I was getting my kids ready for school and my mom came over and told my son,Mason, he couldn’t be in the room with my daughters Charlee and Lucy. She was insinuating he would sexually abuse them. He got upset and left the room to go back to his room I told my mom she can’t tell him he’s not allowed to be alone with the girls and just because she was sexually abused when she was younger doesn’t mean she can make my son feel like he’s abusive to my girls in the same manner. The house we were in wasn’t the house we live in now but almost like a trailer. I called Mason out of his room and told him to come into the living room to talk with us. He was crying extremely loud and was upset my mom would even think that he would hurt his sisters by sexually abusing them. When he came into the living room I asked Mason to tell my mom how he feels when she accused him and he just kept telling different stories and u kept asking him and how does it make you feel? All of a sudden my mom walks out of the front door and a few seconds later she’s back with the police. A bunch of police came in and said their was allegations of my using drugs and they needed to conduct a search. At first I told them no and they needed to get a warrant for the search but they started to argue so I told them they needed to hurry the fuck up and it needed to be done before my kids had to leave for school. A female cop started to pat me down to check for drugs. I had in a vest that I took off and there was something heavy in the pocket and she searched it. Then she patted down my sweater. I almost fell over because I felt dizzy and told I was tired because I only got an hour of sleep the night before. Then i felt her part the back of my hair then blow in my scalp. I thought I woke up because I was laying in my bed just like how I fell asleep and the second she blew in the back of my scalp I woke up in my bed and dust covered my vision. I thought that felt so real and how is there dust in front of me. I went to roll over to my daughter Lucy  and kept rolling. I fell off of the bed and felt like I was drunk and didn’t have control over my movements and the room was extremely dark and that’s when I realized I was still dreaming. Since I realized I was still dreaming I tried to fly but was so heavy that I couldn’t. I felt an overwhelming fear and like something sinister was lurking and then my heaviness made me crash through the floor and I fell through floor after floor downwards. I tried screaming to wake myself up and thought I was successful because I woke up in my bed again but when I tried pinching myself I couldn’t feel it so I started screaming at myself to wake up again because I was scared of the darkness. Then I just said to myself I’m dreaming and and conscience of that so I repeated I’m smart, I’m brave, I’m beautiful, I’m financially secure, I’m capable and when I said and I’m capable an explosion of light happened and I started to fly and I bursted through the floors flying repeating those phrases again. As I was flying I felt a vibration and slight blurriness. I started to feel heavy again and then my alarm went off and woke me up.

The narrative flowed chaotically, with abrupt shifts between accusations, police intervention, and a surreal realization of dreaming.

Confrontation and Escape

The dream was filled with a mix of anxiety and frustration, particularly during the confrontation with my mother.

The emotional intensity peaked as my son reacted to accusations, causing a strong sense of urgency and distress.

The setting felt familiar yet distorted, resembling a trailer rather than my actual home.

I could vividly feel the heaviness and dizziness during the police encounter, making it feel very real.

Amber, your dream reveals a complex interplay of emotions and experiences that are deeply rooted in your life circumstances. The initial scene of preparing your children for school, juxtaposed with your mother's accusations against your son, suggests an underlying anxiety about your family's safety and the perceptions of those close to you. This concern is likely magnified by your own experiences with familial relationships, perhaps stemming from your mother's past traumas influencing her current behavior. This may reflect your protective instincts as a mother, striving to shield Mason from unfounded accusations while also grappling with the weight of generational trauma.

  When you confront your mother about her insinuations, you're not only defending Mason but also reclaiming your agency. This act signifies a desire to break free from the patterns of fear and blame that may have affected your family dynamics. The trailer-like setting could symbolize feelings of instability or transience in your current life situation, perhaps a reflection of your financial stress and relationship difficulties. It seems the dream is urging you to confront these issues, advocating for your children's emotional wellbeing while also navigating your own feelings of inadequacy and the shadows of your past.

  The intrusion of the police, representing authority and judgment, further amplifies the theme of scrutiny. Their search for drugs can be interpreted as a manifestation of your fears surrounding your past struggles with substance abuse. The dream highlights a tension between wanting to assert your innocence and the looming presence of past mistakes, evoking feelings of vulnerability and defensiveness. Your insistence on the need for a warrant signals a desire for respect and autonomy, reflecting your journey towards self-advocacy amidst anxiety and societal pressures.

