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Posted on: 2015-10-20 by Guest

I was at my grandparents house With all my family including cousins, aunt's and uncle's That included My loved ones that have passed away We where all gathered in the living room Around a table And in the center of the table their was a black book I started hearing This voice call me telling me to go to the basement I felt Fear rise up in me I started walking down to the basement It was dark very dark I couldn't see a thing Then I started hearing a male voice telling me that I had to murder all my family that if I didn't he would I immediately said I wouldn't I heard the basement door close and the lights went on In the middle of the basement their was a doll With black hair and black eyes pale skin and black clothing She was holding in her hand the black book I had seen upstairs on the table I heard the doll start chanting Something Something I couldn't understand It sounded Diabolical Suddenly I had lost control of all my body I saw everything go white When everything went back to normal I was alone in the basement With the black book in front of me When I started walking back up stairs I opened the door And I saw all u family On the floor blood splattered all around them (AND THEN I WOKE UP!!)



Posted on: 2015-10-20 by Matiex5189

Hi, my name is matthew, i really would love to know what my dream meant... So j got on a bus but a bus that i didnt knos where its goin really i tought its goin To the air port so i asked this beautiful bus driver (the driver is a girl)i asked her are we goin to the airport and she was goin to the airport but a different one so i she showed me where is the bus stop to my air port, but i knew that because i had a dream about this Bridge /motorway before, so i got off i walked up this kind of bridge to get through tje mottor way to the other side like but for some reson everyone went after me...like even the beautiful bus driver Nd she pretty much told me that she done that for me... She parked the bus in the second lane Nd we wear waiting to switch busses so she can get me to my airport, but then i looked back on the long straight mottorway and seen some cars not too many and then finly the white and blue but coming on the firt lane and then i woke up. Just to add before when i was on the wrong bus we wear goin on an edge off this wall but we aent trough it easy and i was so worried that we gona fall off but we went through with no problem.Nd thia girl i really feel like i wana find her...

Posted on: 2015-10-22 by Guest

I had a dream I was floating with other people over water and we could see a city ahead with the full moon to the right of it then rainbow light circles started floating towards us and when one reached me the person on my right grabbed my hand and it went over our hands the other person next to me didn't want to hold my hand then a bright golden light circle came towards me and consumed me and I woke up feeling peaceful



Posted on: 2015-10-22 by Guest

I had a dream I was floating with other people over water and we could see a city ahead with the full moon to the right of it then rainbow light circles started floating towards us and when one reached me the person on my right grabbed my hand and it went over our hands the other person next to me didn't want to hold my hand then a bright golden light circle came towards me and consumed me and I woke up feeling peaceful

Posted on: 2015-10-22 by Guest

Last night I had a dream I was floating with other people over water and we could see a city ahead with the full moon to the right of it then rainbow light circles started floating towards us and when one reached me the person on my right grabbed my hand and it went over our hands the other person next to me didn't want to hold my hand then a bright golden light circle came towards me and consumed me IMD



Posted on: 2015-10-22 by Guest

I just had a dream in which I was making pit with my step sister, and In stead of a kissing sentation I felt as though I was sucking on an eyeball...

Posted on: 2015-10-23 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-10-23 by Guest

I woke up this morning after having a dream of being 'kidnapped'. I don't recall how it happened but i just remember being in a room (possibly tied up) because i could barely move and on a bed. As i looked to my right, i saw a couple other girls and i think they were also tied up but none of them were really being tortured like i was. The kidnapper or the main one at least was on top of me (it was a woman, along with all the others) and she was just torturing me, choking me and not letting me go. I recall asking when and how I'm going to get out of here and i remember her saying that i just had to cooperate or something, she wasn't very specific. And next thing i know i am fighting back, trying my best to get her off of me and yelling. I could picture what i looked like as well, i was all red-faced and a bit sweaty. And the woman was like a butch woman, she actually resembled one of the OITNB inmates. Shortly after that, i woke up. That's pretty much all i remember but It was definitely one of the scariest dreams iv'e ever had, to the point where I'm constantly thinking about it now.

