Door

18 Jul 2024

Dream

A quick nightmare, someone I don't know came into a weird room that I was sleeping in, I watched the door slowly slide open and I tried to push him out but he reached towards me and told me to run, and then a hand came out of the vent above me and grabbed me by my face.

16 Jul 2024

Dream

witches were coming to get me and i woke up praying to God as i hear knocking on the door

15 Jul 2024

Dream

I was in a hotel room in the bathroom, my brother was in the other area waiting for me to finish. I heard my brother talking to another man and my brother asked if he wanted him to get me. The man said yes I guess, I felt afraid and thought what if he wanted to harm me, I saw a door and walked into a bigger room with a pod I thought should I hide in it? And then I saw a door said Exit, I walked through the door and started running in halls painted dark blue in color I heard children laughing they were ahead of me I kept running down the halls trying to get out and then I woke up

15 Jul 2024

Dream

I dreamt of being in my living room, with just my dog at first. I walked over to the clear door that connects the inside of the house to the outdoor deck, and I went to it, flicking the outside light on from the inside. I saw my cat. I flickered the light on and off a few more times, just to make sure I was seeing it right. It looked to be him, but for some reason in the dream, I had a very strong memory of already letting him in from outside. I looked towards the couches in the living room, seeing my dog and no one else. I called for my cat, just in case, and he ended up coming out from the dark closet downstairs. I just watched him, as he rubbed up against my leg and then walked away towards the couches as well. I took a moment before looking back at the cat outside. The cat that wasn’t my cat. I thought to myself, did I maybe let the doppelgänger in the first time, and the real cat is outside? Is the not-my-cat-cat even bad? What if he just wants shelter from the winds and cold outside, and is using anytmeans to get it? In all honesty, I was about to let him in, but before I could unlatch the lock, the cat that had copied my cat, turned into a siamese cat, with blue eyes. He seemed upset I saw through the ruse, but I wasn’t especially upset by his trickery. He faded into the darkness of outside, and the once locked deck door became weak, and Inhad to keep it closed to keep anything hiding in the darkness out. It was actually quite fun-my cat came to help me in an almost cartoonish way, putting wooden blocks and toys(I think) to help keep the sliding door as closed as possible. My dog even got up from laying down on the couch and kept watch by my weirdly small living room window that faced the same area my clear deck door did. The window only had one large vitamin, but it did cover the window until my dog nudged it and let the small window/hole peek through. I rushed over to help him close it and my dog huffed and started budging at the curtain to fix it with me. I looked over to my car sitting by the slightly ajar deck door, unable to move it but keeping watch, and I kinda laughed, walking over to him and pushing at the door to close it again. “Looks like we got work cut out for us, huh?” I said to my two pets. My white dog let out a rough whine and my cat just blinked at me. The dream felt hopeful, though.

14 Jul 2024

Dream

I was in a mix of my granny and god moms house( the back of the house was grandmas and the front was my god moms). And I was laying down and sleeping with my ex, I turn around and there’s a stud rubbing on my waist so I turn around trying to see who it is. It’s this random girl she’s pretty but she’s weird( something was off about her). Sooner or later there was a loud boom that went off. We went outside and soon seen that everyone was outside looking at the sky and around. My grandmothers neighbor checked his phone and had told everyone he got a notification that more bombs were coming into the neighborhoods direction. Soon everyone seen the next heart shaped bomb drop and everyone ran. Me n my ex both ran into the house and he told me that we needed to get out of here. We both ran outside but then I told him we needed a car. But I was already in the middle of our backyard driveway and a bomb was coming down straight for me. I knew I couldn’t run to the door in time because I was tired. I had no choice I looked at my granny’s back door and then my ex. That’s when I woke up.

14 Jul 2024

Dream

I was with my cousin Jason and some other friends and we were at the top of a hill and had to face off against very strong black armored samurai knight opponents that seemed more monster than human but they were trying to kill us. It was right in front of some giant door with torches lighting the area. I lost my long axe which was my weapon of choice in the dream. The leader of the opponents lent me his black metal sword which was crazy heavy. I tried using it to duel but was unsuccessful as it was heavy and I was untrained in sword fighting. We were outclassed.

