i move to california, someone gets my number and threatens to kill me, stealing my moms car in the process. and then i’m running around the hotel trying to hide. like hiding in different rooms, i get down to this place called “the club house” where people from my school are just chillin. i talk to a kid named jake, and then i get a text, from the person who has my number, and he asks where i am. and it won’t show me the number itself it just says “maybe robin” and then i woke up because i was terrified.
I was having a conversation with a stranger, we was just talking. I couldn’t see myself or anyone else in the dream, I could just hear. Someone was grilling me of ‘what happened to you?’ I wanted to answer, then in my mind I told myself what happened but ignored the strangers questions. I just kept having gaps if unable to respond. It’s funny because the thing that I was being asked. Is something I could never admit to anyone. It’s a secret that makes me who I am today.
I know everyone hates Logan Paul right now, but I had a dream last night that I was really good friends with Logan Paul, and we were riding in the back of an SUV together. We end up stopping at this convenience store, and I go in to get snacks and drinks, and also to use the restroom. After I pay for my items, I go to get into the SUV, and he's in the driver's seat and motions me to sit in the passenger seat. After we get in, we start talking about his videos and what he can do to make people like them again, and we also talk about starting my own channel with his help. We are driving for awhile, and he tells me out of the blue that he has feelings for me and grabs my hand to hold it as he's driving. I tell him that I have feelings for him as well, and then he pulls over and gets out of the SUV. He climbs into the back seat and tells me to do the same, so I do. We start kissing passionately, and as we pull away for air, he asks me to be his girlfriend. I answer yes back, and we start kissing again. We then end up having sex, and then I woke up.
I've had many reoccurring dreams that I'm driving over a very high bridge that's insanely dangerous. Most recently, my mom was driving and I was a passenger. We are driving on a bridge over water, only the bridge was made out of two wooden poles , each just as thick as a tire. we kept almost slipping off.
I've had many reoccurring dreams that either I had a baby or I was put in charge of a very young infant. What always ends up happening is I forget about my responsibility for several days. then I realize that there is a baby laying in a crib that I forgot about and it might not even be alive. I'm too terrified to even look so I'm running around, frantically trying to get ahold of somebody to come help me help the baby.
I was cleaning my house and had a huge Rottweiler dog there. He had been owned by an ex of mine who I found out was abusive towards pets. I called the dog over because I felt bad that it had to live with such a horrible person. I started petting him and telling him he was a good boy when he began jumping up on me. I turned around and put my arms up to protect my face and he knocked me down on the ground and began to hump me. I can feel my shirt riding up in the back and I could feel his disgusting wet red thing touching me... that's when I woke up.
a friend gave me drugs and a pipe. I had them in my back pocket. I kept going around looking for public bathrooms to try the drug but every bathroom I found was not private. Some had huge windows while others had no stalls. the drugs in my dream were not real drugs just fictitious via my imagination.
I was in my house when a strange white cat wandered in. I own two black n white cats but this one was pure white. Or so I thought... A closer look at it revealed its leg and some of its head was a light blue colour. Strange I thought, cats aren't blue. Maybe it had been dyed blue somehow. I went outside where I saw two or three chickens running around. In real life I don't own any poultry as I have a big dog that would surely kill these animals. But there were the chickens running around my yard. One chook passed me, it was black and had wood attached to its sides and rear end. It looked ridiculous like some kind of Japanese GT drift car cross chicken. Until I saw another chook try to mate with it and realized the contraction was built to stop other chooks mating with it. My dog was in my dream too, he was actually fairly content to have the chickens in the yard and didn't seem to interested in them, until the turkey showed up. One of those big male turkeys waddled in and my dog was on full guard. The turkey gobbled at him and flared its big tail feathers at him in warning not to mess with it. My dog who I had rushed over to and was holding by the collar was growling and had grown his own orange, spiky frill around his neck, like those frilled dinosaurs in Jurassic Park. The two animals were in a stand off. I remember telling my dog again and again to sit down in a stern voice, and even said to my mum, "he doesn't like this one". My yard had become a crazy surreal petting zoo, with a turkey, chooks, an unfuckable chicken, and my frilled neck dog. Then there was the cat again, who I saw before the dream ended, the cat was now completely dark blue with small patches of white left. Weirdest dream I've ever had tbh....