Posted on: 2015-10-23 by Guest

Last night I had a dream of being 'kidnapped'. I don't recall how it happened but i just remember being in a room (possibly tied up) because i could barely move and on a bed. As i looked to my right, i saw a couple other girls and i think they were also tied up but none of them were really being tortured like i was. The kidnapper or the main one at least was on top of me (it was a woman, along with all the others) and she was just torturing me, choking me and not letting me go. I recall asking when and how I'm going to get out of here and i remember her saying that i just had to cooperate or something, she wasn't very specific. And next thing i know i am fighting back, trying my best to get her off of me and yelling. I could picture what i looked like as well, i was all red-faced and a bit sweaty. And the woman was like a butch woman, she actually resembled one of the OITNB inmates. Shortly after that, i woke up. That's pretty much all i remember but It was definitely one of the scariest dreams iv'e ever had, to the point where I'm constantly thinking about it now, IMD.

Posted on: 2015-10-24 by AppleOfAppleness

Last night I dreamed that I was the kid in FNAF 4 and all that was taking place in my house, so Foxy could have jumped out of my closet and the other animatronics were in front of my window in the garden or the hallway. It all felt very real and I could even hear Chica in the kitchen one time and saw Nightmare Freddy and Bonnie when I was flashing the hallway and my window, they disappeared when I turned on my flashlight. It felt as long as like two or three nights in the game usually last and after the third night I woke up with my face full of tears and couldn't sleep anymore because I didn't know if I was still dreaming ;-;

Posted on: 2015-10-24 by AppleOfAppleness

As a kid I often dreamed that I was chased by a driverless vehicle (mostly big trucks or motorcycles) because I used to be and still am scared of the idea of being chased by a vehicle. Sometimes I was also chased by giants and the closer they were the louder a music that was playing got. I remember hiding behind a tree because there was a giant in my garden and just when I thought it was gone it came back :/

Posted on: 2015-10-25 by Guest

I had to wake up 4 times to actually wake up in reality. When I woke up the first time inside my dream, I noticed a mirror that was not supposed to be in my room then I tried to actually wake up, then for second time I noticed my brother in my room who had actually gone for holidays, the third time the toilet door was of different color, and the forth time I actually woke up.

Posted on: 2015-10-25 by qqfeaver

I had to wake up 4 times to actually wake up in reality. When I woke up the first time inside my dream, I noticed a mirror that was not supposed to be in my room then I tried to actually wake up, then for second time I noticed my brother in my room who had actually gone for holidays, the third time the toilet door was of different color, and the forth time I actually woke up.

Posted on: 2015-10-25 by Guest

Last night I had a dream that my best guy friend from 6th grade (we arnt really friends anymore, in 10th grade now and we rarely if ever talk) kissed me. We were sitting at like a campfire or something with some other people who seem familiar, but I don't recognize. We were leaning agaist each other and the one person said "are you guys together yet" or something of the sort I said no and then he just kissed me, or we kissed each other, not sure. But it's kind of weird because when we were in 6th grade people use to say we should date, and I use to say "no, were just friends" all the time, and I'm pretty sure he use to like me...weird but it was weird because I actually use to like him, just never said anything.

Posted on: 2015-10-26 by Maolica

Not really sure how this works but I have weird dreams. They aren't about me dreaming about people naked or anything but it's like my dreams aren't MY dreams. I don't always remember my dreams but whenever I do it's like I'm someone else going through their emotions and their struggles. I'll remember some of it but then everything becomes hazy

Posted on: 2015-10-27 by Guest

Last night i dreamed about a man who continued to scare me by phoning me and telling me i had 10 minutes to run out of the area otherwise he would torture me but i knew im not very fast at running so i gotbin my mons car and drove away, about 10 mins later i saw two boys standing in the road so i stopped the car and they saw that i was crying i told them about the situation and they agreed to help me escape so they took me back to their house and i went into the bedroom to talk privately, then they told me they both needed to go somewhere but they were gone for a while, all of a sudden the bedroom door opened slowly and i turned my head around slowly and there he was he finally caught me, i knew that the time had come, he edged towards me and i was screaming at him, just before he grabbed me i woke up but i wasnt in my bed i was standing by then window

Posted on: 2015-10-29 by Guest

Last night, I had a frightening dream. The clothes dryer was top loaded and was six feet tall. Also, Disney's Pinocchio was playing in the background. Spooky...