12 Jul 2024

Dream

I'm back in the single room house I've been dreaming about before. The walls are still covered with the bluish glowing crystal. It starts with me kneeling on the ground in the center of the room. In front of me is the realistic lion carving the man with the long brown hair and beard gave me. I'm not sure what comes over me, but I reach out and pet the figurine like it's a cat. Of course, I get no response because it's an inanimate object, but I proceed to pet it anyway. Curious, I look behind me briefly. The doorway out from before is there, only now it is slightly ajar with the white light pouring in from it. Knowing it is there, I turn back and notice something new catching my eye. It's a vanity desk with a single mirror made of a brightly colored brown wood. Sitting on it is a new realistically crafted figurine. My curiosity gets the better of me and I stand up, intending to go give it a better look to see what it is. However, something gives me pause and I look down at the lion figurine. I almost feel like I'm seeking it's permission to go see it, but I don't sense any response. My mind then rationalizes it's because it's not living and therefore seeking it's permission is a silly, fruitless endeavor, so I proceed to walk forward. However, partway there, I stop. Suddenly, something comes over me almost as if to tell me not to approach the vanity or the figurine. Instinctively, I turn back towards the lion figurine once more in the center of the room. It feels like this sense of warning is coming from it, but it's pose has not changed nor it's expression. Hesitating, I look briefly between the two figurines and decide to keep going but to tread cautiously, to honor the warning the lion gave me. At least, I wanted to believe I was honoring it. However, the feeling of warning grows stronger with every step forward, almost as if the lion is screaming at me to turn back. I do not. I make it to the vanity desk and get a good look at the little wooden figurine sitting on it. It's a lamb in a prancing pose with it's mouth open and an almost happy expression on it's face. At this point, I am confused. What could be so dangerous about an innocent little lamb figurine? I reach out to grab it with my right hand, only to have my wrist violently grabbed by something to the right of me. It forcibly spins me around to face it and I am mortified by what I see. The creature before me is completely naked, and it has both a set of male reproductive organs, as well as a set of female reproductive organs. A true hermaphrodite. It's body looks completely anatomically correct with both male and female characteristics. However, it has a long demon tail that sharpens to an arrowhead tip, and creepiest of all... it has no facial characteristics. No eyes, nose, mouth, eyebrows, not even hair is on its face. It's just a smooth surface from forehead to chin with a pair of ears on either side. Naturally, due to the lack of features on what could be considered as little more than a walking mannequin, I shouldn't be able to read it's emotions. However, I can see plain as day that his thing was enjoying my fear. It wasn’t even angry I tried to take the lamb figurine, it was just enjoying the fact that I was scared of it. I attempt to pull away from it, but it yanks me back towards itself, until my nose is inches away from its smooth surface. In another desperate attempt to get away, I put my free hand on it's shoulder and use the leverage to push off away from it, successfully freeing myself, but acquiring a bruise from the harsh grip it had on my wrist. This creature doesn't seem to appreciate me getting away, so it takes the lamb figurine off the vanity, and it turns into a sword in it's hand that it holds out towards me threateningly. The hilt is black like a dark-colored iron and the blade seems to made out of a glowing brightly-colored steel. At this point, I panic. I attempt to run back towards the lion, but the creature doesn't let me get far and it runs the sword through my left shoulder, missing my vital organs seemingly on purpose. I scream out in agony, especially when the creature pulls the sword out. I grip the wound trying to stop the bleeding, however it feels like nothing I can do will ever stop the bleeding. The creature turns me to face it in my daze, and it runs me through again. This time, it punctures through the arm I'm gripping my wound with and all the way through my sternum and out my back. At this point, I'm coughing up blood and spitting it on the ground. The creature removes the sword again and stabs me through my right shoulder. Any attempt to scream is now quieter. The stab wound through my sternum nicked both my lungs and I'm having too much trouble breathing to cry out too loudly. I know if I overexert myself, I'll suffocate. The creature seems to be enjoying my plight as it pulls the sword out once more. At this point, I'm standing there hugging myself and holding my wounds trying not