  As the dream progresses into feelings of dizziness and confusion, it may symbolize your struggles with sleep and the resultant fatigue that often arises from your busy life. The moment when you begin to realize you are still dreaming is a significant turning point; it suggests a growing self-awareness and recognition of your struggles. This awareness is vital, as it points to your capacity to confront fears and insecurities, even when they manifest as menacing shadows in your dreams. Your attempt to fly represents a yearning for liberation from these burdens, illustrating the desire to elevate beyond your current challenges.

  The repetition of affirmations towards the end of your dream is particularly powerful. It signifies a turning point where you embrace positivity and self-worth, countering the negativity that may have surrounded you. This assertion of your strengths—being smart, brave, beautiful, financially secure, and capable—illustrates a profound desire to reclaim your narrative and rise above the fears that have weighed you down. The explosion of light represents a breakthrough, a moment of clarity that empowers you to transcend your limitations. This dream ultimately serves as a reminder that while darkness may linger, your capacity for resilience and self-affirmation can lead to liberation and transformation.

Children

Darkness

Drugs

Flying

Mom dying

Police

Screaming

Dream About Police Search And Flying

Had a terribly nerve wrecking dream I just jumped up from. I’m not sure where I was for it but I was dressed cute. It was night time and the dream was long enough for it to turn night time. I was walking down a cobblestoned street and heard very close gun shots. I heard people screaming so I ducked to the left where there was a grey stone or brick looking wall but I saw whatever crowd of people running to follow behind where I was trying to hide and a woman was right behind me, screaming and trying to run but ran into the back of me. That’s when I jumped up from my dream. I’m trying to slow my heart rate right now and looking at my son is helping to calm my nerves.

The dream had a somewhat fragmented storyline, transitioning from walking peacefully to a sudden chaos without much context.

Cobblestone Chaos

The dream was filled with anxiety and fear, especially when hearing the gunshots and screams.

The dream was highly intense, particularly during the moments of gunfire and the ensuing panic.

The setting felt somewhat realistic with cobblestoned streets and a nighttime atmosphere, but the chaotic events were exaggerated.

The dream was quite vivid, with clear details of the cobblestone street and the sensation of people running behind.

Evelyn, your dream is a vivid tapestry woven with elements of anxiety, self-awareness, and perhaps a reflection of your current emotional landscape. Let's delve into the intricacies of what your mind might be trying to communicate to you. The setting of your dream, shrouded in the night, suggests that you are navigating through a metaphorical 'darkness' in your waking life, possibly facing unknowns or uncertainties that are causing you stress or apprehension. The fact that it was night time denotes a stage of introspection or perhaps a phase where clarity is elusive, yet you are moving through it with a sense of style and confidence, as indicated by your 'cute' attire. This suggests an underlying resilience and readiness to confront whatever challenges lie ahead.

  Walking down a cobblestoned street, Evelyn, may symbolize the journey you are on. Cobblestones, with their uneven surfaces, often represent the complexities and hurdles in your path. These stones can also indicate tradition or the weight of past experiences that you carry with you. The presence of gunshots in your dream introduces an element of danger or sudden change, perhaps reflecting internal or external conflicts that you are currently facing. Gunshots are abrupt, alarming, and impossible to ignore, which could suggest that there are pressing issues demanding your attention that you might have been, until now, avoiding or suppressing.

Crowd

Gun Shot

Heart

Night

Wall

Woman

Dream About Gunshots And Hiding

I was on a ranch/barn type land with Corey and a couple other girls. Something haopened in the house, couldn't tell exactly what, but I was in an injured state. I crawled out a window on the side of the house and some big, dirty hick fella was trying to grab me. I was shouting "DADDY!" at the top of my lungs attempting to get Corey's attention but most of us girls were facing our own struggle. The biggest villian was after me and the others had defeated their foes, so they went to find Corey to help me. I woke up while still running for my life.

While the dream had some logical flow, it felt fragmented at times due to the chaos.

Running for My Life on the Ranch

The dream was filled with a sense of desperation as I shouted for help.

The intensity was palpable as I felt the urgency of escaping from the villain.

The setting of a ranch and the struggle felt quite realistic, though some elements were exaggerated.

The dream was quite vivid, especially the details of the ranch and my frantic movements.

Renata, your dream unfolds in a setting that is both rustic and remote, a ranch or barn, which often symbolizes a connection to nature, simplicity, and perhaps a longing for groundedness in your life. This environment reflects your current state of mind, perhaps indicating a desire to escape the complexities of your situation. The presence of Corey and other girls suggests a sense of camaraderie and support, but it also hints at a shared struggle, possibly reflecting your feelings of being surrounded by people yet feeling isolated in your battle with your own issues.