Morning of January 15, 2018. Monday. Most of the threads of my conscious self’s current identity have dissolved within my state of unconsciousness and I, as my temporary new dream self, left without any viable memory or with any knowledge of my present age and status, am cast upon a street where I have not been in real life since February of 1994. Additionally, I had never frequented the particular area of the street in waking life that my dream self finds itself and upon which it chooses to focus. I consider that it may be late morning. My dream presents what my dream self perceives as the southwest area of the northeast section of the Loomis Street and Sill Street intersection. A false memory sprouts in the otherwise vacant depth of my dream self’s evanescent mind. One of these three houses is where I now live. I should enter it to see its condition and to prepare it for my stay. I also consider that Jim, my older half-brother on my mother’s side, may be here later. (My dream self does not recall that he had died in 2008.) I do not even reflect upon where I had previously lived prior to attaining this new home or where my belongings may be. I remain puzzled. I cannot seem to recall which of the three houses is mine. I cannot stand out here on the street all morning trying to remember, but I cannot go into a house unless I am sure I am to be living there. I go closer to the houses. Perhaps I can stand and wait until people come out of two of the three houses, then I will know that the one where no people had come out from is my house. I think this is a good idea, as waiting as such will prevent me from the need to trespass to work out which house is mine. I go closer. It seems that the houses are only half the size they were moments ago, farther from the sidewalk and receding from the front lawns, but I put no effort into contemplating any potential reason for this. My dream self typically ignores impossibilities. I consider how much the middle house reminds me of Jim’s small house two blocks over on Kane Street. I can somehow see inside, presumably by way of the open windows, and see no furniture or signs of habitation. Perhaps this is my house. Still, I start to get the impression that one of the other houses may be empty, but I cannot be sure. I do eventually see that at least two appear to be empty, though by viewing only their front rooms. I consider that my bed might already be in my house. I do not go any closer or attempt to enter any of the houses. Slowly, as my consciousness begins to rise from the falsehood of my dream, I come to remember that I am not on Loomis Street after all. I am in my bed on the other side of the world, sleeping. For no apparent reason, my dream had confused three houses in America (none of which I had ever been in or ever knew anyone who had lived in any of them) with three houses in Australia. In reality, two of these three houses on our street are empty and we live in the other. As my conscious self reintegrates with the present and the continuity of reality, I realize there was no reason for any aspect of my dream other than brief contemplation of the two empty houses in our neighborhood prior to sleep. This brief contemplation was enough to manifest a subliminal confusion of two separate times, one of which bears no associations with my present life other than vague similarities between the two settings. My mind had rotated the layout of the three houses east of our intersection, on the south side of our street, transmuting into a layout of the three houses north of the intersection on the east side of the street; from Australia to America; from real life into the unavailing fiction of my dream - and back again to my real home and Zsuzsanna and our children.
He drew me near, touching my face, closing my eyes . I felt so much love and passion around him. My body knew his touch and felt only craving for him. My fiance was holding me in our apartment, our safe house, my safe place. I opened my eyes and starring at me was someone else. I wanted to move away but the love, comfort ans safety,I was feeling moments ago, was still hovering around. He spoke. by his facial expression , it looked like he was explaining but my mind was foggy and i couldn't make out the words he was saying. Then he moved away and left me. my vision was blurry and regret went slamming in my chest.
In a gym and find a nerf football that would seem easy to throw. I try throwing twice and unable to throw straight or far enough. An Asian young man walks in and I ask him to throw it and he is able to throw it straight and longer even though he seems to be smaller and weaker than me.
I've had a number of different dreams over the last couple of weeks but I haven't had a chance to record them sadly. I dreamt I owned a restaurant and there a man drove past it and started firing gun shots through the window, the gun man managed to kill some people in my restaurant but I managed to dodge all of them. I remember feeling very anxious, and I woke up drenched with sweat feeling confused. What does this mean?
Yesterday morning I had a very disturbing dream I couldn't shake. I woke myself up several times, only to find myself plummeting back into the same nightmare. In this dream, the world was being taken over by extraterrestrials. They had discovered our planet & had decided to claim it. I was terrified, desperate to find a way to keep my family & myself safe. Every attempt was futile, & I was always discovered & hunted like a frightened animal.
I was just getting a little intimate with another girl when I decided ‘no’ and walked off politely to see my girlfriend as if we planned to meet up. I walked out of the room into a car park in front of a shopping mall that we would sometimes go to, to hang out, and I saw her and excitedly yelled out her name. However, as if she was ignoring me she didn’t turn around till I was closer to her, she looked as if she didn’t want anything to do with me and I was shocked, then I reminded her of our plans tonight which I have no recollection of making and she denied that it happened, I was so sure of it though, but she just kept denying it and acting as if there was nothing even between us two, as if I were a stranger, and I was very surprised. She had just walked off as if she barely new me and was almost embarrassed to be in my presence, I felt shocked and horrible unsure of why she ignored our relationship and plans. Please tell me what you think this means!
