Dream About Youth Prison And Toxic Relationships

The first dream I was transferred to the other Youth Prison to have a look. Some of the old boys tha used to be at my residence were there. They were well looked after, it felt like a holiday programme more than a Youth prison. The boys rooms felt like a genuine young boys room, with drawers, posters, a small TV. All of the essentials in the boys rooms were all secondhand but it made such a big difference. The boys felt like they were able to be young boys instead of criminals. The second dream started in the centre of a township, where me and my ex best friend found our other old friend and her long-term partner eating at the centre. Her and her partner were displaying signs of drug abuse as they started dribbling halfway through their sentences. At one point my two friends left me with her partner to get drinks with a car load they flagged down who were work colleagues of hers. Her partner then proceeded to lead back to a house where he tried to take advantage of me and started kissing on my neck. I refused to be apart of it and stormed out of the house to be met by my friends outside screaming at me and accusing me of cheating with her partner. I fought and yelled back telling her I had no part in it and it was all him, yelling at him to tell the truth to her and admit it was him. She continued to scream and abuse us both for cheating, and her scream was that of pure trauma and horror. When she confronted me accusing me of cheating with her man, i swore on my dead child life, which in reality i had a miscarriage, that i didnt touch him or provoke that behaviour and it was all him. But it felt like it fell on deaf ears and she just continued to abuse her partner. She started acting him to the point the family had to get involved and seperate them, but she continued to physcial harm him. Before i chose to leave because i didnt want anything to do with this toxic situation, as i was leaving i took one last look at the fightinf couple and she had smashed a huge liquor bottle into his head where i believe she had stabbed it into his skull. I walked away in disbelief and had no fear in facing her if i were to become her next target because i didnt do anything wrong and felt strongly about my innocence that i wasnt scared. I carried on walking through a small township i wasnt very familiar with and noticed a small creek tgat led to the ocean and a graveyard littering both sides of the bank. I felt like ive sene it before but carried on my journey. I then came across a gang member gathering and walked beside one who seemed like he knew who i was and made a light joke after a greeting. I carried on after greeting after him and the gang member walking infront of me looked familiar and i then called his name and surprised it was my old physcial life work collegue. The third dream was my partner, myself, my mother, my sister, my friend and her family of 4 living together. My partner arrives with a set of twin baby girls and says he just found out these are his kids and the mother doesnt want them. So we take them in, and i feel a sense of jealousy in me. Although i feel jealous, i still care for them as if they were any ither child. It feels like a few weeks passed in the dream and as we loaded my partners babies, and ny friends kids into the car and start driving i asked my partner "have you named the girls yet?" and he laughed and said no, i replied "why not? Its been ages since you got them, they cant just go around having no name" but i could tell he didnt show interest in the children due to him not really planning or wanting them. So i said its okay, ill name them and coddled them. My last dream was in an old house that had no residence in it. A tall dark man in a cloak entered and playfully told me to put my ear to the floor and tell him what i feel. As i placed my ear on the floor it immediately feels warm, it gave me a slight fright where i came up and looked at him and he laughed and said "Thats Hell." so i did it again and now aware of what it was, i could feel the heat and hear the rumble and crackle of fire underneath the floor. He then comes over and hurries me to open all the windows and doors before it gets too hot in here. Without warning he leads the opening of the house, and starts digging at the flooe to open it. I feel a slight panic at the idea if i dont open the house up were gonna get killed by Hell's fire and had a bit of difficulty keeping them open. Thankfully i managed them open as the floor opened into Hell, and i felt a wave of relief when i realized Hell's fire isnt as hot as i thought it might be