  Your injured state in the dream is particularly significant. It suggests vulnerability and a sense of defeat, which may stem from your complicated relationship. The fact that you had to crawl out of a window indicates a desperate need to escape a situation that feels confining or harmful. Windows often symbolize opportunities or points of view, and crawling out of one may imply that you are seeking a new perspective or a way out of a difficult circumstance. It’s as if you’re trying to physically and emotionally remove yourself from the pain you are experiencing.

  Shouting for "DADDY!" at the top of your lungs is a powerful expression of your need for protection and support. This cry for help indicates a desire for comfort in the face of overwhelming fear. It could symbolize a longing for a parental figure or a deeper sense of security that you feel is lacking in your life.

Abandoned home

Being chased with a knife

Injured

Running away

Dream About Running From Villains

My sister and I were alone for a few days in my hometown and we were staying at this hotel. We would go out everyday visting the mall, shopping, doing stuff around town together. It was very cold outside and I was constantly cold. I remember before going out i would put on alot of makeup and alot of accessories. Lots of necklaces and earrings and i dressed up in things that werent really my style in real life and i knew that but i was enjoying trying something new. I would constantly worry about my sister as she would always want to be independent and didnt want me constantly watching over her. She disappeared once and I had a panic atack. I ran outside to go look for her and waited in the bus station but it was too late, she had already taken the bus away. I started crying and then my parents showed up. They were worried but calm, somehow their words were comforting but were also subtly making me feel very guilty. The sky was grey and the air was frosty biting at my areas of exposed skin. The air smelled of pollution and had a sourness to it. I was extremely sad that my sister left and i knew it would be a long time until i saw her again. Eventually my family all split up. My dad and sister lived alone for the time being as my mom and i were away and i lived with my boyfriend Alex in the big city. We were going to same college. And old building with a strange comfort to it. It was also surrounded by birds and black cats. Alex and i were driving to the college one morning and i heard my phone ring and it was my mom. She was frantic. My sister had had a freak out and injured my dad and then comitted suicide by slitting her throat. Mentally i was teleported there for a few seconds and i could see what happened. My dad was sitting down in the living room with deep stab wounds in his arms and stomach. His head hung therr motionless, he was alive however unconscious. I started violently trembling as i walked down the hallway to my sister’s bedroom. There on the yellowish wall was a huge splatter of blood it went almost to the ceiling. She sat slumped against the wall, her head rested on her shoulder in an unatural way. Her open eyes still staring at me after death. The wound in her neck gaped open and blood still slowly oozed down the her shirt. The air had a sour metallic sting and the atmosphere was heavy and dizzying. I panicked and cried and screamed. There was no way i was going to accept that this just happened. I was horribly affected by what i had seen and i knew i would never recover. My dad was rushed to the hospital and my sister to the funeral home. I rememberd how much i had loved her and how i would have done anything for her to keep her alive. It felt like someone took a million knives and started twisting them around in my heart. I was never the same after that. Alex and I eventually ended up going to the college and there was this party going on there. We were starting to get to know people. It was hard at first and I felt alone even though surrounded by so many. The girls kept excluding me from their group and i started befriending the boys and the tomboy girls. It actually went well and we started hanging out. Alex was on the outside of all of this as he believed that everyone at school were peasonts and he didnt want to associate himself with a lower class. I hated his arrogance however i tried to ignore it for my own benefit. One guy offered me some drugs. He offered me molly and i knew i couldnt say no. In my waking life i have done molly before and i rememberd how beautiful and comfortable and euphoric it made me feel. I wanted something to wash away the pain so bad. As the molly started coming up i could feel waves of happiness and love just washing over me. With every wave it was like the horrible things i had seen were slwoly fading, wave by wave. Alex left, apparently he had something more important to do. I was scared what his reaction would be when he came back and saw me high but also i didnt care so much. I told myself that he never had to endure such horrible things in his life like i did. Somehow, and very suddenly i had a very intense flashback and it sent my spiraling. Suddenly i saw people for what they really were. Everyone there was a snake besides maybe one or two people. I went into one of the room and I told them im not feeling ok. One girl told me she’ll go get me some water but when he tried to open the door, there was a wall behind the door, when i tried to open the window, there