Lucioc

I went to bed pretty late, at about 4 AM. And woke up before really falling asleep. Only, I didn't really wake up. I opened my eyes, and could see my bedroom door was open, and there was light out in the hall. Which is weird, because I live alone. I suddenly heard a voice next to me, a sort of screeching female voice. I couldn't turn to look at her, but I heard her say very clearly: "Now we've got you bitch! You're not getting out this time." and laugh a devilish laughter. I wanted to scream, but I couldn't. Until I mustered all my strength and managed to yell "Leave me alone, go away, leave me!!". She just laughed, and said to someone I couldn't hear: "Oh cute, she's screaming, she doesn't know nobody can hear.."

Then I woke up. Daylight was falling through the window, the door was closed and there was nobody in my room. I managed to relax, until I smelled smoke, and thought I should go to check it out. But as I got up I realized there was no way in hell the sun was shining - I live north of the polar circle, and the sun has already set for the winter and wont be returning until next year. So I thought to myself - if this is a dream, but I smell smoke this clearly, it's probably there in real life too. I should wake up now.

And I did. I woke up all sweaty, and nervous, and at my uncle's place in the US. My cousin was there, and asked me if I was okay. He decided to hand me a beer, as I looked like I needed it. I went in to the kitchen, and there was nothing but beer. Beer in the fridge, in the cupboard, even in the sink. This was still a dream. By now I was starting to get really nervous, but I just couldn't wake up. So I went outside, thinking I should throw myself in front of a bus - that worked in inception, right? Just as I went in front of one, a little kid, maybe 9 or 10 tripped, and also fell in front of it. So I pulled him out of the way, and the bus just barely missed us. Scared me enough to wake me up.

I woke up, back in my apartment. Checked for fire - there was none. I was relieved, and went outside. Apparently my apartment was now in the middle of an abandoned theme park. I didn't realize the weirdness of that right away, but instead I noticed that I had neglected to get dressed. Just then, a man walked up and asked if I knew the way out of there. While pointing him in the right direction, I suddenly realized I didn't belong there. I was still trying to find my way out of my dream! At this point, I was freaking out. I started yelling that I couldn't find the way out, that I had to wake up. I decided to shake my feet and hands, in the hopes of kicking off my wool socks or blanket, or knocking something over, waking me up.

It worked, and I woke up. At my parents house. Still no fire. My mom walked up, and hugged me, saying I looked like I just had an awful dream. I sat there for a while, calming down. And then, I was sad. I looked at my mom, and told her this was a dream, and I was so sorry, I had to leave now, I had to wake up. It was wonderful seeing her again, I thought I never would, but I had to hurry or I would join her in her grave. This time I jumped out of the window.

Woke up back in my bed. Which for some reason, was placed in front of the bedroom door. My brother was sitting in my chair, and asked what was wrong. He knows I've had problems with nightmares, so he was talking to me, calming me down. So I had to tell him I was sorry, I'd love to talk to him about it, but this wasn't him, and I had to go. I was certain I had carbon monoxide poisoning by now.

And I focused all my energy on just opening my eyes a tiny bit. To reach around to the window next to my bed, open it and roll out onto the balcony, because if there's a fire, I need to get fresh air, and if not, the fresh air will still wake me up. So I did. And it was pissing cold. I was so tired, my eyes were burning, and I could barely keep them open. And I realized I wasn't alone. So I ran inside, and down the stairs, and was suddenly surrounded by people.

In a last attempt, I had almost given up on ever waking up, I just screamed with all my might. "WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!". A boy stepped forward, the boy that almost got hit by a bus. "You helped us, now we want to help you.". So I asked: "Why can't I wake up?!". The man that I'd pointed toward the exit of the theme park answered: "You're in a coma. What do you want to do about it?" Pissed off, I screamed: "What do I want to do about it? I WANT TO WAKE UP. LET ME WAKE UP. I DON'T WANT TO DIE!!!"

And I woke up.. I really hope it's for real this time.

Any interpretation of this dream? Sorry for the wall of text, it was a really long dream......

Alright, I'm going to share everything I remember about my dream, which I believe is most of it...

It started out at my grandmother's house in St. Louis (For some reason, 80% of my dreams occur here. Probably because it's where I grew up.) I was hanging outside with four of my friends that I'm usually always with. (They all just moved into a house together.) Then suddenly a New Report is front and center in my vision, and it tells me that a large tornado is being formed in Arnold (the name of the county). Then some old family friends of mine pass by and say "Well that's not fair, we never get any fun in our neighborhood."

