vincedreams

[vincedreams]

I had just arrived home after having spent some time at my grandmas home. My dad id soing something to eat. It is some strsnge thing from eggs, minced meat and bacon.

My younger siblings are talking about wanting to see the upcoming movie about Puss in the Boots. For some reason, I decide to acll my grandma in the midst of eating. Although I do not remember how I arrived home, I assume my grandma had drove me back. Because when I call her, she’s in the car. I decide to be funny and open google maps as we speak, to try and figure out where she is. I find a dot on the rosd leading up to her house so I press it. Like when you press on a location on the app, a little page on the bottom shows up. On it is my grandmas name, along with a short info box. For some reason, I decide to read the box.

It says something about who my grandma is. But it ends with a sentence, saying that she’s dead. I right away stop reading. And now my dad is trying to tell me to get off the phone and eat. But when I try to talk to my grandma now and let her know that I need to put down the phone, the call seems to not be connecting right. At some points I hear her say ”Hello?”.

Then suddenly, I hear the fear in her voice as the call is connecting again. She has turned on facetime and she’s holding the phone up, as she’s trying to get back to her house as fast as she can with her bad back and legs.” I’m being followed!”. She screams. Dread washes over me. The facetime call is in very low quality but I can see something coming up behind her. And suddenly, it has jumped on her bag. What looks like a little girl. At first I want to laugh and tell my grandma it just one of the neighbour kids, I mean, it must be. Right?

But then I see how scared she still is. But my grandma looks absolutely horrified. So I freeze up. The quality of the call is still very bad. But I see how the girl opens her mouth. ”I’m calling the police!” I say, trying to scare the girl away. But she just keeps opening her mouth, until it’s bigger than a humans. And then she bites down in my grandmas neck. My grandma lets out a scream that could be heard for miles. I also scream aswell as shouting at my father ”CALL THE POLICE! CALL THE POLICE!”

I had a feeling that the little girl would kill my grandma if no lne got there quick enough. And I also had a feeling, that no one would get there wuick enough.

So therr I sat, on the face call. Watching this happening to someone I love, and there’s absolutely nothing I can do.

I’m stoll shaken.

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Fell asleep again and woke up back at the stables, only that it was more like a house this time. Spent the entire dream trying to close and cover all the windows. But it just wouldn’t ever end.

Woke up from a memorable nightmare (with a suprisingly good ending)

Started with my friend coming over for a sleep over. We suddenly saw our old classmates and they tomd us that they were going to a cute cafe and to meet them there.

Me and my friend took our horses (that we don’t have in real life) and my dog. We then head off. We passes houses until we come to a field. And then we walk across the field into the forest, were we find a small horse stable. We notice that the rest of the way is probably best to go by foot. But we first decide to text our friend and as them if we can even leave our horses here.

We don’t really get clear answers but the friend sends us pictures and videos of the cafe. And we realize that we are in a hurry. The time is 10:20 something, and you have to be there by 11. For some reason, I notice some elderly people. Especially and elderly man. He stared straight ahead. Not at the camera. The camera came in at an angel. He was staring at something else.

Me and my friend leaves our horses and I manage to make my dog stay too by fooling him with fake weed (for some reason, my dog and horse in my dream likes weed????). We then find out that the best way to continue our path, is by opening the window ans jumping out that way. So we do that. But I make my horses and dog stay at the stable. But then suddenly, the next thing I know, it is in the middle of the night.

I don’t know if we went to the cafe. But I know that it is dark and I’m bake at the stable. There’s some people there who kind of stays to the side of my view. I never focus on them. But I do focus on one of them, someone who I know slightly. That’s when things start to turn bad. Horses are dying. I’m panicking, trying to figure our a way home but my horse has gone out the field. Not the one we crossed in the beginning, but a smaller one on the middle of the forest and behind the stable. The horses are running around like crazy and I try to calm my down with cheese. I am told that some people horses have died to night. I hesd back inside and two old ladies are there. They want a ritual. I am to prick myself with a needle, then dip it in red wax before finally a lit candles wax. And after that I press it dosn against the old ladies skins. It’s suppose to help them against the curse.

I feel him. At least I think it’s a him. He’s by the door. I feel uneasy while a write this. As if he climbed out my dream and he’s now here in my room abseny from light.