was nothing but wall there. Suddenly claustrophbia and paranoia started setting in. I remembered very vividly the scene with my sister and my head started spinning. Again i started screaming that it did not happen. I grabbed a random knife that was sitting on yhr table and started cutting myself. My high had turned into a maddening delusion and i wanted to rip myself out of my own skin. Voices and colors were distorted and it felt like i was in hell. The modern art designs and pictures and statues that lined the corridors suddenly were speaking to me all at once in a deafening conglomerate of madness. I passed out eventually and alex came back. I was sober now, and i told him im not doing ok but i didnt tell him about the molly as to not cause an arguement. He asked me why and i told him that mentally im very damaged by what i saw. He just stared at me coldly and shrugged. He said he has more important stuff to do and told me to go home. He then left. I felt really lonely and I tried reaching out to old friends. I really needed someone to stick with me during this time. I spoke to my cousin and we agreed to see each other in the city. We had old fights in the past but now we were mostly over them. As i was getting out of the subway station the exit was extremely narrow and claustrophobic. I noticed other people struggling to get through but they didnt complain as if it was completely normal. I got angry. I had had to deal with crap like this for so long and no one seemed to care. As i was coming out the exit i got enraged and i started pounding in it out of frustration. It ended up breaking and i was so confused because i thought it was concrete. It was actually cardboard that looked like concrete. I felt relieved and i did not feel bad at all for breaking it. Then a security gaurd came to me and started berating me in front of everyone for breaking the exit/entrance to the subway station. I didnt care that he was mad. I didnt care at all about breaking anything until my cousin came and said that I was embarassing. She said i should have just tried my best to squeeze through that exit and not break anything. She said i should pay back for repairs and to be more self aware next time. I was really embarassed and i regreted breaking it now. We then ate a fastfood together and even though i was a little mad at her we ended up having a good time. Afterwards, we went back to the college and this time i invited her to come as well. There was this party going on and there were lots of people there. Big flashing colorful lights and disco music filled the atmosphere. There was of course drugs and drinking and people fucking in the extra rooms. At this party there was this man that was trying to induce us all in a hypnotic state. Amnesiec almost. His voice guided us as we slowly lost control over our consciousness and our subconscious took control. Everyone there was seeing what they wanted to see, blissful hallucinations dreamlike trances. Everything was ethereal and extraordinary. As i was looking around i saw this girl. She was beautiful and she told me to follow her. She led me farther from the main group of people, and in that moment of pure euphoria like no drug can induce she looked at me in the eyes and we started making out. It was beautiful. We were intertwined and it felt like we had a connection beyond just our physical bodies. Her soul felt magical and gorgeous. Her hair was dark, long and flowy and she had whisps of silver and gold in it. Her lips were soft and comforting. I felt something when i kissed her that i never felt before. Suddenly i felt a hand grab me away from her. I looked and it was my dad. I felt so happy to see him but also confused as to what he was doing there and why he pulled me away from that girl. He told me to look again at the person i was just making out with. It was a boy. A random ugly boy from school that i wouldnt kiss for 100 dollars. I was horrified. I was so entranced that i couldn’t see who i was really kissing. Everything was in my head. I was terrified because i knew the trouble i would be in with alex. Alex usually didnt have a probelm with me kissing girls but of course he had a problem with me kissing boys. I would have never kissed that girl if i knew she was a boy. But i knew he would never believe me. I hated that at one point we were going to have this conversation and he would question my loyalty. Deep down however i knew that i was not guilty because i know what i saw and who i thought i was kissing. I was even more paranoid that people took pictures or filmed the whole thing and were going to send it to alex. That caused me to panic but my dad was there for me and tried to calm me down. He took me in his car and said he wanted to show me something. I noticed him. He was pale and skinny, still addicted to his drugs. Even though he seemed to look worse it also seemed that something in him chnaged after my sister took her life. He seemed to have found himself but in a twisted way. He took me and my mom in the car and we drove up this mountain. It felt so strange to be just us now. Life felt vacant without my sister. At the top of the mountain there was this cabin. Inside was this asian man. He was gentle and had kind eyes. He was a sculptor. He made statues but also little candles in all sorts of styles. He made decor and soap and even some perfume. The cabin smelled clean and fresh and modern. There was something so peaceful about that place.