Then the sky starts to get very dark with puffy clouds. I start screaming for my friends to run to the basement. They all just stand there in the front yard, not hearing me. Then I started praying for everything to be alright. Suddenly, the clouds split in half and light comes pouring through, right down on top of me. I start to float up towards the light and what I think is happening is the rapture. I thought I was being sucked up to Heaven. I watched as my friends stared at me from the ground, staying put. Not a single one of the were leaving with me. I started yelling at them "You have to believe! Please! Just believe!" I don't know if they heard me. But it was too late.

I was soaring through the air, unable to stop crying. I didn't know if I was ever going to see them again. (Now, I imagine if I was actually on my way to Heaven, I wouldn't have been worried about any of that.) I landed on a cloudy surface. A tour guide sort of person walked up to me. "Hello and welcome to paradise. Please follow me."

I couldn't see their face. It was a very bright place I was in.

I had nothing on me but my purse and its contents. The guide took away my cell phone from the top. "You won't be needing it." My heart sunk.

As I followed him to a large, blueish gray brick building, I noticed the place looked sort of like a college campus. "Where are we?" I asked. "Do you really have to ask?" he smiled back at me.

Then the dream skipped to where I was in a hallway, making my way to a class. A girl stopped me. She looked just like Heather from American Reunion, but she had a snobby aura coming off of her. "Excuse me?" she said. "What?" I asked. "Do you know anything? God. Follow me." she grabbed my hand before I could protest.

We ended up going through the contents of my purse. Much to her surprise, there was a container of Ice Breakers mints. "Are these seriously what I think they are?" she opened it and gasped. "What? They're just mints. What's the big deal?" I questioned. She glanced around the room and pulled my head down to her crouching level. She whispered quietly, "These are our ticket out of here. If you eat one, you're gone. You get to go back and see your family. Your friends. You get your happiness back, and get to leave this shit hole."

I was so confused. Where the hell was I? Why are mints the only way home? Why were all these people here? And why were we specifically chosen to come to this place?

"Well, what do we need to do? Wanna just eat one now and be gone?" I asked, grabbing a mint out of the container. She slapped my hand. "No! Are you stupid? We have to get the others. We all want to go home!" She glared at me. "I only have so many mints though. How are we gonna do this?" "Here's the plan."

Skipped to us being in a classroom full of familiar faces.

We were doing presentations, apparently. The girl that looked like Heather went up and looked at me, then the teacher. "I would start my project, but I really need a mint." she sighed. The teacher tilted his head. Like planned, I chimed in, "A mint? Why, I have a mint for you." Then I took out my container and opened it. But before I could get a mint out, the teacher tackled me and tried to confiscate my container. Mints spilled everywhere. This was not part of the plan. (I don't really know what "Heather" thought would happen...I don't even know if she had told me the truth about those mints. And as ridiculous as it was, I hoped it was true.) More mints than could fit in that tiny container were spilling out. I was able to grab a handful and stick them in my bra, and another handful and stick them in my mouth. I didn't know who would want to eat mints from someone else's mouth, but if the mint thing was true and they did get to go home, I'm sure they wouldn't have cared too much.

I got loose from the teacher's grip and ran out the door. I sprinted down the hallway to the girls' dorms area. I ran up the tiny spiral staircase that led to the second floor and rushed toward a closet. I opened it and shoved myself in. Girls started appearing everywhere outside the closet, begging me for a mint.

Maybe it was true? Maybe mints sent you home. I started handing them out, the girls took them and ran.

I was still handing out mints when my alarm went off. So that's as far as my dream went.

Interpreters, good luck with this, if any of you are willing.

I had a dream the other night that I think was very significant, but I need some help figuring it out! Please let me know if you think you can help

I was on a holiday with all my colleagues, I think we were in northern Europe. I was having a look around the town by myself and I went into a medieval church. I was the only person in the church. I looked up (quite high) on the wall - there was a relief carving, in stone, of Jesus with a penis in his mouth. The penis was in quite a medieval, decorative style. It was long and tapered in the corkscrew shape. I left the church and went back to find the group. I told them of my amazing discovery, and urged them to come to the church to see the carving for themselves. My boss explained that we were actually getting a guided tour of the church. The guide took us round the church and at the end of the tour she brought us to a room with a silver platter in the centre. On the platter were 3 dismembered penises. They weren't bloody or gory in any way, they were more like little creatures that were moving a little bit and rolling around. They were all different shapes - some were normal and some were tapered and cork-screw shaped. The guide urged us to touch them. I picked one up, but it started getting hard and I felt embarrassed.

PLEASE HELP !! I am a 26 year old woman :crying:

For the past 10 years I have been having the same dream around the first day of december.

