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Posted on: 2015-09-20 by Commander_wodz

Last night in my dream I was in an arcade playing ice hocky against someone from another place so there was a screen showing his face and a camera so he could see mine. He had a golfer hat. His score is 70 at the start but i somehow beat him by like 3 points with 105. We were about to leave but i asked him for his number IMD



Posted on: 2015-09-20 by Guest

Last night, I had a dream where I was on a highway with some of my friends near my house, and then suddenly, everything was gulfed in flames. The trees, the houses, and even the ground was on fire, but if I walked over anything, it extinguished instantly. For some reason, I ignored my awesome powers and proceeded to my house.. But then, a dark figure with a scythe came out from the woods and instantly took one of my friends and killed him. My other friend with me bolted to the right as fast as he could, and I ran behind me until I was at my old house where I used to live all the way in South Dakota. (I don't know how) when I was there, I was all alone. It was dark, creepy, and very moody. It was all just gray and boring. And then, I woke up. IMD

Posted on: 2015-09-20 by Guest

This dream started out, with me barging into my dorm room. I had just returned from some outing (maybe some sporting event), that had me very angry, for some reason. The Hallways were crowded with people. Guys, mainly. In fact, I don't remember seeing any women. the closer I got to my room, the more crowded, it became. I could also hear a regular fuck-fest, happening in all the other rooms. The thought of some drunken, co-ed's getting it on, in my bed, was making me even more enraged. Having to force my way into my own room, was pushing me over the edge. Shoving, bare chested collage punks, out of the way, I made my way into the room. I was on fire! The Incredible Hulk's got nothing on me, at this point! That is, until I catch a glimpse of what's actually happening. I force my way to the front of this wall of collage guys, only to find that the mattresses of both beds have been pulled to the center of the room. One or maybe two girls, are being worked over by several guys at once. the one young woman that I fixate on, is totally naked, and covered with semen. Two guys are holding her, and maneuvering her into different positions. Two, or three other guys are either having sex with this chick, or stroking themselves, waiting their turn. That's when I realize, that all these assholes, aren't here for a peep show, but are just waiting their turn. I try to shout, over the panting and groaning, to see if she is ok. I don't know if she needs help, or is here of her own accord. My mind, screams at me to Save her, but the fact that she might not need saving, is keeping me in check. I finally catch her eye, and the look that I get, tells me everything and nothing, all at once. I see a scared, and hopeless young woman getting gang-raped, continuously, by several people. In the same glance, I see a working girl making more money, in a few hours, than a whole month of waiting tables, or cleaning hotel rooms. That maybe, it's none of my fucking business, other than it, unfortunately being my room and my mattress. This whole scenario was making me feel extremely hopeless and lost. Not only, because some young girl was maybe having her innocence, quite literally, stripped from her, but also because I couldn't tell the fucking difference. My dream morphs here, as they do, and I'm leaving the same dormitory, at some other time. There are shadowy people, talking and joking in the hall. Once outside, I see an old friend, walking with some others. I ask him where the hell, he's been. He tells me he's been right here, the whole time, and asks me, where the fuck, have I been. laughter ensues. I follow them down a path, listening to them laughing and cursing each other out. Some buffoon, in a toga, grabs me and pulls me into the field. we have a mock battle, while everyone laughs. I end up being knocked down, breathing heavy, laughing, myself. Good times, I guess. The dream morph, yet again. The departing scene, is of me looking up at some sort of cheap, Christmas decoration. definitely plastic, maybe a wind chime or mobile. it's foggy and unclear enough, that I believe that I'm looking through glass, into someones home, from the outside. There are twinkling lights and I hear, muted carols being sung by angels. It is cold outside, looking in. I feel that half remembered, peaceful feeling of belonging. Of feeling loved, while waiting for the assurances of that implied unity that is gained by ripping through gaudy packages, and beholding the temporary bliss, that one gets from such things. I know that I am looking into the happiness of someone else, though, I can only feel loneliness, remorse, and sorrow. I feel like I will never understand women, and I see that all things that I did in life are affected by this inability to grasp, even a tenuous hold of the workings of the fairer sex. I can't shake the feeling that everything wrong with my life, stems from this fact. I make no advances. I stand back, and let life pass me by. I'm weak. I am a coward, and I have , only myself to blame. Fin.