College

Crying

Family

Father

Friend

Hotel

Panic

Panic Attack

Parents dying

Party

Self-harm

Shopping

Sister

Dream About Sister Suicide And Mental Struggle

I was anxious and scared. My dream followed the path of many men who where in a cult. They summoned demons and worshiped the power of demonic. They used a particular house as thier demon home. A regular guy lived in the house for a long time. His family lived there too. They demon began marking each of the cult to be hunted. Each time the demon marked a person that became me. First I was being pulled and choked my throat was dry and swollen and I couldn't breath. I was crying out and it was extremely scary and painful in the dream. I was listening to the demon tell me the entire story and it was terrifying. I was trying to get rid of the demon. I couldn't lose it it chased me all over and had command of each of the people of the cult to attack me. I tried running to the neighbors house for help or comfort. I ran up to the neighbors steps infront of his house. I was screaming and yelling for help in the dead of night. The demon was lurking about. Suddenly the door swung open. The man who was tall and skinny, had skull face paint on. As soon as he opened the door to meet me I cried out for help and began clinging to him which made us fall off the steps and onto the floor. I was on my back and could see the face paint. He had a smile as I just quietly clung to his chest for comfort.  He had a smile but it turned cold and I could see the demon was him. He held me down and I started to whimper and cry out but I couldn't muster up any words. He was cutting my stomach open I couldn't get up but he kept cutting and stabbing me and I was crying out and the noises I was making woke me up. When I woke up I was holding my stomach I felt like the dream was real it was so vivid and I couldn't move at first when I woke up. I was on my back holding my stomach not able to move for just a moment.

Dylan, your dream presents a vivid tapestry of anxiety, fear, and conflict, revealing deep-seated emotions and concerns that may be bubbling beneath the surface of your waking life. The initial sense of anxiety and fear can often reflect feelings of powerlessness or vulnerability. This could signify a struggle with elements in your life that feel overwhelming or beyond your control, perhaps even relating to your personal relationships or societal expectations. You may be grappling with inner demons or external pressures that leave you feeling threatened and helpless.

  The imagery of the cult and the summoning of demons is particularly striking. Cults often symbolize a loss of individuality and surrendering to a collective belief system, which could mirror feelings of being pressured to conform to certain norms or expectations in your life. The regular guy living in the house may represent the 'everyman' aspect of yourself, someone who is ordinary yet trapped in extraordinary circumstances. This illustrates the conflict between who you are and the external influences that seek to control or manipulate your life. The demons marking individuals can symbolize the inescapable nature of these fears, suggesting that you feel hunted by your anxieties and insecurities.

  As the dream progresses, the physical sensations you experience—being choked, having a dry throat, and feeling a lack of breath—are powerful metaphors for emotional suffocation. This could signify that there are issues in your life that you find difficult to express or confront, leading to a buildup of internal pressure. Your struggle to rid yourself of the demon can be seen as an attempt to escape from these repressed feelings or situations that you no longer wish to endure. The chase by the demon reflects your desire to break free from these constraints but also indicates that they are persistent and unrelenting.

  Reaching out to the neighbor for help illustrates a yearning for support or connection during troubling times. The urgency in your cries for help shows that you may feel isolated or unable to share your burdens with those around you.

Anxiety

Demon possession

Fear

Sacrifice

Dream About Demons And Cults

I had a dream that I was in school and my classmates had told me to go and do a task and the task required me to climb on top of I would say about 10 or 15 feet high ladder to reach something and he had told me the task I was on the phone with someone else and when he told me the task I didn't hear him initially because I was already on the phone he confronted me accusing me of ignoring him and pretty much trying to avoid doing the task so I went to go and try to do the task and when I tried to climb up all the chairs I ended up being too short and I told him I was too short to do the task and that I apologize for having not heard what he said but I was unable to complete the task anyways and then I left out of the school and when I came back into the school he had gathered a bunch of my classmates and told them that I basically ignored him in order to escape doing the task and I was very upset and hurt by this and I was crying and I told him that he was being dishonest and left out the part where I apologized for having not heard him in the first place and that I was on the phone with someone else when he told me to do the task and that I ended up not being able to complete the task due to not being able to reach high enough on the ladder over the chairs and he started to run away and then all of a sudden he ran into this room and I was confronting him and he climbed out of the window and jumped from the 12th story building and killed himself and I was in complete and utter shock and disbelief and I was still trying to process what I had seen so I left and pretended that I didn't see it and I stayed into the common area where everybody else was and then all of a sudden people started screaming because they discovered his body and I ran outside to go see his body and it was completely unrecognizable and mangled and right when my little sister was about to run outside to go look at the body I was screaming at her to stay inside because she was nosy and wanted to see what everything was going on and I was screaming at her to stay inside and that's when I woke up.