Posted on: 2015-10-29 by Guest

elderly neighbors get three dromedary camels as pets. naturally i come over to their back yard. two baby camels & one mamma camel who's like brontosaurus-sized. chilling with camels when i step in between mama and babies. >ohfuck.jpg. enraged goliath camel chases me into street. I duck behind a bush and she runs past. engages in epic battle with giant elk in the street. brontosaurus camel fights by slithering 40 foot neck around elk's body. looks fucking hilarious and neighbors take pic of me planking in front of the whole scene.

Posted on: 2015-10-30 by Guest

I had a dream about a unfamiliar face winning the rugby World Cup, celebrating then doing a back flip and smashing his head open on a wall and dying on the pitch. I'm unsure what this sort of dream means.

Posted on: 2015-10-31 by Guest

The Village`s Ghost I was lying down on the cold tile of a kitchen, similar to the one I remember using at the villa in Quepos, Costa Rica where my family went on vacation many years ago. I stood up and began floating into the air. Beneath me, I saw my body still on the floor, lying just by the electric stove. The stove had apparently short circuited somehow and electrocuted me. The one at the villa in the real world had in fact given us a few jolts, so my manner of death seemed well connected to my memories. I felt no pain- in fact, I felt more peaceful than I have in a long time. Yet somehow, I was not content there. It was time for me to move on from that place. I left the home I was in and found myself surrounded by a small, beautiful village. It had gorgeous gardens, filled with every color of flower imaginable. The buildings were of an old, yet appealling red brick style. It was easy to call the place my home. The town was closed in on three sides by a steep rock face. I felt the urge to climb it, and ascended it quickly without ropes. I had little need for such things as I was no longer constrained by fear of death. The climb seemed effortless and I felt free from the burdens of life. When I reached the top, I found a man who held a book of names. He found a page with my name and told me I was not yet ready to be released from the Earth, and that I must attend to my unfinished business. He told me to go to a particular building, check in and receive my duty. I descended the cliff and went to the building. The person working the desk told me that I had one day to attend to any personal matters, but after that I must commence my service. I would have to go to a particular computer lab and set of prompts asking me to discuss my failures in life, the lessons behind each of them, and several other questions. She said I had as much time to work as I needed, but that my assignment required 1000 pages in total. I visited my work station and the person working to the right of me asked me how much I would have to write. He was shocked at my response and told me I recieved a much shorter assignment than many. He was required to meet 6000 pages, while the person to my left was assigned 5000. Seeing as I had a day to spend, I decided to visit one of my close friends and talk to him, knowing he was in mourning over my death. He saw me and rejoiced. We talked and laughed for several hours, recieving many strange looks from people who presumably could not see me. From there perspective, there was only a tall student conversing and laughing with no one. We eventually said our final goodbyes and went our separate ways, both wishing we could spend more time together. Soon enough, I made my way back towards my workplace and bumped into a woman. I remembered her from my dream-life- she had been someone I loved deeply, though my emotions had never been reciprocated. She had found someone else, fallen in love, and created a beautiful family. I had stayed good friends with the woman and helped her family in whatever way I could out of my love for her. I wanted her family to be happy, even though I could never truly be a part of it. She was on her way to the climb the cliff with her two young children and her husband, as her family and many others did each Friday. I joined them and we all sat together at the top. The husband could not see me, but the woman and her children could. I felt a strange beckoning for me to begin my assignment and told the others that I would have to leave soon. Knowing they would not see me again in their lives, the children wept. I held them close and told them they would be alright, especially with such good, loving parents. I said I would find a way to keep an eye on them in case they ever needed help. I shook their father's hand and wished him luck before turning towards the woman. I hugged her tears welled in my eyes. This, I knew, would be the last time I would see her for a long time. She told me I had been a wonderful friend and that I was gone too soon. I told her something she had long known; I told her I loved her. As the sun set over the opposite rock face, turned away from the family I cared so much about. I sighed, wishing I had more time. I wanted to embrace my last moments of liberty before accepting my new burden. I looked down at the village from the escarpment, and I leapt. I felt a perfect freedom from all constraints. At last, I felt truly happy