I keep asking everyone what’s going on. But no one knows. Which is when I find my horse now laying on the floor, not responding. There’s still a heart beat. The guy I know, tells me that throwing wine st the horse should do the trick. But we don’t have wine. This is also around the time I find out that my friend has already left with the old friends we met in the beginning. My pov switches to them having a nice time but being told to turn the music down. Them back to my pov. I am confused, are they at my place and are they disrespecting my mom?

I sudddnly get the feeling that I have to leave. I also figure out its not at my place, just at a ladies place who has the same name as my mom. But I have to get out. Even if its on foot. I look at the exit where I can feel this strange being. And then I just start running with a friend. I stare down at my phone, trying to call my mom. But I just accidently call the one who shared her name, and it goes straight to voice mail. Suddenly when I look ahesd, I see the opening of the forest to the field that we crossed early on, the one before the stables but after the houses.

It is bright as day out. And I can see the back of a man. It is him. Who I’ve been feeling. I just know it. He walks out the forest towards the field and he then just disappears. As if he was an illusion created by light hitting the right spots. At first, we think about running along the forest and exitimg to the field in another opening expecg the one we saw this spirit take. But then I shook my head. No, we takd this one. We run like crazy. And so we do, we run across the field like madmen. This is when I notice that all the houses around us has their windows covered. I speak to my friend about it in a way that make it sound like I noticed it the first time we crossed the field. The friend makes a commet about who no one who livws here is white. She doesn’t say it in a insulting way, just an observing one. And she’s right. No one in these big houses were right. We move on from that but I suddenly remember being told that there’s a curse here. And I guess I now know that it isn’t some crazed urban legend, it’s true.

Suddenly I leave my POV. It’s like I’m a camera now and it speeds to a open window with noghing covering it yet. There’s a woman there and she looks in to the camera and sings. The song ends with an aggressive voice, ”The banana curse is you”. I’m not sure if she sung craze or curse. But on the last note, she harshly thugged the curtains shut.

I could hear my thoughts. It is me, I’m the curse? I recall now that all the windows were shut and covered by curtains. But how we opened one to hesd to the csfe. How we never closed it. How we most likely let the curse into the stable as the night arrived. I am the banana curse.

We move on, and I arrive home. My horse and dog is now there, they are both doing so much better. And my dream ends.

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Woke up from a memorable nightmare (with a suprisingly good ending)

Started with my friend coming over for a sleep over. We suddenly saw our old classmates and they tomd us that they were going to a cute cafe and to meet them there.

Me and my friend took our horses (that we don’t have in real life) and my dog. We then head off. We passes houses until we come to a field. And then we walk across the field into the forest, were we find a small horse stable. We notice that the rest of the way is probably best to go by foot. But we first decide to text our friend and as them if we can even leave our horses here.

We don’t really get clear answers but the friend sends us pictures and videos of the cafe. And we realize that we are in a hurry. The time is 10:20 something, and you have to be there by 11. For some reason, I notice some elderly people. Especially and elderly man. He stared straight ahead. Not at the camera. The camera came in at an angel. He was staring at something else.

Me and my friend leaves our horses and I manage to make my dog stay too by fooling him with fake weed (for some reason, my dog and horse in my dream likes weed????). We then find out that the best way to continue our path, is by opening the window ans jumping out that way. So we do that. But I make my horses and dog stay at the stable. But then suddenly, the next thing I know, it is in the middle of the night.

I don’t know if we went to the cafe. But I know that it is dark and I’m bake at the stable. There’s some people there who kind of stays to the side of my view. I never focus on them. But I do focus on one of them, someone who I know slightly. That’s when things start to turn bad. Horses are dying. I’m panicking, trying to figure our a way home but my horse has gone out the field. Not the one we crossed in the beginning, but a smaller one on the middle of the forest and behind the stable. The horses are running around like crazy and I try to calm my down with cheese. I am told that some people horses have died to night. I hesd back inside and two old ladies are there. They want a ritual. I am to prick myself with a needle, then dip it in red wax before finally a lit candles wax. And after that I press it dosn against the old ladies skins. It’s suppose to help them against the curse.

I feel him. At least I think it’s a him. He’s by the door. I feel uneasy while a write this. As if he climbed out my dream and he’s now here in my room abseny from light.