While most of the dream had a narrative flow, the sudden jump to the tragic event felt somewhat disjointed.

The School Task and the Tragic Fall

The dream was filled with feelings of distress and betrayal as I faced accusations from my classmates.

The intensity peaked when I witnessed my classmate's tragic fall, leaving me in shock and disbelief.

The setting of the school and the task involving a high ladder felt very lifelike, making the dream particularly unsettling.

The vivid images of the chaotic school environment and the gruesome aftermath made the dream hauntingly clear.

Christina, your dream unfolds in a school setting, a place often associated with learning and social interactions. The fact that your classmates instructed you to complete a task suggests feelings of expectation and pressure from your peers. This could symbolize how you perceive your role among your peers, perhaps indicating a desire to meet their expectations or a fear of falling short in a communal or social setting. The task of climbing a 10 to 15-foot ladder signifies a challenge that feels daunting; ladders often represent aspirations and the heights we strive to reach in life, particularly in terms of personal or professional growth. Your struggle to climb the ladder and the confrontation from your peer could reflect an inner conflict regarding your own abilities and the pressure to perform, as well as a fear of being misunderstood or judged by others.

  When you were on the phone and missed the initial instruction, it speaks to the complexities of communication and connection in your life. There seems to be a sense that you are trying to juggle various responsibilities or relationships, which may lead to feelings of neglect or misunderstanding. The accusation of ignoring your peer highlights your concerns about being perceived as irresponsible or dismissive, even when you genuinely did not hear him. This could suggest an underlying anxiety about how you are viewed by others, particularly in collaborative environments.

  The physical manifestation of not being able to reach the top of the ladder due to your height symbolizes feelings of inadequacy or limitation. Your expression of being too short to complete the task portrays a struggle with self-acceptance and recognition of your capabilities. Apologizing for not having heard him further emphasizes this desire for acknowledgment, even when the situation was beyond your control. This part of the dream reveals a sensitive aspect of your personality, where you may feel compelled to apologize for things that aren't necessarily your fault, indicative of a strong sense of responsibility and perhaps a fear of conflict or confrontation.

  The shocking turn of events when he jumps from the building introduces a dramatic and intense emotional layer to your dream. Witnessing such a traumatic event signifies a deep emotional upheaval, possibly relating to feelings of helplessness in situations that spiral out of control.

Argument

Climbing

Death

School

Dream About Climbing Ladder And Confrontation

We were at my apartment and some family was over as well as my kids. My children were playing outside with neighbors children. My daughter was about 4 years older than what she is now. I ended up back into my apartment with my family. It was getting dark but the kids were still playing inside and then outside. I told them it was getting dark so no more splitting up. 

We got a knock on the door from a weird man named Mr. Tilly. We was there to give me some truth about my ex husband. My family felt very uneasy around him. He called himself a name that starts with an “A”

The dream then took us to the truck. It was dark. Kids were somewhere playing. Mom and cousin was in backseat with Mr. Tilly. Marcus and I was in front seat. 

Mr. Tilly began to tell me that I had been possessed before by a spirit that was from Marcus. He told me Marcus wasn’t who I thought he was. He was actually very rich, had a nice car, and really didn’t need to work at the casino— (even though I know Marcus goes to work everyday) 

The dream fast forwarded to the possession I had and for a while I couldn’t see the spirit dragging me. Then eventually I saw it as Marcus dragging me around. I was screaming and trying to hurt him after I realized this.

The coherence was somewhat disjointed, moving from a family setting to a dark revelation about possession without a smooth transition.

Possession and Unease

The dream conveyed a sense of unease and confusion, especially with the presence of Mr. Tilly and the darkening environment.

The intensity was high as the dream escalated from a family gathering to moments of fear and screaming during the possession.

The dream felt quite realistic as it included familiar settings like the apartment and interactions with family, but the bizarre character of Mr. Tilly added an element of surrealism.

The dream was highly vivid, with clear images of the children playing and the dark truck ride with Mr. Tilly.