It all starts with a normal school day that just ended, and I got home. After dinner I prepared to go to sleep and I see something running around the house. I search for a few minutes and I can't find anything, so I just assume it is nothing and I go to bed.

In the middle of the night I wake up because I hear a lot of noise. As soon as I open my eyes I see a moving sponge. (As crazy as it might sound, it is true.) Half in shock I run away and wake up my parents and tell them what I saw.

They think I am crazy, as you might expect, but my father said he would come take a look. We go back to my room and on the floor of my room is the sponge, not moving at all.

My father looks at me like I am crazy and tries to pick up the sponge. As soon as he get's close the sponge runs away and jumps in the toilet just across the hallway.

My father and I run to my mother and tell her what happened. She does not believe us, but after my father almost forced her to take some stuff and get away with us she starts to get a little scared.

Fast forward a bit I can't remember, and suddenly we are standing on an intersection with a truck laying on it's side, a lot of fire and a giant sponge that is taking over the city.

As we run away to go down the stairs to the subway, I hear something behind me. I turn around and I see a girl.

I yell at my parents that that girl needs help, but they refuse to go get her. I run towards the girl and drag her to the stairs, as she is almost too scared to walk.

After we walked down to the subway, I ask if she is OK, but just before she turns around to answer the dream ends, and I never got to see her face.

Last night I had the same dream, but for the first time in 10 years I got to see her face.

It was the face of a girl I really like, and I met about 2 weeks ago. Even when I really liked another girl a few years ago, it was not her face back then.

What could this mean?

TL;DR: Could not see face of girl in dream for 10 years, last night I could, it was a girl I recently met.

Thanks for reading and I hope someone can help me with this :)

I had this dream a few weeks ago and my friends cried laughing when I told them what it was about, so I figured why not post it here.

The details of the backstory are very skim, but I was Hugh Jackman working on a small sea vessel. I hated my job. How do I know this? Because the narrator (voiced by Jim Carrey) told me so. Anyway, the legend of the sea was that there was a collection of large rocks rising from the middle of the ocean that often caused ships to crash and sink to their doom. Legend had it (according to Jim Carrey) that one could climb to the top of these rocks and leap from them, catching a strong breeze that would allow one to fly/glide. I was suffering from severe depression so I decided I would venture out to the rocks and attempt to fly.

The crew steered the ship to the rocks and I, Hugh Jackman, climbed to the peak of the tallest rock and leapt. Sure enough a strong breeze picked me up and lifted me into the sky. A flock of birds surrounded me and my dream depicted a 360 degree view of Hugh Jackman (me) flying with them. Suddenly I'm sent by the breeze toward the rocks and I break every bone in my body.

As I slowly die upon the rocks, the narrator switches from Jim Carrey to Morgan Freeman, who explains how my death basically amounted to nothing at all.

Hi,

I'm 25 and for the past 10-15 years I dream those often.

Mountain sized waves coming through to me.

I see those twice a week. Those giant waves keep coming at me but never touch. (cause I wake up before collision, so there is no drowning/swimming involved)

It happens extremely often so I recently started to wake myself up whenever I see a huge wave coming through to me. I'm like: "Damn, a tidal wave. This must be a dream. Don't be scared and try to wake up. Wake up, come on wake up. Wake up!" and the second it is about to collapse on me, I wake up.

It happens all the time when I see a sea, ocean, bridge or a river in my dream. Everything looks normal, a second later I see a tidal wave coming. It happens when I don't see a sea or ocean too. For example, I hear a scary sound see people shouting "Wave is coming!" and trying to escape. Then I see waters splash all over the place and I wake up again.

What I see is basically this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sKjAOBE9Xms

Except, my wave is at least 20-50 times bigger than this. The only difference is, wave always collapse on me. It doesn't collapse inside sea and I get hit by the water.

When I watch this videos like this, something deeply scares me. Not a scariness like watching a horror movie and getting adrenaline. This one has nothing to do with adrenaline. I can't breathe while looking at it and feel like stunned.

Going few layers deep in my dreams.

This one started recently. Normally I see nightmares like apocalypse and ghosts and wake up like anybody else. (sometimes with sleep paralysis) But recently, I started to go 2-3 layers deep in my nightmares. For example, I see a dream of an apocalypse, waking up, getting out of my bed, washing my face and going back to sleep. (Those all happens in the dream - I don't wake up.) Then, I see another nightmare which has connections to the first one, waking up for real this time.

Sometimes I can go 3-4 layers deep and my sleep duration feels extremely long.

Anyone knows what's the meaning of them both? (I mostly wonder wave thing because it is extremely common for me)