Posted on: 2015-09-19 by Guest

It was a cold night. I was standing in an alleyway with a girl whose face is familiar. I don't know what's happening but I see her crying. I have a strong urge to hug her for some odd reason and I did. Her tears being soaked up by my shirt as I hug her. I don't know what to say and I don't hear her saying anything either. People come and stare but I don't care. I had an odd feeling in my heart, a feeling of peace and silence. After she cried we just parted ways and didn't say anything to each other,but nonetheless I felt happy and satisfied. This is all I remember.

Posted on: 2015-09-19 by Xzcouter

It was a cold night. I was standing in an alleyway with a girl whose face is familiar. I don't know what's happening but I see her crying. I have a strong urge to hug her for some odd reason and I did. Her tears being soaked up by my shirt as I hug her. I don't know what to say and I don't hear her saying anything either. People come and stare but I don't care. I had an odd feeling in my heart, a feeling of peace and silence. After she cried we just parted ways and didn't say anything to each other,but nonetheless I felt happy and satisfied. This is all I remember.



Posted on: 2015-09-19 by Guest

i once had a dream about a women being bitten by a snake and then dying. i saw her body in my dream her neck shoulder and half of her face was rotten.later i found out that i was the one who brought that snake in my house which killed the women. when i grew up to 17 i had series of fatal accidents but somehow i always managed to escape the clutches of death. one day i saw a snake sitting on my bed when i got home, it flung toward me and suddenly i opened my eyes.i sat up screaming and crying. my parents rushed to my room. i spent rest of the day constantly asking them if someone has ever died because of me.

Posted on: 2015-09-13 by Guest

Last Night, I dreamed world war 3 started and I had to become a soldier and skip school. So I was fighting for my life and I had made friends with these other soldiers and I told them, "We're going to make it! We can do this!" We hid somewhere but a few moments later I got shot and I told my friends, "No, I can't die! I still need to go see my family, my mom. I promised her after this I would go finally visit her." Then I started to cry and my friends just held me there. Everything felt motionless and sad. Then I woke. IMD

Posted on: 2015-09-11 by Guest

I had a dream I was hanging out with my pregnant girlfriend (yes she is really pregnant) and my father. We were trying to find a restaurant and I recall my father acting stranger while driving, I had him pull into what he thought was the correct restaurant parking lot which was not. I went in for directions to destination we were seeking out. When I came back kala had him in her arms and was crying saying he was dead. I told her to call an ambulance as I realized he had a pulse. In my dream I figured stroke so I went to lay him on the ground when he began to vomit bile, I looked in his eyes and saw them rolling back. As soon as I got ahold of the 911 I woke up... Today is 9/11 who knows.. Weird enough. More than likely has nothing to do with it.

Posted on: 2015-09-11 by Adr321

I spoke to my ex boyfriend today about all these dreams I keep having about him and he told me he's been having dreams about me too. We then explained each others dreams and they were very much the same. We were traveling together, some were very passionate too. All the same and we had then at the same time. Has anyone experienced this? What is the meaning behind this?

Posted on: 2015-09-10 by northern_lights

Last night i was in a busy city, and i was guided to go into a room that was in the middle of a train platform. The scenery was a lot like New York, and there were people walking by. The room had glass on the two sides facing the trains. The other two sides were walls. There were two doors, one for each side of the platform. Inside there were nice wooden bins on pedestals spread out across the room, and they were full of books. After i entered the room there were a bunch of friends there, i knew who they were and they knew me very well. But i dont recognize any of them from my waking life. We werent overly excited to see each other, it was as if id seen them earlier that day. it felt like they had brought me there for something and we were hanging out, waiting for something or someone. All of a sudden a girl comes running in, she was about the same height as me, she was pretty and she had hearing aids on (ive had hearing aids since i was one, and im 29 years old). She just hugged me and she was kissing me, and there were tears streaming down her face. It was soo real, i could feel her tears against my face as she was holding on to me, and her face was warm. It felt as if she was my true soulmate and that we had been seperated from each other for a very long time. I had this dream a few years ago but i still remember it like it was last night. It was so intense that everytime i think about it, it gives me goosebumps and even makes me tear up sometimes IMD.