Jayla, your dream reveals a complex interplay of your subconscious thoughts and emotions, particularly concerning your family dynamics, your relationship with your ex-husband, and your current partner, Marcus. The setting of your apartment with family present indicates a desire for stability and comfort in your home life. This environment often symbolizes safety and security, yet the presence of your children playing outside suggests a sense of freedom and innocence that you cherish. However, the creeping darkness signifies an underlying anxiety or fear that may be influencing your perception of safety and harmony in your life. Your decision to call the kids back in as it gets dark indicates a protective instinct, reflecting your role as a caregiver while also hinting at your awareness of potential dangers lurking in the shadows of your life.

  The arrival of Mr. Tilly, a character that invokes unease within your family, points to unresolved issues regarding your past, particularly concerning your ex-husband. The name starting with an 'A' could symbolize something significant that may not be immediately clear, perhaps an aspect of your past that still haunts you or a truth that needs to be confronted. Mr. Tilly's role as a harbinger of truth signals that there are aspects of your past relationship that require acknowledgment. The discomfort your family feels around him suggests a collective awareness of these unresolved tensions; it’s as if your subconscious is urging you to address familial issues that may be overshadowing your current happiness.

Apartment

Dream About Possessions And Relationships

I am upset because my dad got married without me meeting the woman or being invited to the wedding. I visit their house when Art the clown from the terrifier movies shows up and I’m screaming warning everyone but nobody is listening to me. He gets up close with me and I cut his head off with a medium sized pocket knife and another head immediately starts growing so I cut that one off as well and then we run and I’m in the airport with my mom and grandma waiting for the plane when art the clown shows up again so I pull out my knife

The narrative flows with a mix of personal feelings and bizarre encounters, though it sometimes feels disjointed.

Wedding Without Invitation and Clown Encounter

The dream evokes a sense of betrayal and anxiety stemming from the father's secret marriage.

The intensity peaks when facing the clown, creating a thrilling yet terrifying experience.

The dream blends real-life emotions with surreal elements, such as the presence of a horror movie character.

The scenes are portrayed with striking clarity, especially during the moments of confrontation with the clown.

Maddie, your dream reveals a lot about your emotional state and the underlying tensions you may be experiencing in your relationships, particularly with your father. The upset you feel about your dad getting married without your involvement suggests a sense of exclusion or feeling left out of significant life events. This can reflect deeper feelings of abandonment or a desire for connection that isn't being met. It’s natural to yearn for a bond with your family, and this dream indicates that you might be grappling with how changes in family dynamics affect you personally. 

  The appearance of Art the Clown, a figure known for his terror, symbolizes a threat or fear in your life that you feel is being ignored by those around you. Your frantic attempts to warn others highlight a sense of helplessness or frustration—perhaps you feel that your concerns or feelings are not being acknowledged, leading to a build-up of anxiety. Art's relentless nature and your need to defend yourself by cutting off his head could represent your struggle against these fears and the lengths you’re willing to go to reclaim your sense of safety and control. 

  When you cut off Art's head and another one grows back, it signifies the persistence of these fears or issues in your life. It may suggest that no matter how hard you try to confront or eliminate what scares you, the root of the problem seems to regenerate, creating a cycle of anxiety that feels inescapable.

Airport

Angry at Dad

Clown

Knife

Dream About Killing Art The Clown

I had a dream that I was in a school and something was happening and we were looking for missing kids and there were 3 hot women and a kid from my real life school, the kid was holding down the hottie and yelling at her but then let her go. I was walking to my classroom I believe and as I was I walked past a classroom that I heard screaming then blood splattered, these were little kids, then more and more went to walk into their classrooms and their were spikes inside the door that killed them and the principal was trying to find out which ones were the bad ones and she pulled out a gun and shot the box and nothing happened but that’s when I woke up

The dream was somewhat fragmented, with disjointed scenes that made it hard to follow the overall narrative.

Missing Kids in School

The dream had a tense emotional tone, heightened by the fear of missing children and chaotic scenes in the school.

The intensity was high, driven by the urgency of the situation and the shocking imagery of blood and violence.

The dream felt fairly realistic, especially with familiar elements like school and recognizable peers, despite the surreal events.

The dream was quite vivid, with clear details like the screaming children and the spikes that added to the horror.

Makayla, your dream presents a vivid tableau of school life intertwined with darker themes, and this juxtaposition can reveal much about your subconscious thoughts and feelings. The setting of a school suggests a place of learning, growth, and social interactions, which may reflect your current life circumstances or emotional state. Schools can often symbolize a quest for knowledge or understanding, but in your dream, the underlying tension indicates a struggle with issues surrounding safety and belonging. The search for missing kids might represent a desire to protect those you care about or a feeling of anxiety regarding the well-being of your peers and yourself in the social environment you navigate daily.