Posted on: 2015-11-01 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-11-01 by Guest

Last night I had a dream that I was driving on the interstate when all of the sudden a semi rear ended me, causing me to collide head on into the median. Everything went black and I saw this screen thing in front of me (only the screen took up everything as though I were inside it) that was kind of like a video game saying "you died." The blackness went away and I was out of my own body. I could see literally everything, the car, me, the semi... so I started to lose it and break down crying thinking about how I died, just like that, i'll never see or talk to my family and friends again. I noticed this lady on the road next to my car and I walked up to her crying, she was pretty sad but she told me everything was going to be okay. I looked horrible and bloody inside my car that I didn't even want to look. There was a choir of people singing behind this lady but they actually seemed kind of happy but not too happy. That's when I was told I might live and that's why they were kind of happy. The lady told me to talk to this "nurse" who was in the building, which seriously appeared out of nowhere, behind me. Keep in mind all of this is taking place in the middle of the interstate and i'm out of my own body lol. I walked into the giant building, opened the door into this room and this woman was reading something. That's when she smiled and looked at me and said,"Go, it's not your time yet...you can go back." I walked out of the building. The lady was laughing with joy, and the choir was singing joyful tunes and there was confetti. Then boom, I was back in my body and I just remember opening my eyes, but I can't remember too much after that because I think that is when I woke up. I'm 17 years old and I'm not really sure if I believe in God. This dream was pretty cool though and very real.

Posted on: 2015-11-03 by Guest

A muffled scream shattered the silence of night. I awoke, ready to challenge whatever villain had caused it. I instinctively contorted myself towards the window to find the source of the danger. The full moon's light illuminated the entire yard. In moments I scanned the backyard, illuminated by the full moon, from the corn fields on the left to the stairs that led up to our terrace, right next to my room. My eyes latched onto a figure just yards from the stairs. It moved, setting off the motion sensor activated lights. The figure was unveiled to be a man, disguised in a hideous clown mask. In one hand he clutched a large Bowie knife. He dragged along with him a panicked teenage girl, jamming the blade against her throat. Her face turned towards the window, pleading for help. The madman turned as well and let out a maniacal laugh that still makes its way through my mind. He had seen me. A primal fury took my body. The girl he held was my girlfriend. Nothing short of death would keep me from protecting her. My muscles tightened and I let out a shout to alert my family to the danger. Except only a small whisper could escape my throat. I grabbed my pocket knife from my dresser and dove from my bed towards the door. But my muscles would not hold my weight. I began to see double. I collapsed onto the hard wooden floor. I'd been drugged. I tried to fight it, or at least call for help, but I could do nothing. I passed out, my eyes still open. I awoke as the sunlight bore down upon my face through one of the four windows in my room. I stood up, feeling sore and weak. The memories of the night before slowly made their way back into my mind. I could barely tell whether they were real or part of a horrifying dream. I gradually made my way down the stairs, where I was met by my family, already done preparing breakfast. They were alive. I told them about what happened. My oldest sister asked, "Wait, you're talking about a dream, right?" I told her I didn't think so, but I couldn't tell. I'd woken up on the floor, far from my bed, but I'd done that before under normal conditions. There was only one way to know for sure. As breakfast ended, I put on my shoes, grabbed my knife, and made my way out back. Autumn had set in and leaves littered the yard. I was drawn towards the forest. I had only made it about twenty yards when I saw her. Her white shirt was drenched with blood, her throat cut deeply. Her hazel eyes had glossed over. Her face was still twisted with fear. I held her body close as tears poured down my face. I kissed her once on the cheek and and once on the lips, knowing it would be the last time. But my mourning did not go undisturbed. From behind a large oak, a set of large black boots appeared. The maniac's laughter pierced my ears and the glint of a blood-stained blade caught my eye. I ran madly, but I was not strong enough, not fast enough to escape him. The drug still had not worn off. He tackled me to the ground. I wrestled to keep the knife away from my body. I tried to take the offensive, parrying the arm that held the knife momentarily and reaching for my enemy's face. He forced my arm away before I could jab his eyes. But I managed to grab the mask. I tore the mask off and cast it aside. It was not a man at all. It was her. It seemed impossible, but I had no explanation, nor time to find one. I accepted the cold reality of the situation. My heart shattered, my will to live evaporated. I stopped fighting. I let the blade sink into my flesh. I let the world fade to black. I let myself die, for the reaper's touch offered the only escape from the sorrowful life before me.

