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Posted on: 2019-04-20 by Guest

I saved my family



Posted on: 2019-04-14 by tina crum

I don’t remember the start or end of this dream, but what I remember felt very realistic, as most of my dreams do. I lived in a pretty high end neighborhood. I don’t think the person I was in the dream was me but another person, although it kinda felt like my personality, our bodies were different. For what I can recall, I was riding a bike with a friend group. It was night and we were in my neighborhood. I don’t remember thinking it was high end, I just remember thinking it looked nice. The street lights paved the way for us along with the moonlight. It all looked like a movie set. We were heading home, or to my home. Tomorrow I would supposedly be going to a new school so they dropped me off to get some rest. Going in the home, it seemed unfamiliar but familiar; like going back to a place from childhood but it obviously changed causing unfamiliarity. School time. Usually my school dreams are a mash of all the schools I’ve been too or completely different. It was unlike all the other school dreams I’ve had. The halls were narrow and would go on forever and stairs appeared out of nowhere. I had a whole bunch of classes but one stood out; it was called Harvard class. Class groups would have to figure out a crime case with the available clues in the room, and just in the room, but my group somehow found an invisible barrier to a new clue area. It looked like a large mansion on the inside with small floors. Each floor was an style of housing until it got to the modern floor, which was at the bottom. It reminded me of the old house with the rose window in Part II of the OA, but it didn’t look like it; maybe it was just the feeling of it. We looked around the house for clues, but it seemed so real, like someone’s actual home. The other two in my group were off on their own narrative, which seemed like a cheesy romcom, so I stayed out of they’re way and looked for clues. I got to the bottom floor and there was a guy leaned over the kitchen counter, he seemed fake. I called the other two down to investigate. Suddenly a voice yelled at us from a back hall that lead to the entrance. We started to run like they were chasing us. We ran out that back door to a pool area and over the fence. It was my neighborhood. We had left the class and into my neighborhood. It was night again. We road on bikes in the same path as before, same lighting, and back to my house. It wasn’t like one of those awful replay dreams that some people have were a dream replays over and over while it feels like it’s playing over and over in the background, it was more like the idea of a loop. The same thing would happen every day just we got more into the case every time, except one day. We jumped the fence but this time it was daytime. The bikes we were riding on was now a long multi seated bike. I was driving people from a park to the neighborhood where their homes were. One girl and her mom seemed familiar. I was dropped into a conversation about a creator of our world and the problem with pinning down what we think they are and aren’t. It was me talking but I wasn’t thinking about that topic, I was think “how the ‘crease’ didn’t I get here?” That’s all I remember.

Posted on: 2019-04-14 by tina crum

Last night I don’t remember the start or end of this dream, but what I remember felt very realistic, like most of my dreams do. I lived in a pretty high end neighborhood. I don’t think the person I was in the dream was me but another person, although it almost felt like my personality, our bodies were different. For what I can recall, I was riding a bike with a friend group. It was night and we were in my neighborhood. I don’t remember thinking it was high end, I just remember thinking it looked nice. (don’t worry it gets interesting) The street lights paved the way for us along with the moonlight. It all looked like a movie set. We were heading home, or to my home. Tomorrow I would supposedly be going to a new school so they dropped me off to get some rest. Going in the home it seemed unfamiliar but familiar; like going back to a place from childhood but it obviously changed, causing unfamiliarity. School time Usually my school dreams are a mash of all the schools I’ve been too or completely different. It was unlike all the other school dreams I’ve had. The halls were narrow and would go on forever and stairs appeared out of nowhere. I had a whole bunch of classes but one stood out; it was called Harvard class. (which is funny cause I never think about Harvard but apparently I do subconsciously) The teacher reminded me of a principal from an abstract Canadian cartoon, “Nightmare at School”, which is ironic cause this didn’t feel like a nightmare. (also I don’t understand why I would dream about that character, even vaguely, because I usually dream of things I see the on the present day, while I saw that cartoon about three days ago. That’s just not like my usual dreaming habits. Anyways, the class groups would have to figure out a crime case with the available clues in the room, and just in the room, but my group somehow found an invisible barrier to a new clue area. It looked like a large mansion on the inside with small floors. Each floor was a style of housing leasing to modern floor, which was at the bottom. It reminded me of the old house with the rose window in Part II of the OA, but it didn’t look like it; maybe it was just the feeling of it. We looked around the house for clues, but it seemed so real, like someone’s actual home. The other two in my group were off on their own narrative, which seemed like a cheesy romcom, so I stayed out of they’re way and looked for clues. (Maybe they were he characters in the movie set feeling I described earlier) I got to the bottom floor and there was a guy leaned over the kitchen counter; he seemed fake. I called the other two down to investigate. Suddenly a voice yelled at us from a back hall that lead to the entrance. We started to run like they were chasing us. We ran out that back door to a pool area and over the fence. It was my neighborhood. We had left the class and into my neighborhood. It was night again. We road on bikes in the same path as before, same lighting, and back to my house. It wasn’t like one of those awful replay dreams that some people have were a dream replays over and over while it feels like it’s playing over and over in the background, it was more like the idea of a loop. The same thing would happen every day- classes, lunch (always sushi) and then Harvard class- we just got more into the case every time. One day, it was different. We jumped the fence but this time it was daytime. The bikes we were riding on was now a long multi seated bike. I was driving people from a park to the neighborhood where their homes were. One girl and her mom seemed familiar. I was dropped into a conversation about the possible creator of our world and the problem with pinning down what we think they are and aren’t. It was me talking but I wasn’t thinking about that topic, I was thinking “how the ‘crease’ didn’t I get here?” That’s all I remember. IMD