  As you encountered the three alluring women, it’s worth noting that such figures often embody different aspects of attraction, desire, or even competition in our lives. Their presence might symbolize your evolving understanding of relationships and femininity, especially considering your age range. The interaction with the kid from your real-life school, who holds down one of the women and yells, can signify an internal conflict you may be experiencing regarding social dynamics. This may reflect feelings of frustration or helplessness in expressing your thoughts or emotions about relationships or social hierarchies around you.

  The imagery of screaming children and blood splattering creates a stark contrast to the earlier elements of your dream. This can point toward fears or anxieties you may have about vulnerability and loss of innocence, particularly in a school setting, which is typically perceived as a safe place.

Blood

Dream About School Violence 3

a tornado by my house. i saw the tornado in my back yard touch down. i tried going to the basement, i made it. my mom was at my house too. she told me to go to the basement. when i went downstairs she wasn’t there. i was yelling her name. she wasn’t anywhere to be found. i then saw her walking a mountain trail in the distance. i screamed her name. no response. i then woke up frantic

Basement

Mother

Tornado

Dream About Tornado And Lost Mother

I had a pet with me on a leash and I was holding them on their back. My mom was dropping us off at our address but as soon as I got out of the car, I realized we were nowhere near our address. But when I realized, it was too late and my mom had driven off. So I continued down a path while trying to figure out how to get home. I got down to one side of a path and realized I walked too far north, so I turned around to walk in a different direction. I put my pet down on the ground to walk beside me on their leash. I noticed a couple holes in the ground filled with water. Then suddenly there were these little girl ghoul creatures around me saying things like “don’t be afraid” and we “won’t harm you” but it did scare me. I picked up my pet only to realize that my pet turned into one of them. Scared, I try turning back around but I was nowhere near society as I remembered. The girls started eating me in a similar way death eaters in Harry Potter eat people. I started screaming my pet’s name in an effort to wake up and after a few attempts, something pushed them out of the way and then I woke up

While there was a narrative thread, the dream felt disjointed as I struggled to navigate my surroundings and the sudden transformations.

Lost with a Pet and Ghouls

The dream had a mix of anxiety and confusion as I realized I was lost while my pet transformed into a ghoul.

The intensity peaked when the ghouls began to threaten me, creating a sense of urgency and fear.

The scenario felt somewhat surreal, especially with the transformation of my pet and the presence of ghoulish figures.

The details were clear, especially the water-filled holes and the appearance of the ghoul girls around me.

Tee, your dream presents a rich tapestry of emotions and symbols that speak to your current state of mind and perhaps your journey through life. The act of holding your pet on a leash suggests a desire for companionship and control, but it also raises questions about responsibility and the boundaries of your relationships. Pets often symbolize loyalty and innocence, so the way you carry your pet could indicate your protective instincts, perhaps reflecting how you feel about your own vulnerabilities or those of someone close to you.

  When your mom drops you off and you realize you're not at your intended destination, it evokes feelings of abandonment and confusion. This can mirror the experience many face as they transition into adulthood, where the comforts of home and the guidance of parents feel increasingly distant. The realization that you are lost can resonate with experiences of uncertainty about your path in life, especially at this stage where you’re navigating your identity and relationships as a non-binary individual in a society that may often feel unwelcoming or confusing.

  As you walk along the path, the decision to turn around after realizing you went too far north symbolizes self-correction and the journey of self-discovery. It highlights the importance of recognizing missteps and having the courage to change direction. The holes filled with water could represent emotional depths or challenges that you are currently facing, suggesting that there are aspects of your emotional life that may require your attention and reflection.

Girl

Water

Dream About Lost Pet Ghoul Creatures

My first vivid dream was a guy coming up to my window. I got really scared and got my baseball bat and he said "don't worry this happens to all girls" or something along those lines, then I started screaming for my mom but she wouldn't come. Then he came through my window and he had an extremely elongated torso and then my mom woke me up in real life and I started crying.

Being chased by murderer

Window

Dream About Scary Intruder

Relationships

Auto

Ex-partner

Left Behind

Level

Move Out

Past Home

Pistole

Seeing Dead Relatives

Dreaming of screaming can represent a need to express yourself or release pent-up emotions. It may also indicate a feeling of powerlessness or fear. Screaming can also be a sign of warning or danger.

Screaming – Dream Interpretations

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