I keep asking everyone what’s going on. But no one knows. Which is when I find my horse now laying on the floor, not responding. There’s still a heart beat. The guy I know, tells me that throwing wine st the horse should do the trick. But we don’t have wine. This is also around the time I find out that my friend has already left with the old friends we met in the beginning. My pov switches to them having a nice time but being told to turn the music down. Them back to my pov. I am confused, are they at my place and are they disrespecting my mom?

I sudddnly get the feeling that I have to leave. I also figure out its not at my place, just at a ladies place who has the same name as my mom. But I have to get out. Even if its on foot. I look at the exit where I can feel this strange being. And then I just start running with a friend. I stare down at my phone, trying to call my mom. But I just accidently call the one who shared her name, and it goes straight to voice mail. Suddenly when I look ahesd, I see the opening of the forest to the field that we crossed early on, the one before the stables but after the houses.

It is bright as day out. And I can see the back of a man. It is him. Who I’ve been feeling. I just know it. He walks out the forest towards the field and he then just disappears. As if he was an illusion created by light hitting the right spots. At first, we think about running along the forest and exitimg to the field in another opening expecg the one we saw this spirit take. But then I shook my head. No, we takd this one. We run like crazy. And so we do, we run across the field like madmen. This is when I notice that all the houses around us has their windows covered. I speak to my friend about it in a way that make it sound like I noticed it the first time we crossed the field. The friend makes a commet about who no one who livws here is white. She doesn’t say it in a insulting way, just an observing one. And she’s right. No one in these big houses were right. We move on from that but I suddenly remember being told that there’s a curse here. And I guess I now know that it isn’t some crazed urban legend, it’s true.

Suddenly I leave my POV. It’s like I’m a camera now and it speeds to a open window with noghing covering it yet. There’s a woman there and she looks in to the camera and sings. The song ends with an aggressive voice, ”The banana curse is you”. I’m not sure if she sung craze or curse. But on the last note, she harshly thugged the curtains shut.

I could hear my thoughts. It is me, I’m the curse? I recall now that all the windows were shut and covered by curtains. But how we opened one to hesd to the csfe. How we never closed it. How we most likely let the curse into the stable as the night arrived. I am the banana curse.

We move on, and I arrive home. My horse and dog is now there, they are both doing so much better. And my dream ends.

[vincedreams]

Been a while… I just woke up from a nightmare so I apologize in advance for my grammar. It is 4:56 am after all.

On this friday, I’ll be moving a bit over an hour away to my mother. I’ll be studying there. In my dresm, my father wss helping me taking my stuff from home to my mothers. At this point, everything was okay. We arrive at my mothers. My memory is a bit foggy here because I think I started having another dream. But after a while the original once continues as we carry the bags and boxes up to my new room at my moms. My dad had to park pretty far away and starts to head back to his car. I just finishef putting down my lsst box when it hits me… I’d rather go back home and instead return closer to the school start. So I csll my dad and let him know that I’ll be coming to the csr aswell and to not leave without. He tells me he’ll wait.

Things start to get blurry again. My mom leaves for the store and I have to wait for her return before I leave. Time pssses and I worry that my father will leave. So I try to call him to tell him what’s going on. No answer.

I start going on some apps on my phone, killing time. Then I call him again. no answer.

I go onto snapchat, and for just a few seconds I accidently end up face timing a guy I barely know. But I hand up pretty quickly. And instesd, I call my stepsister who picks up. Apparently she’s on the back of a moped that my sister is driving. They ramble something about missing doing something. And then I hear the worry. Something is approaching ”Train”. My stepsisters voice shake. I don’t know what they are doing driving at a train rail, but I dont waste time asking. I can hear the train getting close. My sister is crying on the other end. It’s the cries of someone whos thinking ”This is it. Im going to die”. I cry into the phone ”Drive off! to the side! drive off!”.