to bleed to death. However, I can't find my breath and I'm beginning to shiver as my body starts getting cold. I look at the creature and notice it's beginning to grow a mouth, and this mouth had such a sick, twisted grin, that I swallow nervously and take a step back. The creature doesn't let me go and it makes another attack, slicing my throat open in a left to right motion. At this point, I fall back onto the floor as blood fills my throat. I can no longer talk, scream, or cry. I spit up as much blood as I can to make every effort to do so, but it's in vain. I'm a bloody mess and this thing is enjoying torturing me. Adding insult to injury, it stabs me in the abdomen as I try to process what's happening to me. I don't even understand how I'm not dead yet. While it missed my vital organs at first, it was now making otherwise lethal blows, yet I somehow wasn't dead. Now this creature was laughing at me, as it points the sword at my chest where my heart is, but doesn't run me through. Instead, it seems to be pushing me back, and I crawl backwards trying to get away from the blade. That seems to be what it wants, as it's laughter turns more sinister, and it repeats this motion until I'm back in the center of the room lying next to the lion figurine. At this point, the creature seems to have had it's fun and presses it's foot down on my right leg to keep me from running, as it points the sword at my chest. Immediately, I knew what it was saying to me. It had spoken now words, only cackled at my plight, but knew exactly what it was saying to me. It had given me a chance to escape, but I was too weak to make it due to all the damage it did to me. It was showing me how weak it saw me, and now it was going to prove it. It uses the tip of the sword to press my body completely flat on the floor. My eyes glance at the bloodsoaked blade as it rests there, then I look back at the creature. The smile on it's face fades and turns into an evil frown that growls menacingly as it retracts the blade for a final blow. I don't know what came over me, but my hand instinctively reaches for the lion figurine to my left, and I give it one last stroke down it's back to pet it. Just then, the lion figurine rolls over, takes a pouncing stance as it grows into a living breathing lion, and attacks the creature. It bites it's sword wielding arm and rips it off, throwing both away. The sword turns back into a lamb figurine and the arm itself evaporates into thin air. After seeing that, I sit up enough and watch this now living lion tear apart the true hermaphrodite. Every piece the animal rips from its body evaporating the moment it separates. However, like me, the lion doesn't give the creature a chance to scream our for help, hut it didn't toy with it either. The lion just killed the creature, tearing it apart until there was nothing left. Once the creature was completely gone, I smile at the animal and lie down, almost waiting to die myself. With how badly I was torn apart myself, I almost expected to. However, as I lie there resting, I feel someone grab my head and rest me on their lap gently. I open my eyes and look up, rolling over slightly so not to strain my eyes or neck too much to see who it is. It's the man with the soft blue eyes, long brown hair and long beard, wearing his white robe and once again barefoot. My blood stains his robe and I try to move away to prevent it from becoming completely ruined, but he encourages me to rest on his lap and strokes my side to calm me down. Unable to fight back, I obey and just rest my head on his lap like a pillow. If anything is going through my head, it's gratitude that I won't be alone when I die. He strokes his left hand down my neck, and I can feel the hole in his hand as it moves across my skin. Suddenly, I find myself able to breathe easier and I am no longer drinking my own blood. I put my hand to my neck and discover he healed the wound inflicted on me by the creature. Now, the man puts his hands on both my shoulders, and those wounds are healed. Soon after, he gently rotates my body so I'm lying across his lap like a child. He puts his left hand on my sternum and his right on my stomach. Both of those wounds close completely and just like every other place he's healed, no scar is left behind. Something I only just realize as I double check trying to feel for any. The only reason I thought to check at that moment of all times, was because I finally saw that no scar was left behind when he healed the wound on my abdomen. The other places I couldn't see very well, but I could feel them, and this man wasn't leaving any scars. As I look myself over, he gently grabs my bruised right wrist, and strokes it until the bruise is gone. At last, after all of that, he strokes my right arm further down where the creature ran it through and closes the final wound. I gaze at him and realize his entire robe has turned red from my blood. This makes me sad knowing it's stained and no longer white.

