At first I couldn't see anything but I heard two people talking.
"Is she dead?"
"I hope not! It was an accident."
"Look where you are going next time. If there is one!"
"I'm sorry... What if she wakes up and forces me out of town? What if? What if? What..."
"Shut up! She's still alive. I think..."
Then in the dream I could see two blurry figures looking down at me. I rubbed my eyes but they were too blurry. I finally found my voice. It was almost a whisper. I said. "Its too blurry. Why can't I see properly?"
Figure one: "Your glasses must have fallen off in the accident."
Me: "Accident? What accident and who are you?"
Figure 2: "She doesn't remember us? How can she forget us?"
Figure 1: "Stop blabbering on about her forgetting and go look for her glasses!"
Figure 2: "Okay, and I'm sure the others will help me find them."
Then the second figure disappeared out of my blurred vision. The first one was still standing over me.
"Katie, we were so worried about you. We thought we'd lost you."
"How do you know my name? Who are you? What were you talking about the to that other person?"
I didn't find out the answers though because my alarm clock woke me up. It felt real though.
Last night I dreamt that I was in a school, and I had this feeling that something really bad was gonna happen so I was walking around trying to find an exit, but no matter where I turned I always ended up in the same hallway. In my dream I was in love with this girl who I think I'd been good friends with, and I kept running into her with someone else. Every time I turned they were in the hallway holding each other or laughing or dancing. I finally gave up trying to find an exit and went into a math class but then the teacher wouldn't let me leave and I was stuck there listening to people trying to work out math problems.
I dreamt I woke up late for work today. Then I couldnt tell what time it was because all of a sudden my phone was showing the time with 80 hours in an hour instead of 60. As I was leaving my house, I realized I didnt shave my legs and my uniform is a dress so I had to go shave and by the time I was done I was already hours late so I didnt end up going. Then I ran into my manager and I started to panic thinking about an excuse but she just ran to me saying her daughter died and she never went to work that day. Such a stressful dream
I had this one dream where first of all, I was a dude and a mob boss. I brought my -young- mob son to a gun shop because he was buying his first gun. At first the workers there were amused at the fact that he was getting his first handheld, but after a while they got annoyed with him.
Outside of the gun shop was a chain link fence, and behind the fence was 3 or 4 dogs chained, the chains nailed to the ground. They all had lost either one or both front legs, because the owner mistreated them so badly, they got malnourished and their legs rotted off. I was telling my son how bad people are, that dogs are a gift and no one should ever mistreat them. I really wanted to make this clear to him The owner came out of nowhere and started yelling at me for looking at his dogs.
The next part is a little violent. But it ends with me taking the dogs to my home.
i was in a city we got around to each building not through walking, but with these highspeed rollercoaster/bullet train things that went into the air. basically there was a huge complex of these things. i was afraid at first because it looked unsafe and completely defied physics, but nothing went wrong so thank god it wasnt a nightmare. Then one of the buildings had a zoo in it but sadly i woke up before went inside.
also the food there was crazy expensive, it was like $10 for 2 brownies
I had a strange dream last night. I was living in a very old house that looked nothing like any house I've ever been in, but I was planning to sell it. However, there were a lot of things wrong with the house so I had to bring in a contractor to fix all of them first. One of the things I hired the contractor to work on was closing up a large entrance hole in the basement.
Every night, goblins would use this entrance hole to come in through the basement. I knew they were dangerous, but I would stand at the top of the basement stairs and listen for them because I love goblins. I'd wait until I saw the fire from their torches casting their silhouettes on the wall at the turn of the staircase before I would slowly close the basement door and lock it.
I was always very reluctant to lock them out, because I wanted to talk to them. But for some unknown reason I had two boys in the house with me, a boy with blond hair and one with black hair. I had to protect them and didn't trust the goblins enough to risk anything with the boys in the house. Oddly enough, the dream wasn't a nightmare at all. I had no fear of the goblins and was just sad that I never got to interact with them.
Last night I was in Beach Bowl Galaxy from Super Mario Galaxy. It was fairly accurate, though had a few distortions to its general layout. I mostly just swam underwater, using the method where you constantly shake the Wii remote to travel faster. Not much in the way of narrative this time, just a pleasant little dream.
I dreamt that this YTer I used to watch didn't want to be on this earth anymore. So he went to stay with a friend who knew and was somehow okay with it like ??? what the heck
In my dream last night I was on a swing at one point, then I suddenly had a parachute and I was in the air. I think I somehow lost control of the parachute too - my flight ended with me slamming into a wall.
I dreamt that I was sitting at home when a man delivered a very large painting to my door. I didn't open the door because I never do unless I'm expecting someone or something, and he just propped the painting up against the door and left. It was larger than the door and not in a box. I couldn't get it in the house by myself so I waited for my husband to come home to figure out what to do.
A little while later, the same man who delivered the painting came back. I guess because I hadn't answered the door, he assumed no one was home. He started cutting the painting out of its frame. I was peeking through the window watching him, and this made me very distressed. I was afraid that I would be blamed for this missing painting that I now feared was genuine.
Then, because it was a dream, the man was magically gone and my husband was home. We were talking about the theft and my husband got very worried about our cars. We raced (how I don't know) to the car dealership and, sure enough, they had our cars and were preparing to do a trade in for a strange looking car that looked like a combination of our two vehicles. We immediately cancelled the trade, much to the disappointment of the salesman.
In the parking lot of the car dealership, there was a huge van parked in front of a number of brand new cars. Suddenly, a huge wind came blowing through and knocked the van over, ruining all those cars. I said, "That's not my fault."
The owner came out of nowhere and started yelling at me for looking at his dogs.