There’s not much you can do on the phone. But for some reason, the voice of a woman comes into the call. I know here in the dream. But looking back now, I have no idea who she is. But she listens with me as we hear the train driving into the moped. But also how my siblings jump off to the side. I don’t know what the side is or what made them able to drive off the rails. What if its just a miles down drop? I hear my sister scream for a second. And my stepsister says in fear something about legs. Then it goes silent. So silent, that I think the call ended. The woman is talking, but I cant register what she’s saying. ”Connect me back!” I shout, as if she has any power to do such a thing. But turns out that I was still in the call with my siblings. They were just silent, and apparently it was a facetime. ”I’m just covering the screen” the woman says in worry. It is like my sisters side is a video put on behind the woman as she actually stands infront of a greenscreen. But I don’t watch. I know there’ll be something terrible behind her.

I wake up. And all I want to do is hug my sister. Too bad our relstionship is a little bit rocky.

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Just woke up to a proper nightmare which is rare. So I figured I’d quikly write it all down.

I have finally convinced my friend go agree on coming with me to my visit to my mother. We areive at the city and just spends time together, feeling relaxed. We decided to sneak into the cinema but suddenly the movie stops playing.

She and I waits. Expecting a worker to show up and shout us out. But instead we hear the radio playing in the hallway stop it’s music ”Detta är just nu inne. Sverige är nu officiellt i krig med Ryssland. Jag är så fucking sorry/This is just in. Sweden is officially in war with Russia. I’m so fucking sorry”

Putin has threatened to ask her before so it came as no suprise. But my heart still beat fast and I ran out of the cinema and back home, my friend short behind me. When we arrive, my mother is already getting the basement door open. I’m filled with dread. It’s happening. It’s actually happening. Fuck.

And then I woke up.

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Part 2

Old half dried blood is seeping lazily down. It’ll probably stop and bw fully dried before it even gets the chance to reach the ground. There’s a unfamiliar feeling in me. Maybe pity? shame? Whatever it is, I push it away. I never find out where I am. But next thing I know im being choked. As a testamony towards my loyalty towards the serie Hannibal, Hannibal is there. He’s looking towards the tv but whatever is on it, he doesn’t seem interested. I cant see the one choking me, they aren’t using their hands. Instead they have me in a chokehold. I’m not afraid. I don’t enjoy it, but I also don’t feel fear. I know im not going to die. It’s like I’m familiar to the feeling, as if it has happened thousand times before. Something that used to cause fear, panic, pain, was now second nature. I knew it was coming and I didn’t fight it, I almost even felt comfort in it. After a while it stops. The powerful woman from before is there. She tells me that the the person who had been chooking me (they aren’t there anymore), had hurt her daughter. I felt betrayed in a odd sense. During all this time, I can feel that a trust had been built inbetween me and the person. I felt as if this meant no one else would get hurt. But now someone had. Soon later, I find myself at the back of the apartment building again. Where I had been early in the beginning of the dream. There’s a girl there, I for some reason know her. Maybe it had been the girl that the woman told me about, the one who got hurt. I know that she had been gone for a little bit and everyone had fallen into panic. ”wheres the girl? is she getting hurt again?”. The fear slowly disappeared when I found her unharmed. But rage soon came as I saw her father with her. Something told me that although he wouldn’t intentionally harm her, he is careless. The type of carelessness that could get her harmed. The type of carelessness that would leave a toddler alone by a pool, or allow an aggressive dog walk without a leash because of a missplaced sense of trust. I picked up the girl, happy to see her alive and okay. And suddenly I heard her father start choking. I knew he was going to die so I did nothing. And he did die. He fell to the ground and that was it.

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Part One.