12 Jul 2024

Dream

My best friend and I were in college together. I had a free period so I went to a class with her. I remember a bunch of isles and I remember a bunch of people and a bunch of smiles and laughter. Next thing I know there’s the hallways lit with dim blue light. There was some type of race or something going on. I don’t quite remember. Something happened and my best friend got mad at me. Apparently I did something she didn’t like and I retorted with well you did it before so why are you mad. Next thing I know we are in separate rooms with a door connecting them and this glass that slid down halfway. My boyfriend was in the room with her laying on the bed. I asked if he was okay. He said yeah and closed his eyes. She was sitting on the bed next to him and I remember being mad and closing the glass

11 Jul 2024

Dream

I was in kindergarten about 5 years old, and I had this doll from the movie hunchback of Notre Dame. Her name was Esmerelda, she wore a white shirt, green skirt, lots of jewelry. I showed up at a house where my cousin use to live to find my whole kindergarten class sitting in the living room for no particular reason they where watching tv. I noticed that instead of the chimney being in the living room there was a big brown door with a mail slot. I walked down the hallway toward my cousins room to look for him. The hallway seemed longer than I remember and at the far end of the hall way I saw what looked like a small child running back and forward between the rooms. I thought nothing of it. Since I didn’t find him I walked back into the living room. As I was walking back I saw my brother sitting in front of the door next to the mail slot playing with his G.I Joes. approaching him I started to get this feeling that something was off. That was when a small brown hand came through the mail slot grabbed him and drug him through that tiny hole. I ran up to the door and peeked through. To my horror I found that my Esmerelda doll hat cut off the top of his head and was busy sewing it back on. I ran to my parents who where In the kitchen washing dishes, but as soon as I got to the doorway she popped up in the window with a freeze ray and instantly froze both of them. Since I was in such a state of panic, fear and dread I woke up.

11 Jul 2024

Dream

From where I can remember I was sitting at a big table and a bunch of close and old friends were sitting there. I was at the end with Melanie and Lori and Kaleb on my left. Shaggy and Madison were on the right. Next I can vividly remember being in what seemed like a large hotel room with a bunch of beds in it. There was a TV right to the left of me. Then it was Melanie’s bed. Across from me 2 beds to the right was Madison’s bed. The bed to my right was Lori’s. I told Lori I’m going to go talk to Madison. We started talking and I made a few jokes that she was laughing to. Then I got a call from I think Kellen to come downstairs and get him. I said I was going down there and Madison offered to come with me. Then we were downstairs of this huge hotel or event center. I’m not sure. But it was built like the pentagon and the huge sliding doors were air locked and I’m not sure why. And I can remember something showing on the TV saying currently 2 doors are open and it was a big alarm saying only 2 doors could open. Then one door closed and kellen was sitting to my left. I talk to him for a minute then Alfredo (not a close friend, but a cool guy) approaches me and asks how it’s goin. We shoot the shit for a minute then I look at one of the sliding doors opening up. Kris A. was there and it’s his girlfriend. Then Cesar and Mauricio behind him and I felt a sense of joy. Then Cesar said “what were you doing down here. We were going to surprise you” I then pointed at Kellen and said I came down to get him. Then I went up and gave Mauricio a hug and asked him how was the trip. Then an alarm came up on the screen for the doors again. Then I woke up to my alarm. (I set a lot of them to try and wake me up in the morning)

10 Jul 2024

Dream

I was in a new place with my mom. My mom took me to meetup with a friend and slipped me some cash not knowing if I needed it. It was all the cash she had. Supposedly the bakery place I met my friend at was really good. I got some banana bread slices and a cinnamon roll like my friend did. I remember the price for the banana bread being $35. I hadn’t realized my mom gave me extra money until I pulled the cash out of my pocket. I did my best not to use the money she gave me. I remember having a bunch of 20 dollar bills and some 10 dollar bills and some 1 dollar bills. The money my mom gave me was a few of each while the cash I initially had was a bit more than that. After that my mom had me and my friend in the car with her while she drove to an abandoned apartment complex. She got inside this bin that looked like a giant blue post office box. I was initially going to get out until my friend told me not to as it’s a place to go to when you need to cry. The next thing I knew is that a stranger with blonde hair came and pressed a button and the giant door then started sealing as it began to work like a garbage truck. I raced out of the car fearful my mom was in danger, crying as I wanted to make sure my mom was okay. As I opened the door and the guard behind the door was slowly pushing my mom further in, she yelled at me to close the door. I was crying hysterically as I was beginning to realize that’d be the last time I’d hear her voice. I woke up after that