Posted on: 2015-09-10 by Guest

Last night I had a fucked up dream so I'll start from the beginning. I'm walking down a street near a gas station. There's these three kids next to the gas station, I start talking to them. They are trying to start something, and then start implying they want to fight me. All I have in my wallet is ten dollars. I decided I can try to stand up for myself, until one pulls a gun. I threw my hands in front of me and tell them I give up. I give them my money and walk away unscathed. my dad is across the street for some reason and I get into his car. He takes me across the Windsor border into Detroit to this house where his three friends are. There are five of us, my dad, me, and the three guys. We go inside and sit on the couch and all is fine. All of a sudden one of the three grabs this steak knife and slits one of the other guys throat who was sitting next to me. Shocked, I grabbed the knife, I don't even know what to do. The murderer walks into the back room. I start to follow to the back room until I realize my dad and these two guys are trying to frame me for murder. I turned to my dad and said 'you're trying to frame me for murder?' 'They just want you to "go on the run" for a while. This guy they killed was a serial killer Josh we had to kill him.' I turn, scared, knowing I've touched the murder weapon, knowing it's on file at the border I've crossed, knowing the testimony of the two men and my own father saying it was me that they would get away with this. That I was fucked. I start to run away out of the house and down the street. They dont try to stop me. I've still got this murder weapon. I throw it on the ground and try to wipe off my prints. I didn't make it far away. I turn back around to go back, thinking I can somehow change their minds. When I get there one of the other men slip this thing into my hand. I stupidly grab it. He says 'how could you have this if you weren't here?'IMD

Posted on: 2015-09-10 by Jnelsonj

I just had a fucked up dream so I'll start from the beginning. I'm walking down a street near a gas station. There's these three kids next to the gas station, I start talking to them. They are trying to start something, and then start implying they want to fight me. All I have in my wallet is ten dollars. I decided I can try to stand up for myself, until one pulls a gun. I threw my hands in front of me and tell them I give up. I give them my money and walk away unscathed. my dad is across the street for some reason and I get into his car. He takes me across the Windsor border into Detroit to this house where his three friends are. There are five of us, my dad, me, and the three guys. We go inside and sit on the couch and all is fine. All of a sudden one of the three grabs this steak knife and slits one of the other guys throat who was sitting next to me. Shocked, I grabbed the knife, I don't even know what to do. The murderer walks into the back room. I start to follow to the back room until I realize my dad and these two guys are trying to frame me for murder. I turned to my dad and said 'you're trying to frame me for murder?' 'They just want you to "go on the run" for a while. This guy they killed was a serial killer Josh we had to kill him.' I turn, scared, knowing I've touched the murder weapon, knowing it's on file at the border I've crossed, knowing the testimony of the two men and my own father saying it was me that they would get away with this. That I was fucked. I start to run away out of the house and down the street. They dont try to stop me. I've still got this murder weapon. I throw it on the ground and try to wipe off my prints. I didn't make it far away. I turn back around to go back, thinking I can somehow change their minds. When I get there one of the other men slip this thing into my hand. I stupidly grab it. He says 'how could you have this if you weren't here?' I wake up.

Posted on: 2015-09-09 by Guest

So I have this neighbor named Matthew who lives across the street from me. He is three years older than me and I have had a crush on him for over 2 years. So, I had a dream that Matthew was going back to Texas (he lives there part time) and we were both really sad about it, so we went down to a secluded basketball court by our houses, and for some reason my family was down there too. The scene had an eerie yet pleasant feel to it. We were dressed as fourteenth century royalty. He wass wearing black pants and a white shirt with suspenders (yes I know this wasn't 14th century dress style). I was wearing one of those super puffy dresses. He grabbed my arm to dance in a classical manner, and I didn't know how so I kind of stumbled around a bit. Then he threw me up in the air and my dress acted like an umbrella and slowly let me fall back down. Then we walked back up the hill to my house and he actually let me cling to his arm similar to a hug. We got to my house and we were both really sad that he was leaving. He had dirt on his suit so I sprayed him and some of my dirt covered family members with a hose. It was a romantically tragic dream.

Posted on: 2015-09-08 by Guest

This is short but something was talking to me in a strange way and wanted my eyes

Posted on: 2015-09-07 by Guest

One time not too long ago I had a dream where I was about 7 at a mixture of a pumpkin patch and an amusement park. I was riding on all of these cheaply made rides with people I didn't know because I had no one to ride with because all of my family was preoccupied with their own activities. After riding one ride about 3 times I decide to go out and find my mom. I find her watching some video about a type of person. (It's not a real "type of person") They called them "Ear people" and there was a case of these people. They all had long necks and one eye that's twice the size of the other and a bigger ear and a bigger foot or hand or fingers or all. They were also twice my size. They almost didn't look human like. I start to walk away because I naturally as a 7 year old get scared, and leave that area of the place. As I'm leaving one of these people is walking behind me with his friends. I turn around and scream because I had grown a fear of them. His friend then picked me up, told me to fuck off, and threw me about 5.