I went down the stairs of the apartment complex. There sat a guy around my age, crying. He still lives with his family and he’s holding a half finishes sandwhich. He doesn’t want to eat it, but his family thinks thats disrespectful. So they sent him out to sit on the stairs, not allowing him in until he has finished his meal. It’s a bit odd, seeing someone of that age crying over having to eat a sandwhich. But it tugged at my heart strings, there’s some sort of odd understanding inbetween us. He looks at me and without saying a word, he holds out the sandwhich to me. Desperation in his eyes. I know exactly what it is he wants. I take the sandwhich from him and then continue my way down the stairs. Outside there’s a car, its the guys father. I know it since we are neighbours. I come outside, attempting to hide the sandwhich behind me. I greet him quickly before continuing my way around the building, this is where I throw away the sandwhich. After a while, I make my way back up the building. What looks like two bodyguards are waiting. One of them cuff me, but its done playfully. I can tell that it isn’t very serious, just standard proceedures. They lead me into the apartment where the guy I had met before lives with his family. They then show me through the apartment and too the balcony. There is a woman. The guys mother. She looks powerful. She still dresses a bit nonchalant, but her eyes tells you enough. She is important, the most important person in the room. I am told to take a seat on the otherside of the table from her. There’s alot of people here. No one is afraid, they all seem very happy and talking inbetween themselves. She talks to them to. Its clear that they all consider family important. The cuffs come off but I stay seated. I don’t really talk to anyone. But when I look at the ground below the balcony, I see a tiger. A tiger with bright colors, just walking towards seemingly nowhere. After it comes a lion, just as beautiful. And then a dog. ”Is that a tiger and a lion?” I ask. I’m told yes, because well, it is.—————————————————————————— Skipping through some unimportany stuff (although it’s worth mentioning that where ever it seems like I am in this dream, Zombies exist here). I’m at a concert. It’s not a famous band, but it’s well known around the townpeople. So there’s still folks there cheering it on. I see someone go into another room, it’s the musician Ray Toro. A strange feeling falls upon me. I don’t want to meet him for some reason. Not because I dont find him to be good, but because it feels like if I do he wont like me. Its insecurity. I decide to leave with my friend. We get into the car and starts to drive. It the day now and everything is strange. The houses are different, the people are dressed different. Their cars look to fit in with the late 1970s and early 1980s. Me and my friend exit the car, painfully aware of how we stick out like a sore thumb along these people. We walk over to some guys protesting something. They are dressed to look like a mix between hippies and rockstars. But definitely leaning towards the hippie side. They don’t seem excited about us walking towards them. One of them makes a comment to the other, something about them worrying about what people will think if they talk to us. The annoyance is clear when they hear our question. ”What year is it?” I asked. They almost look offended. Their expresion screams ”how could you not know what shitty year you are in?”. The ”leader” of the group mutters for us to come with. We follow as I notice a familiar face. It’s John Deacon. He’s talking to someone and smiling brightly. He’s radiating comfort, but I don’t talk to him. But I do feel a sense of gladness seeing him there. We end up at a kiosk, the man we’ve been following is asking for a newspaper. Probably to show us what year we are in. But my eyes get stuck looking at a rusty swing set. There’s two or three swings on it. And in each seat, there’s a zombie. Tied to it and desperately trying to reach us humans. But the retraints just digs into their rotten flesh.

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As a child, my family would frequently spend the summer at a ”family camping” spot. I have some wonderful memories from there. The problem now though, Is that I am no longer a child. But I am also not over the age of 23. This means, I cannot camp at this place. They are very strict about age, If you arent going with family then you have to be above 23. They want to focus on making the place safe for kids. Which means no people who are only there to get drunk and party.

This doesn’t stop me from wanting to go. I hope dearly for my family to go so that I can sneak along with. But they are no longer interested in camping. So alas, I have to wait. Or at least that was until I met Mads Mikkelsen and relative of his. I have no clue who the other guy was, But apparently in this place we were already friends. They had decided that they would be going to this camping spot, and I was invited to tag along. We arrived to the camp and whilst on a walk, I met her. My childhood bestfriend. There she was in all her glory. We jumped into each others arms and hugged tightly. And then we spent the day together, just talking and hanging out. Fuck I miss her.

Later on, we part ways and I end up in a hotel room. A decision had been made. Rather than using a tent or the likes of that, we opted to pay for an actual room at the camping place. One room. Dream me has the hots for Mads Mikkelsen aswell, so this was a moment of fucking panic. Anyways, Nothing really happened besides dream me constantly thinking ”he’s hot he’s hot he’s hot”.

This is where the dream takes an unexpected turn. Mads relative (lets call him Sean) made an attempt of murdering me in cold blood. Luckily I survived. But then Mads appeared. He apologized for Seans actions, said something about how he has always been impulsive. He then explained that he thinks I am a nice person, but sadly he cant allow me to walk free and risk Seans life. Turns out Mads is some sort of mafia boss. I quickly told him that it’s all forgiven, I wont tell anyone. Pretty much begged him (calmly) to not kill me. Mads seemed unsure but decided that he wouldnt kill me. At least not himself. Instead he left me with Sean, leaving him to decided. But I am a sneaky bastard and I managed to escape. And then I ended up at a bus for tourists in spain and stole a juice box.