Posted on: 2019-04-14 by tina crum

Last night I don’t remember the start or end of this dream, but what I remember felt very realistic, like most of my dreams do. I lived in a pretty high end neighborhood. I don’t think the person I was in the dream was me but another person, although it almost felt like my personality, our bodies were different. For what I can recall, I was riding a bike with a friend group. It was night and we were in my neighborhood. I don’t remember thinking it was high end, I just remember thinking it looked nice. (don’t worry it gets interesting) The street lights paved the way for us along with the moonlight. It all looked like a movie set. We were heading home, or to my home. Tomorrow I would supposedly be going to a new school so they dropped me off to get some rest. Going in the home it seemed unfamiliar but familiar; like going back to a place from childhood but it obviously changed, causing unfamiliarity. School time Usually my school dreams are a mash of all the schools I’ve been too or completely different. It was unlike all the other school dreams I’ve had. The halls were narrow and would go on forever and stairs appeared out of nowhere. I had a whole bunch of classes but one stood out; it was called Harvard class. (which is funny cause I never think about Harvard but apparently I do subconsciously) The teacher reminded me of a principal from an abstract Canadian cartoon, “Nightmare at School”, which is ironic cause this didn’t feel like a nightmare. (also I don’t understand why I would dream about that character, even vaguely, because I usually dream of things I see the on the present day, while I saw that cartoon about three days ago. That’s just not like my usual dreaming habits. Anyways, the class groups would have to figure out a crime case with the available clues in the room, and just in the room, but my group somehow found an invisible barrier to a new clue area. It looked like a large mansion on the inside with small floors. Each floor was a style of housing leasing to modern floor, which was at the bottom. It reminded me of the old house with the rose window in Part II of the OA, but it didn’t look like it; maybe it was just the feeling of it. We looked around the house for clues, but it seemed so real, like someone’s actual home. The other two in my group were off on their own narrative, which seemed like a cheesy romcom, so I stayed out of they’re way and looked for clues. (Maybe they were he characters in the movie set feeling I described earlier) I got to the bottom floor and there was a guy leaned over the kitchen counter; he seemed fake. I called the other two down to investigate. Suddenly a voice yelled at us from a back hall that lead to the entrance. We started to run like they were chasing us. We ran out that back door to a pool area and over the fence. It was my neighborhood. We had left the class and into my neighborhood. It was night again. We road on bikes in the same path as before, same lighting, and back to my house. It wasn’t like one of those awful replay dreams that some people have were a dream replays over and over while it feels like it’s playing over and over in the background, it was more like the idea of a loop. The same thing would happen every day- classes, lunch (always sushi) and then Harvard class- we just got more into the case every time. One day, it was different. We jumped the fence but this time it was daytime. The bikes we were riding on was now a long multi seated bike. I was driving people from a park to the neighborhood where their homes were. One girl and her mom seemed familiar. I was dropped into a conversation about the possible creator of our world and the problem with pinning down what we think they are and aren’t. It was me talking but I wasn’t thinking about that topic, I was thinking “how the ‘crease’ didn’t I get here?” That’s all I remember. IMD

Posted on: 2019-04-07 by Guest

I dreamt I was on a bus and I jumped off of it because I saw my choir teacher with my classmates having a picnic and I was happy when I did something I shouldn’t have done and right out of nowhere my left hand had been cut off and when i woke up in the dream my hand was still there but somehow I knew that I had surgery on my face. I had walked back to school or I think but anyway it was around lunchtime and I saw my best friend Aj but he couldn’t hear me so I yelled hey over and over again and then when he finally heard meI vanished and appeared in the dining area of my house with my brother in front of me looking like a fat white girl with an ugly ass hair style saying the girl he knew did something him which made him look like this. I had woken up but I didn’t because I was in the dining room again with my little brother and I seeing a black snake roaming around in our house I thought about getting my gloves so I wouldn’t feel the bite and tried to find a good knife but all of our knives weren’t sharp enough and then I really woke up this time. Also in the second part of the dream I tried telling my brother about what happened to me and him because I thought I had woken up but now that i’m really awake I am afraid I already told my brother about the dream because the dream felt like it really happened. This dream has messed up my sense of time because it was in the morning during those two dreams making me think two days had passed but only 1 day had passed in the real world. This is the end of my dream-April 6th or 7th.



