Posted on: 2014-01-17 by Guest

Ok so I was six and there had been a flood in my town so the wall on the river fell and there was only a plastic cup instead. I was driving with my uncle and cousin and we don't see the plastic cup so we fell into the river but I had just learned how to swim so I go underwater and there are al this windows you can open and in one there's a mermaid surrounded by goldfish with swimming with my cousin and then I woke up

Posted on: 2015-03-06 by Guest

Last Night First I'm riding a bike in the road with someone. Then i turn a corner and hear that person yelling it's too narrow. I keep pushing through and I'm in a toy store. Everything is jam packed. There's kids laughing and having fun. I turn another corner and see my sisters. They were going through a box of clothes. It was my clothes and they pull out this really cute shirt. I Remember shouting out its mine! My little sister takes it away and wears it. I was angry and tried to stop her. Somehow I was pushed down by my other sister. My other sister tells me to stop struggling and just let it go. I tried pushing and pushing to get away but she was too strong. Each time I pushed to a certain point it fails and I'm back to the beginning with my sister telling me to stop. It was at that moment I realize my other sister cannot be stronger than I am. I'm stronger than she is. I look around and it starts to get dark. I'm in my room now, on my bed. And this person is still holding onto me. It is no longer my sister, but a figure I was afraid of since I've had this dream before. Each time I turn I would not escape. I know it was a dream, so I closed my eyes really hard and would force myself to wake up. I would wake up, but the same thing happens... I wake up on my bed, in this dark room with a figure pressing me down. This happen several times with me forcing myself to wake up, and only to wake up in the same dream again. Finally This time I would push myself through and climb down my bed and rush out the door. I'll hear my parents but as I get to them ... Their eyes are red. They are speaking to me perfectly, but I can't take my eyes off their red eyes. I run back to my room and climb up my bed and drop down thinking the impact would wake me up. But no it doesn't. I wake up again on my bed, this time I truly believe I have woken up. I climb down my bed and hurry to my parents and again their eyes are red!!!! At this point I am terrified! I don't know how to wake up!!!! I'm feeling very weak and tired. I go back to my room and sleep again. This time I pull out my head phones and close my eyes hard. The figure and heavy weight is slowly coming back. And suddenly I wake up again. At this point the me in my dream is not struggling. She is wakes up, gets down my bed , goes out the door and go into the Livingroom. My parents are there, my grandparents are there and there eyes are still red. I no longer panic though and just sit in the couch and observe them. My mom is getting my youngest sister ready for school. She is suppose to be 13, but in this scene she is 4. She is in diapers crying as my grandma force her to stop crying and go into the room to get ready. I can see my dad frustrated that he can't stop my grandma from yelling at my youngest sister. Then all of a sudden I hear rain. It's raining outside. I don't see it but I hear it. I can hear a big bell ringing. I'm guessing it's the school bell because we live right across from one. My youngest sister now is at her right she, and getting her bag by the door. I turn to her and said, "why are you going to school when the bell starts ringing. Doesn't that mean that school has already started". I could tell she is saying to me but I don't hear it. I turn back to the Livingroom, still sitting and think to myself. "Maybe because we live so close, that's why she chose to go to school at this time." Then I wake up. IMD



Posted on: 2011-05-26 by AAR22

Last night, I had a dream that I had a little Native American baby. I even had one of those backpack type baby carriers that I brought her everywhere in. Everyone gave me weird looks. Even though she was a baby, she had long black braids. She was wearing animal skin clothes that you would imagine Native Americans wearing IMD.

Posted on: 2013-03-18 by cdmskater

I had a dream where no one who uses this site could spell. Oh, wait, never mind. That was in real life.



Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

I sing in a choir

Posted on: 2014-08-17 by Guest

How would you like the money?