10 Jul 2024

Dream

I'm in a single room house that is covered in blueish, glowing crystalized ice, a single door behind me, and a man sitting in the middle of the room. He has long brown hair, is wearing a long dark trenchcoat, and I can hear him whittling away at something in his hands. I grow curious and approach him to look over his shoulder. He's carving a lion figurine that's lying down with it's head turned. I'm impressed by the detail and craftsmanship of the carving. It looks realistic to the point of being lifelike. When all of a sudden, I get a sense of dread come over me. Almost as if I'm not supposed to be there in that place, let alone behind this man. I take a single step back and the ice below my foot melts under me, causing me to slip and fall on my back with a hard thud. This causes the man to lift his head, but he doesn't look at me. It seems like he's aware of me at this point, if he wasn't aware of me the entire time. In a panic, I scramble to get to my feet and run for the door, which evaporates in front of me the moment I get close. Frustrated, I pound a closed fist on the wall left behind where the door used to be. At this point, I turn around and the man is standing five feet away from me, knife in his right hand, aimed at the floor. He's staring at me curiously with soft blue eyes, but makes no movement towards me. He has a long beard to match his long brown hair, and is wearing a white robe while being completely barefoot. As I stare back, I feel an overwhelming sense of fear as I look at him. However, I can't rationally explain why I am afraid of him. I only know that I am afraid of him enough to cause my lip to quiver as I press my body against the wall. At that moment, the man begins to approach me, gripping the knife tighter. The sense of fear is too much for me to handle and I drop to my hands and knees in front of the man. "Please, have mercy!" I cry out, causing the man to stop. I'm near fully genuflecting to this stranger crying my eyes out in front of him. "I didn't mean to be nosy! I'm so sorry! Please... please, have mercy on me! I am begging you!" At this point, I'm questioning why I should be afraid of this man. He had thus far presented no threat towards me. It like I'm ashamed of my behavior even though I feel justified for feeling afraid. As I try to compose myself, I feel the flat side of the blade rest on the bottom of my chin. My body lightly trembles at the touch of the cold steel, as my mind races. "This is it," I say to myself. "This is how I'm going to die. This stranger is going to kill me." To my surprise... he doesn't. He simply uses the knife to raise my head until it levels out. The edge of the blade rests and presses gently on my throat once my head comes to rest. My eyes are closed due to my fears and I'm still trembling. After a few seconds of the man not doing anything else, I somehow summon up my courage and open my eyes. The stranger is staring back at me, bending his right knee with his left land resting on his left knee. Something about his face seems kind as my breathing hastens at first. However, after some time, my breathing stabilizes and the sense of fear goes away. Finally, the man does something after what feels like a solid minute of us staring each other down. He glides the blade from right to left across my throat. My lip quivers once more and my brow furrows as I reach for my throat the moment the knife is removed. He calmly sets the blade down immediately after I clutch my neck. To my continued surprise, there's no cut. No blood coming out. I remove my hand and there's no blood there either. After realizing this, I look back at the stranger and he gracefully smiles at me. He stands up, reaches out with his left hand towards me, and says, "Rise, my child." Without much thought, I feel compelled to reach out to him and he helps me back on my feet. It's at this point I notice a hole in his hand as I grasp it. He leads me by the hand like a parent guiding a child, bends down to pick up the lion carving, then gives it to me. "The Leo will show you the way." He says as I admire the figurine. I look up to tell him thank you, but he is nowhere in sight. As I'm looking for him, I turn to see the door that had evaporated before has now returned. As I faze upon it, it opens, a bright white light shines through, and I can hear a lion's roar.