Posted on: 2015-09-05 by Guest

Hayatım boyunca insanlığın daha bilgili, verimli, yardımsever, mantıklı ve eğlenceli olması için uğraşmak istiyorum. Hiç durmadan koşmak yorgunluktan bitene kadar iyi şeyler için uğraşmak... Bence günlerce sadece maddiyat ve maddeyle dönen bu hayatın asıl anlamı göremediğimiz şeyler.Yani hayatın anlamının sevmek, inanmak ve iyilik olduğuna ''inanıyorum'' :) En büyük hedefime gelince dee EĞLENDEKA adında bir çocuk kampını çok özel bulduğum bir arkadaşımla kurmayı hayal ediyorum. Ayrıntılar şöyle : Bu kampa alacağımız özel çocukları birer dedektif edasıyla biz, kendimiz seçeceğiz. Anlattıklarında dehşet verici bir hayal dünyasının izleri görünen, gözlerinde kocaman ışıltısıyla dünyayı kurtaracağına inandığımız tüm bu güzel çocukları bir kampa alacağız, biliyoruz "Tüm çocuklar özeldir." ama biz ulaşabildiğimiz kadar çocukla yapacağız ilk başta bu işi. Belli dönemlerde belli muazzam yerlerde kuracağımız kampta sadece akademisyenler, ünlü yazarlar falan da olmayacak öyle. Bir hayat hikayesi olan, başarmış ya da bunu denemiş, gerçek düşleri ve onlar için mantıklı yolları olan herkes kampımızda öğrenecek ve öğretecek. Asıl amacımız her zaman dünyanın ve insanlığın sorunlarına çözüm aramak; güzelliği, iyiliği yaymak ve her konuda elimizdeki kaynakla en faydalısını oluşturmak olacak elbet. Bununla beraber çocuklarla ve çılgın kamp ekibimizle kasabalara, şehrin bıkmış sokaklarına; renk, müzik, bakış açısını genişleten filmler ve birer "Fikir" götüreceğiz. Anlayacağınız bu kamptaki ve koca ağdaki herkesle insanlara aslında daha farklı bir dünya olabileceğini ve elimizdeki kaynakla daha iyilerini başarabileceğimizi, bunu yaparken de insanı insan sayıp sevgiiii dolu yaşanılabileciğini göstereceğiz ! Bunu yapacağımızı umuyorum ! :)

Posted on: 2015-09-05 by Guest

Hayatım boyunca insanlığın daha bilgili, verimli, yardımsever, mantıklı ve eğlenceli olması için uğraşmak istiyorum. Hiç durmadan koşmak yorgunluktan bitene kadar iyi şeyler için uğraşmak... Bence günlerce sadece maddiyat ve maddeyle dönen bu hayatın asıl anlamı göremediğimiz şeyler.Yani hayatın anlamının sevmek, inanmak ve iyilik olduğuna ''inanıyorum'' :) En büyük hedefime gelince dee EĞLENDEKA adında bir çocuk kampını çok özel bulduğum bir arkadaşımla kurmayı hayal ediyorum. Ayrıntılar şöyle : Bu kampa alacağımız özel çocukları birer dedektif edasıyla biz, kendimiz seçeceğiz. Anlattıklarında dehşet verici bir hayal dünyasının izleri görünen, gözlerinde kocaman ışıltısıyla dünyayı kurtaracağına inandığımız tüm bu güzel çocukları bir kampa alacağız, biliyoruz "Tüm çocuklar özeldir." ama biz ulaşabildiğimiz kadar çocukla yapacağız ilk başta bu işi. Belli dönemlerde belli muazzam yerlerde kuracağımız kampta sadece akademisyenler, ünlü yazarlar falan da olmayacak öyle. Bir hayat hikayesi olan, başarmış ya da bunu denemiş, gerçek düşleri ve onlar için mantıklı yolları olan herkes kampımızda öğrenecek ve öğretecek. Asıl amacımız her zaman dünyanın ve insanlığın sorunlarına çözüm aramak; güzelliği, iyiliği yaymak ve her konuda elimizdeki kaynakla en faydalısını oluşturmak olacak elbet. Bununla beraber çocuklarla ve çılgın kamp ekibimizle kasabalara, şehrin bıkmış sokaklarına; renk, müzik, bakış açısını genişleten filmler ve birer "Fikir" götüreceğiz. Anlayacağınız bu kamptaki ve koca ağdaki herkesle insanlara aslında daha farklı bir dünya olabileceğini ve elimizdeki kaynakla daha iyilerini başarabileceğimizi, bunu yaparken de insanı insan sayıp sevgiiii dolu yaşanılabileciğini göstereceğiz ! Bunu yapacağımızı umuyorum ! :)