Somehow I was chewing gum in my sleep and thought I was waking up from my dream I wasn’t. I fell asleep in my dream that I was chewing gum. Then woke up in my dream to remove this gum but didn’t manage to as it just kept coming out and there’s nothing that I could’ve stopped it. Then started coughing and pain simply was getting worried.
Don’t know where I was. It was in a familiar place so I thought. I was walking around looking to go somewhere but i was going so fast and I was getting confused on why I can’t slow down. Then looked at my legs in the mirror which looked really odd to me. Even myself in the mirror was going really fast I felt like I just couldn’t grasp anything in my surroundings. I think I might of even been running. Literally felt like a drug trip.
Last night I had a dream. I owned a fancy house,had servants and bodyguards. My lawyer wrote up a contract for me and my male partner. I asked everyone to leave and lead my male partner to the bedroom. He was there to teach me how to be experience in the bedroom. We started off sitting on my bed,he kissed him. He unzipped his pants than taught me how to give a handjob before instructing me to go down on my knees and give a BJ. Seconds later we are on the bed in missionary,his taking the lead. For some reason it cuts another night,(round 2) where again we do the same thing. He insists on going down on me but I turn him down saying "I pee down there,that's gross." He shrugs. Than it cuts to another night (round 3) and here I am wearing a bathrobe,I drop it revealing my birthday suit and i'm the one taking the lead wanting to be rough. In my dream i'm acting innocent but than all of a sudden I want to be rough. It was quite graphic and every moment felt all too real. I felt like his hands were actually on me and not just in my dreams. I didn't want my dream to end but as it got detailed I woke up trying to figure out what the hell was happening. I've had sex dreams before but this one..this one felt different. The man's face was dark,like I couldn't see what he looked like but I could see how big his manhood was. even now as I type this,it's still got me going what the hell happened last night? I will add that i'm single and I sleep alone but yet every detail in that dream made me seem like someone was in my bed with me.
In this dream I was laying on my couch in my living room and staring at the fireplace snuggled under a blanket. The longer I looked at the fireplace the more my eyes started to close and i felt weak like I was dying. All of a sudden a little blue flame appeared behind a piece of wood in the fireplace and it was so small but I could already feel the toasty warmth of it. Before the fire had appeared I felt alone and a bit scared but after the blue flame appeared I felt content in a way. In the dream when I closed my eyes it ended and I woke up confused as to what the dream meant and I still am. If anyone has any ideas of what it meant then I would greatly appreciate any ideas. ~
I had a very vivid dream where this group of people were going to kill me and my family knew about it. There wasn't anything they could do. I tried to get away but eventually got chased into a bedroom of the house I was in. She had a knife and was going to try and slice me but I knew it would be painful so I told her to please just cut my throat quickly. She did just that but only cut through my left carotid artery. I lay there for a while bleeding out but I didn't die. I somehow managed to then escape.
So, when I was about 6 or 7 years old I had a dream. The scary thing is that I can still remember this dream and I am much older now. It started off with me at the bottom of a big hill. I climbed up and there was a dark house at the top. I climbed up the steps and walked in. The floor of the house was made of bones and everything else was normal. I saw a skeleton in the kitchen right ahead of me and he was making pasta or something. It all seemed so normal to me. Then, two dogs, not even dogs, skeletons of dogs ran up to me. I wasn't scared though, it still felt normal. The skeleton gave me the pasta then my dream ended. I know this dream is super stupid and silly but I want to know the reason behind it. Its weird how I can still remember a dream from when I was so young...
My family and I were inside a store. They had a red bicycle propped next to them and I approached it feeling nervous. The thing is, I haven't ridden a bicycle since I was a child and due to my legs being rather short, I get scared of not being able to reach the ground and stop in case I got out of control. And I have too much pride to get a child's bike so I've just never ridden one again. That's why I find this dream so odd. Once I got on the bike in my dream, I had trouble balancing in which I expected. But then, as time passed, I got the hang of it & started zipping around the store with no problems. I lowkey feel like I have an idea what this means but I'd like to know what y'all think.
I was in a store buying new art supplies and food when everyone started rushing out of the building and it was suddenly filled with smoke. No sign of a fire, but just smoke. When I had gone outside it all of a sudden tried into a school reunion and when the last person came out, I went to embrace her and she just said 'the future goes on, remember this' causing me to go into a frenzy asking her if shes okay and what she meant. Then I jolted awake quite sweaty. What on earth's name does this mean? Store fire turned school reunion with the future involved