No one i asked had even heard of him. I broke back into the room and his file had gone. But the only thing there was a picture of the Kindergarten. So there was my dream, it was long as and i know it sounds like iv'e just made shit up but its legit, thats why i wanted to post it, because i remembered it so clearly i wanted to know if someone knows why i can remember it. Luke didn't go to Everton Kindergarten as a kid, i live near Everton and they don't even have a kindergarten. But the thing that has had me scared all day is that Luke had a dream last night about a kid who was killed in a Kindergarten. That kid was me.

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Last night I was walking with a friend on a local headland with a nice view all around. We were wearing shorts because it was warm. Suddenly i noticed what looked like black crude oil cleanly running down my inner thigh in a continuous stream about three quarters of an inch wide and glistening in the sun. My friend immediately called for an ambulance. For some reason I carried on walking uphill vigorously privately wondering how long i had before passing out. I was trying to reach a rendezvous where we could see help comming. i remember looking over my shoulder to see a couple sniggering at my plight. Others were not seeing it. Then I woke up. IMD.

Posted on: 2012-04-12 by Guest

Last night, I had a dream that I was in a desert, with several dunes. Me and my brother were trying to get into a huge industrial building to activate all the computers within (The reason is unknown). Several cats with mural-like pictures on their coats and bony tentacles sprouting from their joints roamed the desert, which me and my brother avoided. Eventually, my brother was able to unlock the door on the front door through means of electrical signals. Once inside, We found a clean, white room with several retro computers and games consoles within. I activated one of the games consoles, and It came up with a command prompt written in red. Suddenly, the lights turned out. I tried fiddling with the light switch, but the room was dark, and now there was the sound of footsteps from downstairs. I grabbed a pen-knife lying helpfully on a bed, and readied myself. I asked my brother to keep watch as I tried to work one of the computers. It came up with a retro, sort of 60s interface written in green writing. I couldn't make it out, other than a "N/Y" command. Before I could type "Y", one of the cats came into the room. Despite the darkness, I was able to make out it's markings more. It was completely bald, other than a brown/blonde mane around it's neck. Its skin was brown, with patterns of men in medieval clothing on it. It's tail was green towards the end, with a sharp barbed claw, and resembled to an exact copy the barbs on the ends of the tentacles sprouting from it's sides. Instead of issuing the command to the computer, I leaped in and blew a couple of blows with the penknife, and inside, I felt bad about doing this to another living thing. Then, I resented my guilt. The cat caught the back of my foot, ripped off all the skin from the left side of my body, and before I knew it, I was dead. All I could here was the static of a computer screen, and the whisper of my brother. "How did you die?"



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Posted on: 2015-07-06 by mallyowl

Last night my sister and I were visiting distant family in what I think was Sweden, apparently during World War II. We were enjoying ourselves when all the children in the village (including us) were called to board the bomb train. The bomb train was a Nazi train that ran through villages and dropped bombs from compartments on the side of it to blow up villages. We walked a ways to the back of the train, because my sister said that was where you were least likely to be killed by bombs. We sat in the second to last car, which was small with a roof and a big window in the front, not set with glass. The train jolted off towards the village. Once the front of the train was in the village, I heard the sound of explosions, one after the other. Small shrapnel flew into the window and we had to cover our heads. We got off, shaken, and saw the damage done to the village. The next day, we were called to another one, which seemed almost commonplace. We boarded, and were informed we would be traveling overnight to a distant village, where we would each be given a razor blade, and were sent out to kill as much livestock as we could and cut down as many crops as possible, essentially starving the people of the village. The nazi commander threw a stack of books into the car with us. The other 4 children inside grabbed the books greedily, but threw them back upon realizing they were boring books about botany and such. We stopped at night to sleep. We planned to sleep at my grandparents house. I told the nazi commander that this was my grandparents house, and he seemed nervous. From the window of my aunt and uncle's house behind the house we were standing in the kitchen of, my granny noticed us. She hurried out of the house, surprised, but not shocked. I told her, "Granny, they're Nazis!" She walked up to the commander and said, "You're George [can't remember last name], one of the worst presidents of the United States (my grandmother is a presidential history buff)" He quietly affirmed, saying that he was now a Nazi commander. Then he made all the children march in a circle around a pole draped with blue fabric, like a somber, horrible, maypole. I then woke up. IMD

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Posted on: 2011-07-08 by sleeplessinkc

Last night these were the things in my dream: a mansion in the mountains, party at night, Emilio Estevez, identity theft, me slapping some chick, a giant clown sign hoisted by a crane, a car accident, and living between the police and fire stations. Oh, and a silent helicopter IMD.

Posted on: 2016-01-21 by Guest

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