Posted on: 2015-09-04 by Guest

Once I had a dream about an evil cigarette chasing me at some sort of forest camp. My friend had provoked the cigarette, which was residing in dead cobra for some strange reason. It reared up menacingly from the cobra's carcass. The two of us took off like lightning. The cigarette started chasing my friend, now aggravated. I ran alongside her, but suddenly the cigarette's attention diverted to me. I started running for my life (Why would somebody want to run from a cigarette?!). No matter how fast I ran, it was always right behind me. I jumped into a murky, shallow pond in which the dead cobra was in and seized a flamethrower. Using the flamethrower, I burnt the cigarette, reducing it to nothing but ashes. I swear that the dream was the weirdest one I've had in a long time.

Posted on: 2015-09-04 by sparrow

So I am in the air and the black stuff from the black Spider man is dragging me down to hell by my feet but I am pleading to heaven to god to forgive me and crying and pleading for him to allow me into heaven. Then god rescues me but only to purgatory. My husband was awake when I awoke from it so I was able to tell him about it before I forgot. Basically you go to hell if you lie but if you lied alot the black stuff covered your mouth and you wouldn't be able to plead to god so my mouth wasn't covered so I was able to plead and was rescued. It was a very vivid dream and I was scared when I awoke and my heart was pounding. I was even too afraid to go to the toilet!

Posted on: 2015-09-04 by sparrow

So I just posted my dream last night but then I remembered my dream from about 2 months ago maybe a bit longer. I was given a tour by an angel of the day Jesus was crucified. We weren't really there, kind of like that film scrooged where they visit their past present and future. Anyway the real events are happening as we walk but we both know we can't be seen or heard by anyone and walk very close to the people on the crosses. I ask the angel why they are wearing masks. They have these masks made of reeds and I remember they seem very genuine of the time if that makes sense. The angel said it made sense to put these masks on all of the people being crucified so nobody would know which one was Jesus and they couldn't all crowd around him. I said to the angel that that certainly did make sense and I was convinced when I awoke that this really did happen at the time!