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I was in a school, Starting a job as a music teacher. All of a sudden the school got attacked by those fuckers from the matrix. I remember hiding. And after it calmed down I met up with a guy who looked very ”emo”. Apparently we had met before. I have no clue who this guy was but he went by the name of Miles I think. We walked together and just talked. And that was it.

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I walked into a workshop. Mads Mikkelsen was there and he was working on a wood mural, carving lions out and a portrait of Chadwick Boseman.

Lot of other stuff happened involving Hannibal but I think I’ll keep that part of my dream to myself.

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Was with the fam. We stayed at a new place, And I got followed by the cops for whatever reason.

After that I was given a glass of milk. I was told that if I chugged it, I’d wake up in the Stanford prison experiment. I chugged that milk as if there was no tomorrow.

Please note, I hate milk.

I had no interest in being in the actual experiment. Still did it though. Why? Well because why not. Anyways. Woke up and got asigned the role as a prisoner. Was told I had a task that I needed to complete with my cell mate. We had to get a cake with a football painted on it.

We stole some stuff in the process. Y’know? Just to act like the badass prisoners that we are.

Then I woke up.

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I had arrived for my regular therapy appointment when Hannibal opened the door all bloody. I froze in shock and turned to leave, But he said my name. So I slowly faced him again before walking inside. There was bodys on the ground, cops. I was standing in the middle of a killing spree.

He said he was going to do something and for me to wait there. So I waited in the room. After a bit I went over to a small childs bed and bent down, Picking up one of the many plushies under the bed. Hannibal returned and beckoned me to follow after him into the bathroom. So I did. He made me face the mirror over the faucet and I knew exactly what was going to happen. A second later, And my throat was cut open. I could see it happen in the mirror. The blood started to run down my neck and my throat. I bent ro try and make it go into the sink rather on the floor. My closed mouth got filled with blood and Hannibal left me there to die. What more can you expect from him?

After a while, The blood started coming but I wasnt dead. I slowly stood up properly and looked in the mirror. The cut was still there. In all its gore. I could hear more cops arrive. Something in me said I didnt want help and I didnt want to go back home. So I quickly ran out the house. The cops tried to chae me, Because in this world I was a child again. They couldn’t let a harmed child run off like that.

And so there I was, On the run. At some point I met some friends, But they werent on my side. I realized just in time that they tipped off my location to the police, So I ran. Another time I ended up in a womans prison. I somehow climbed inside and had to help one of them to roll a huge metal ball up a hill for a competition. We did not win. After a while I ended up at my old school with an old friend. After having lost my friend, My phone started ringing on snapchat. I knew if I answered the cops would be able to locate me. But I feared something might have happened to my friend, so I opened the snapchat.

It wasnt my friend who called. Just something a ad related. So now I knew I had to keep running because I opened the app. I went up to my old teacher and said ”You are the greatest teacher I have ever met” and then started running again. Until my phone ince more started ringing, It was Hannibal Lecter. And just like that, I woke up.

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Went to Germany to see an exclusive film about Nirvana. Brought my sister along.

The whole place was located at what looked like a a truck delivery business. Inside you were met by an old lady who wanted to see your ticket. Me and my sister showed her and was then allowed to continue into a small room where some other Nirvana fans were. The show started and it was almost like being at an actual concert. Only, Kurt Cobain wasn’t singing. Some lady was. Halfway through, Something went wrong and the show stopped. We were told to use this time to go to the bathroom or whatever while they fixed the issue. A lady with a rose told my sister and I that if you go back to the old lady who checks the tickets, She can give you a rose. I split up with my sister to go and get the rose. Sdly though, I was given some other flower. My social anxiety was acting up so I didnt have the courage to ask for an rose instead. Plus, Beggets cant be choosers and all that. I went to get back to my seat but the hallways were confusing and I ended up at the wrong show. After realizing and asking for help, I found my way back to where I was suppose to be. But my sister was gone. In panic, I started to look for her. I found her with the old lady, and the old lady was no mad. Apparently she thought my sister had snucked in. I had to explain the situation but the arguing just kept going. It is at this point that I noticed something strange with my sisters eyes. The whites had green layers on them and she looked sick. I kept telling the old lady that I had to leave and take her to the hospital. But she wouldn’t listen. Finally I got in touch with someone higher up who told the old lady to let us leave. We quickly went outside where we met some germans who asked about my sisters eyes. My sister explained that she had eaten a lime and thats what it did to her. A while later we arrived to the place we were staying at with my mother snd her family. This place was crazy haunted by the father of the guy who was renting it out to us. Thankfully my room wasn’t haunted much since I kindly asked the spirit to let me sleep in peace. The next day, I got to the airport where I then got arressted because apparently they thought I was an illegal immigrant. Two sketchy people said they’d be escorting me back to my country. Alot of shit happened, Apparently I knew some magic and impressed some ladies at the gas station.