Posted on: 2019-04-07 by Guest

My dream is to get accepted into Stanford University of California and become a successful worker in the medical field.

Posted on: 2019-04-04 by Guest

April 4, 2019 - Last night I decided to take a nap after a lunch shift at work. My dream was absolutely unreal but at the same time made a huge impact on my conscious. It started in my room, I was playing fortnite. My cousin Ethan walks in and tells me to go look in my bathroom for a visitor. There was this girl in my bathtub completely cut off from the outside world with tarp and curtains covering every angle or opening. Her name was Haley. She had told me that whenever she would step outside of the tub her face would start to become fuzzy and she would start to decimate. Obviously that sounds crazy but we tried to prove her statement and because of it being a dream she was right. 5 steps outside of her man-made cave-like home inn my bathroom, and she would start to disappear almost. Over the course of the dream I built a strong relationship with Haley. Her social media, her past life, everything she had before she started to disappear was normal like every other teenage girl. She had a phone, which she would text me with when I wasn’t in my bathroom. She had a laptop to keep her busy. But she didnt tell anyone in her life except for me and my cousin about what was happening to her. There were no probable reasons for this and I eventually told my mother about it which she found as a joke. The relationship I had between Haley and me was so strong. I would cry everytime I came to that bathroom, I would sit and cry because she couldn’t experience the world like she had used to. I was practically in love with this female in my dream that had a make-believe condition where she started to disappear when she left her hole. I was scared for her, I was confused. I tried so hard to bring her outside of it and see what would happen but she was too scared as well. I was head over heels over this girl and I had never even seen her stand up-right. One morning, in my dream still, me and my cousin had gone to the bathroom to visit her after being away from home all day and the door was sealed shut with ice. We started getting anxious and knocking down all the ice in the way and as we were getting closer we noticed blood everywhere in the ice. Eventually we came to a frozen pile of body parts and bones. At that exact moment, I had never felt any lower in my entire life. I virtually understood that girl more than anything I have ever had to understand in my life. She made me happy everytime I laid eyes on her and she just left... No goodbyes, no last words, and nothing to remember her by except for this document of my dream. IMD

Posted on: 2019-03-31 by Guest

So I keep having this dream where I’m at this cave and I walk in the cave is really big and really long. I walk to the end of the Cave and stop. I look around me and nothing happend then the floor dissipears and turns into lava then into insects then is just gone. So I’m falling and falling and falling and then I hit solid ground and I wake up. I’m thirsty so I go into the kitchen to get some water when I see this glowing white and gold door. I open it and there is a staircase made of cloud. I walk down it and when I get to the bottom I see this bright white room and a well in th middle of it. I walk over to the well because I’m thirsty and u pull on the rope to bring the bucket up. When the bucket comes up I cup my hands and scoop it into my hands. I didn’t realize that I was drinking blood until I opened my eyes. I spat it out and was wiping my mouth on my sleeve when I felt a stab in my back. I turned around and saw a satin like figure with a bloody knife in his hand. He stabbed my head and then pushed me into the well and I drowned. I have been having this dream since I was 6.

Posted on: 2019-03-31 by Guest

So I keep having this dream where I’m at this cave and I walk in the cave is really big and really long. I walk to the end of the Cave and stop. I look around me and nothing happend then the floor dissipears and turns into lava then into insects then is just gone. So I’m falling and falling and falling and then I hit solid ground and I wake up. I’m thirsty so I go into the kitchen to get some water when I see this glowing white and gold door. I open it and there is a staircase made of cloud. I walk down it and when I get to the bottom I see this bright white room and a well in th middle of it. I walk over to the well because I’m thirsty and u pull on the rope to bring the bucket up. When the bucket comes up I cup my hands and scoop it into my hands. I didn’t realize that I was drinking blood until I opened my eyes. I spat it out and was wiping my mouth on my sleeve when I felt a stab in my back. I turned around and saw a satin like figure with a bloody knife in his hand. He stabbed my head and then pushed me into the well and I drowned. I have been having this dream since I was 6.

Posted on: 2019-03-31 by Guest

So I keep having this dream where I’m at this cave and I walk in the cave is really big and really long. I walk to the end of the Cave and stop. I look around me and nothing happend then the floor dissipears and turns into lava then into insects then is just gone. So I’m falling and falling and falling and then I hit solid ground and I wake up. I’m thirsty so I go into the kitchen to get some water when I see this glowing white and gold door. I open it and there is a staircase made of cloud. I walk down it and when I get to the bottom I see this bright white room and a well in th middle of it. I walk over to the well because I’m thirsty and u pull on the rope to bring the bucket up. When the bucket comes up I cup my hands and scoop it into my hands. I didn’t realize that I was drinking blood until I opened my eyes. I spat it out and was wiping my mouth on my sleeve when I felt a stab in my back. I turned around and saw a satin like figure with a bloody knife in his hand. He stabbed my head and then pushed me into the well and I drowned. I have been having this dream since I was 6.

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