Posted on: 2015-04-28 by Guest

I'm doing a phd in chemistry



Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

I really like swimming

Posted on: 2015-04-26 by Guest

Sorry, you must have the wrong number

Posted on: 2015-05-01 by Guest

I do some voluntary work

Posted on: 2015-05-01 by Guest

I'll send you a text

Posted on: 2015-04-30 by Guest

I've got a full-time job

Posted on: 2015-05-26 by Guest

We need someone with qualifications

Posted on: 2016-03-08 by Guest

In real life, I once raised polyphemus (silk) moths, which are currently threatened due to an invasive parasite so they now require help from volunteers in raising them. I raised them from caterpillars to moths, and when they emerged I set them free to go find mates. I had become a bit attached to them during their time with me; they were gentle creatures with a very "zen" sort of aura about them. When they left, I was a little sad because I knew I would not see them again (once they emerge as moths they only live long enough to mate and lay eggs, a few days at most). One night about a week after I let them go I had a dream. I was in a field with waving tall grass and trees. All around was a golden light with flecks of gold floating slowly through the air. Moths of that same species were flying peacefully all over. One of them came and landed on my hand. I knew in the dream it was one of the ones I had raised and it had come to say goodbye to me. I told it I missed it and asked it to stay for a minute so I could take a picture of it and me together with my phone (lol). As I was trying to find my phone it flew away. I said "Hey wait!" and then I woke up.

Posted on: 2016-11-01 by Guest

My dream ı and my girlfriend tohether learn to english and go to Amerika and we are live in america. :( But my girlfriend thinq friend me ..

Posted on: 2015-04-28 by Guest

I saw your advert in the paper

Posted on: 2013-05-14 by Guest

Ok so it's a nightmare. So what happened is My girlfriend had killed herself and I killed someone because they were the reason she killed herself and then I was in a court room and I'm saying my stuff but I'm quoting joker for some reason and I'm saying "she tells me I worry too much. She tells me I ought to smile more, Now I see the funny side. Now I’m always smiling!" And now today, my girlfriend's telling me I'm too serious, and that I shouldn't be so worried, and she keeps telling me I should smile more, because it's good for me. She's never said anything like that, and I still haven't mentioned the dream.

Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

I read a lot

Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

A First Class stamp

Posted on: 2015-04-30 by Guest

I work for a publishers

Posted on: 2015-05-01 by Guest

We'd like to invite you for an interview

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

We need someone with qualifications

Posted on: 2011-11-02 by Guest

in my dream there is this beautiful guy with shoulder length hair (black) and pretty blue eyes then i saw my self. we were both wet for some reason and smiling i felt to happy and we were in love happy also there was a song playing and i heard that song a long time ago and the dream keeps coming back to me

Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

Gloomy tales

Posted on: 2016-04-09 by Guest

Inside part of my dream, at first all I can feel is my own sensation of fear, nervousness, hopelessness, and the need for help.As i'm feeling this, I noticed i'm on this speedy carriage with two other people- female and male. The female is Edith Gonzalez and the male is Joel from The Last of Us. We are running away what it seems to be some evil thing. As the carriage is about to hit a wall of a hospital, three of us jumped out as the carriage crashes. Upon entering the hospital, I dial 911. A women with a sweet voice answers me and I told her what was wrong. "Help me, please! He's coming! He killed them at home!" She anxiously yet calmly asked the address of the home and told me that she'll send police to check it out. "No! He's going to kill you guys! Don't go! He's going to find us!" I said shouting as tears streamed down my muddy face. Next thing you know, the receptionist comes over my way and asks us why are we all bloody and dirty. I didn't say anything for Joel said he'll handle it. I go around a corner that leads to an elevator, I see Edith. She's sitting against the wall, knees up to her face, showing that she was processing things. I return to Joel who told me to get apple blueberry oatmeal. I ignored it and went with Edith again, who cupped my face with her hands, and advised me to get the apple blueberry oatmeal next to the vending machine thats next to a few patients. I nodded, staring at her one more time. She is covered in dirt and blood. Blood is also smeared on the floor, it was really a disturbing thing to see. As I make my way towards the vending machine, I turn left to the bathroom, for I needed to go. As I clothes the door, I did what I needed to do. As I was about to wash my hands, I didn't know there was some sort of kid in there with me. Startled at the fact that we wanted to stab me with a needle, I kicked him away. Then I heard a light knocking at the door. In fear, the little deform kid went to open the door, but I kicked him again. I opened the door to dart out and leave, but I slowly slithered away. Upon doing so, an old man saw me and rose up from his bed, shouting out, "WHY DID YOU BRING HIM HERE? YOU BROUGHT HIM HERE!". In panicked I made my way to Edith and Joel, but they were gone. I saw an exit door that leads to the first floor(Unknown). I saw my mom instead with my little sister and quickly shouted at her for help, for it seems an angry mob of patients tended to kill me with their crutches. Before I woken up, behind the crowd of angry patient mob, I saw the one and only... Michael Myers. Standing back there, looking at me with hollow eyes.