Shit was weird. Idk man. I’m too tired to write more.

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I went into a building where orphans lived. Mostly teenagers. Walking through the halls and up stairs, I found a library. Deeper into the library I found what I was looking for, An ancient Egyptian artifact. The same artifact we see in the movie ���Night At The Museum”.

I knew what I had to do. I needed to take it and release its powers so that the statues can come to life again. What statues you may ask? No clue. There was non around me. But I knew this was my mission. After taking it under my arm and walking past a worker of the orphanage with the fear of getting caught. It hit me, I have no clue where to even begin to make this work. How does one release an ancient power so that statues can get the chance to live? After pondering this question for a long while, I came to a conclusion. I had to put the artifact back and leave it be until I knew what to do. So that is what I did.

After wards I learn that the orphanage also had verious classes for anyone who needed it. I decided to take one, But a a ”mean girl” did not like that. In fact, She did not want me at this class. She did something to try and ruin my reputation and have me thrown out. And she succeeded, at first. Until I went to the same worker who almost caught me stealing. He was a man who gave out very Dr. House, I hate my life, type of vibe. I told him of the situation and a plan of catching this mean girl in her lies. Suddenly, I no longer was whoever I was at the beginning of this dream, Instead I now floated above the scene. Looking down I saw the man and I could hear his thoughts and feeling. After living in a constant state of boredom and hating his job, he finally found something exciting. He skipped his way home, full with new purpose. And thats all I can remember. Cool stuff.

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I was in South Korea and in the body of someone I’m not. I was apparently in love with this one girl and did everything I could to get her attention. One day though, I decided to get a burger from burger king. Why burger king you ask? No clue, Dont like burger king so I dont know why my dream included just burger king. But I did order a burger.

Anyways. A fight started outside and a man suddenly pulled out a gun. I hid behind a shelf qnd closed my eyes. I knew this was it for me. But for some reason I also knew it was a dream so I tried to wake up. Instead, I ended up in another dream where I was petting cows at my grandmas place and my grandpa was alive and well (He passed from cancer back kn 2018). At some point though, I ended up back in japan but this time as an mother to a baby. so yet again a person I do not know. I walked down a pair of stairs and I was suddenly in that burger king. It was completely empty except for the man still hiding by the shelves.

The man got up and suddenly I was seeing things in his eyes. The burger king workers came back while talking about the shooting yesterday. They then asked the man what he was doing here. The man said ”I never got my burger”. Throughout the rest of the dream I switched inbetween the man and the woman and just weird shit happened. At one point another shooting was going on and this time I was the woman and hid in a toilet stall. At some point I also dreamed I was myself at home and looking at a fake The Avengers movie before switching to Scott Pilgrim. The last thing I dreamed about was having dinner with a family I do not know as the woman. Me and the older woman at the table were trying to figure out which drink was ours because we had accidently switched drinks or something. And thats about it.

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I was on my way home with my friend, and I had a chihuahua in the dog carrier. At some point a pit bull decided he wanted to be in the carrier too. Despite having spaghetti for arms, I decided to put them both in and carry them home.

When I got home and opened the carrier, A full grown man crawled out. It was a wizard who had taken the form of a pit bull. He thanked both of us for carrying him (which tf btw??? I was the one who carried the carrier) and said the prize is a split of 11.000 dollars. He handed us cash, But I was only given 4.500 while my friend got 6.500. The wizard said he didn’t believe in equal pay between women and men.

[vincedreams]

I dreamt I was on a cruise and fell in love with Lenny Bruce

My dreams lack sense