Posted on: 2015-09-04 by Guest

I had a dream where I was fully lucid, and I remembered it as clear as day. It felt like an eternity. The dream was very long and very memorable. I thought it was real at first. In the dream, I had woken up to check my clock. The clock said 12:53 pm, which was scary since I had school that day. Realizing I was late for school, I went downstairs to see why no one woke me up (Sometimes my normal alarm clock is faulty). I yelled for my mom. No answer. I checked her room, and she was gone. After searching my house, I realized everyone was gone. This really scared me. Moms phone, clothes, everything was left there. So I'm freaking out, and I decide to call the cops. Not even they answer. Eventually, I decided to get my neighbors to help me. When I stepped outside, almost every building was covered in moss, except my house. The moss and vegetation all over the place reminded me of "The Last Of Us", just how beautiful it looked. There was no sound. Everything was so eerily silent, I could hear absolutely nothing, not a squeak, no ringing, nothing. It was as if everyone and everything left this place in a heartbeat, except me. I walked around, still panicking. I felt truly alone, the type of alone I can't fathom nor explain in any manner, except that it felt so hopeless, and so excruciatingly depressing. Not even death could escape the type of alone I felt. The dream continued as my lucid self walked through my hometown, every building window was either smashed or gone. It was like a post apocalyptic feel. Eventually, I realize I'm not alone. Now I have a feeling even worse. I'm being watched. There is something I can't see, somewhere, watching me, waiting. I looked around the large town to see if I could spot anything. Nothing. I couldn't shake this feeling that something truly malevolent and with intentions darker than Hell itself was watching me. I hummed a peaceful song to myself and fastened my pace in an attempt to convince myself it was just me. Anything to be alone again. But then. Very suddenly, a heavy feeling just dropped onto me. In an instant, this terrifying, heart-wrenching, pounding feeling that something very evil was behind me. Right behind me. I knew I had to look back before it gets me. But the dilemma between seeing my worst nightmare before my death, or being attacked by it unexpectedly was terrifying. I slowly looked behind me with every ounce of courage I had left. Nothing was there. Phew, holy shit.. I turned back around to see the very thing I was so afraid of seeing. I won't explain it here, or my comment will be deleted. But the "thing", the monster I saw, is the equivalent of your worst demon, the worst thought of the most terrifying thing you could ever think of, multiplied by 7. Surprisingly, I still didn't wake up. I still thought this was real life for some reason. I don't know why. My heart sank to the point where I started getting hot flashes in my chest. My throat felt the same pain you'd feel if you were hysterically crying. Upon seeing this thing, I IMMEDIATELY turned around and bolted as fast as I could. I remember getting tired from running, but I kept running. My abs started cramping real bad, and my legs were barely able to hold me up, but I still kept running. Even with my throat burning, my head spinning, I kept running. Nothing my body could do would EVER make me risk slowing down even a little bit. I came across a road block and I decided to run to the office building, the closest building I saw. I jumped through the broken window and kept running. I began to slow to a jogging pace now that I was extremely exhausted. I ran up the stairs, FUCK the elevator, just no. I ran to the second or third floor, I can't remember how many flights of stairs I ran up. I started running past more offices and kept going. I can't shake whatever is chasing me. To my surprise however, when I looked back, nothing was there. And before you ask, nothing was in front of me either. I was alone again. I had escaped whatever was chasing me. I broke down then and there because of the horrifying nature of that "thing" I saw. I was legit ugly crying. After what seemed like forever, I managed to get myself together, and started walking past the offices, still very shook. I think I briefly woke up, I remember briefly seeing my dark ceiling, covered in sweat. I quickly returned to the dream, unintentionally of course. After a while in the office building, I seen a computer with a lit screen. It was on a website called "mH777T" I remembered this code because it was my family's emergency code. The screen briefly went black. About a second later, an alarm starting beeping. It sounded the alarm that interrupts your TV when an emergency broadcast is being presented. Same screen and everything. Rather than saying something like "tornado in ..." Or "thunderstorm for...", the speaker said "It's back". I started feeling that fear again, my lucidity started blurring a bit. I shook my head to settle the blurrine

Posted on: 2015-09-04 by Tommys93

I dreamt I was having girl-on-top unprotected sex with my girlfriend, but then she transformed into a (male) manager at work (not my manager but at the same level as my manager) only with a vagina. Weird right?

Posted on: 2015-09-02 by Guest

I had a dream about my ex girlfriend we haven't been together for 3 years and I have moved on. Well last night I was sleeping I had a dream that we lived together and we were happy. I don't want to be with her I like my current relationship what do I do to get her out of my head.

Posted on: 2015-09-01 by Chloemnolan

NEAR DEATH EXPERIENCE I passed out and had convulsions . They stopped and so did my heart. During this time I had a dream. I was chasing a younger me and the view was through my eyes . I am nineteen and I was chasing a younger me (5yrs old) through a wheat feild. The older me was cutting down wheat with my hands to catch up with the younger me while the younger me was running looking back and laughing . Any idea what this means !? Someone please help. I woke up being slapped in the face as no one could give me for because my mouth was clenched shut . The younger me seemed so happy but was running away like a game of tag .

Posted on: 2015-09-01 by Chloemnolan

Last night . I passed out and had convulsions . Luckily there was a nurse where I was at. She said my heart had stop beating she couldn't feel a pulse . During this time I had a dream. The view was through my own eyes(19) but I was chasing a younger me (5yrs old) through a wheat feild . The younger me was running with ease looking back and laughing holding her hand out to me but just kept running . The older me (from point of view of my own eyes way using my hands to cut the wheat grass out of my way so I could catch up. I got pretty close but right before I could grab the younger me hand I woke up to being slapped in the face so that I could come back to life . I couldn't recieve for because my mouth was clenched shut . What was this dream? Was this heaven? Please give me some sort of closure about it.

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