Posted on: 2015-11-03 by LA143

I have an inescapable dream I remembered watching a video instructing how to have a lucid dream a few days ago. They said people should have some kind of dream diary placed right next to where you sleep, so that’s when you wake up, you can write it down immediately. The idea of having lucid dream quite fascinates me but I do not intend to having one. So I did not follow any instructions. Today, I sleep at 2 in the afternoon. And I set the alarm clock at 3.15 pm. I was having a dream when the alarm went off. I have forgotten that dream. But I remember I was woken up by the alarm. I was so sleepy that I just turned off the alarm to go back to sleep. At this point, things were getting strange. Right after turning off the alarm, I went to a dream (I don’t know if it was the same one before I turned off the alarm or not because I don’t remember the previous one) in which I met my cousins and they were kids (we are all grow ups now). I don’t remember any other things but this detail helped me realize that I was in a dream. So I tried to wake up. And I did wake up (or so I thought). I didn’t know why but at that moment I found the dream in which my cousins were kids quite interesting. I went to my desk to find pen and paper to note down that dream. It was as if my habit was noting down dreams but in fact it was not. I suddenly thought “ Wait a minute. Why do I want to note down this dream?” And then I saw a vibrator on my desk. Uhm, I do not own a vibrator. This must be a dream. So I tried to wake up and I found myself in bed again. This time it was my sister who waked me up. I smiled at her but then I remembered I did not live with her anymore. She could not be in my house. This was another dream. I tried to re-affirm by hurting myself like pinching my hand or biting my finger… I did not feel any pains. So, yeah, I was dreaming all this time. From this point I do not remember how many times I had dreamt of waking up in my own bed then something strange happened to let me know that I was dreaming. It was like inception! I remembered this time I woke up and heard a voiceover telling me some stories. That voice sounded like one of my lecturer in college, except it’s English (I am not from an English speaking countries). Another time I saw my room objects flying around. There was a time I met my sister again. I don’t remember them all but there came a point that the first thing I did when I “woke up” was biting my own finger. I have the feeling that the harder I tried to really get out of dreams, the harder it was to “move” around. In one of my first times of “waking up”, I could “walk” around. But in the latter ones, I could not get out of the bed. I can turn myself left or right but I could not “get” up. Then I could not move my body at all. It was slowly turning to a sleep paralysis. Finally, I could wake up at 3.30. The whole crazy thing just took 15 minutes, but I felt it was forever. So, I am wondering if what I had experienced was lucid dream or not? And why it was so difficult to wake up? Is it because I was conflicted with my self, like I thought I do not want a lucid dream but deep inside I want to having one? Oh, sorry for rambling so much. As I have said above, I’m not an English native speaker, so please spare me if there are grammar mistakes or inappropriate expressions!

Posted on: 2015-11-04 by Saiyellapu

Millions and millions of stars IMD

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