My dream is tranformice for firsts

Usually I dream about WarriorCats, most avidly on the book I'm reading. Most of the time, it ends up being ThunderClan or SkyClan.

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I had a dream where I was bending a phone
What kind of dream is that

predicting the future of iphone 6+ since your dream.

I've had way too many nightmares to explain all of them, but this one I'd like to share... It happens in the city of Toronto when I was five years old. Toronto is a very urban city, much like that of New York, Los Angeles or London. A huge metropolis in which anything can happen to a very innocent and naive five year old girl.

My mother comes to pick me up at my babysitter's house when a terrible car accident occurs on the main road leading to the house. The babysitter's name is Jeanette. Her son, Jeremy, is eighteen years old and is the only person at home with me. The phone rings and Jeremy answers it. After a brief conversation he turns to me and says, "Your mother's been in a car accident and I have to take care of you until my mom gets home." Crying silently, I run into the living room. Jeremy goes off into another room. About five minutes later the power in the house goes out! Lighting a candle, Jeremy comes to look for me in the living room, but I'm gone. I'm downstairs, the basement I think, and it's pitch black. The air seems cold and damp. There had been a recent flood in this room and the southern end of it is still wet. Not knowing the possible dangers, I begin to feel my way around the lightless, musky smelling room. I have no idea what is about to happen to me.

My parents had divorced a few weeks earlier and I hadn't seen my father since. A familiar scent suddenly fills the air as I fumble around to find a light switch, not knowing that the power had been cut off in the house. Jeremy is looking for me and I hear him shouting my name from the floor above. I try calling to him, but I guess he can't hear me. I'm getting a bit frightened now. As I try searching for the stairs, I realize that familiar scent seems stronger somehow. It gets even stronger as I slowly and blindly poke my way around the ever-colder basement floor. As the scent grows to an almost offensive pungency, I feel a frigid, clammy hand grasp my tiny shivering arm. A deep, crusty sounding voice then erupts from the dark declaring, "I've been dying to see you, little girl!" Shrieking in sheer terror, I then experience a sharp, piercing pain in my arm as the fearsome stranger tosses me to the ground as if I were but a mere rag doll! I try to get up and run but my escape is held short by the sound of a loud click! Suddenly, the lights in the basement come back on. As I quickly survey the room I'm horrified to see my father in the far corner. He is bound and bleeding! His boss is standing before us holding a shotgun! Dad is still alive, but he has apparently been stabbed numerous times with a knife! He is tied and restrained with piano wire in such a way that, if he moves, the steel weave will slice into his unprotected flesh! Dad's mouth has also been sort of sliced open, creating the image of a grotesque, bloody smile on his face! Somehow I know that dad is close to death. The boss then jumps on me and starts tearing at my shirt! I scream and scream, and this time Jeremy hears me. He runs down the stairs, but loses his footing about halfway down and tumbles to the basement floor! The boss then raises his shotgun and releases three blasts in the direction of Jeremy! The pellets rip into Jeremy's body, splitting open his stomach and chest! I struggle to run to my father hoping I can help him. Blood stains the walls all about the room. As I approach dad, he reaches out for me and the tightly wound piano wire slices deeply into his defenseless skin. The blood squirts out of him like a fountain! "Daddy!" I sniffle. Hurriedly and in a rage, the boss turns to us and snarles, "Such a pretty picture..." He then proceeds to expel three more rounds from the shotgun. Missing me, two of the blasts hit dad in the head, causing it to explode into little gory chunks and pieces! I absolutely freak!!! I run as fast as I can passed the boss and toward Jeremy, who is bleeding profusely from his ruptured midsection. "R-R-UN..." he chokes just as his eyes roll back into his head. The basement goes dark again and I feel my way up the stairs, fleeing for my very life! Slamming the basement door behind me, I hear a muffled shotgun blast from below! I don't know it yet, but Dad's boss has shot himself! I run to the back door. As I reach for the knob, it opens abruptly and in walks Jeanette. She says she has picked up my mother and asks where Jeremy is. I point at the basement door and she opens it and goes downstairs. The power then comes back on and simultaneously my mother enters through the back door. As she gives me a big hug, she spots some blood on my arm which Jeanette hadn't noticed. Startled, mom lets out a momentary scream! Then we hear Jeanette's screams from the basement! My mom runs down the stairs and I follow. There, they find the mutilated dead bodies of Jeremy, my father and his boss! Both my mom and Jeanette turn to me and say, "WHY?! WHY DID YOU DO IT?!"

Sometimes i dream about stuff i see later in life

i think once or twice i dreamed about being with forum members from the en chat

When im asleep its like my brain is on drugs it like has a tiny rave party and then i start getting up when im still asleep and dance on my bed. o_o

Lol. ^


I had a particular nightmare, one of which I liked very, very much. So I guess you could call it a dream.

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I was a warrior in ThunderClan. My name was Moonwhisker. Firestar was on highrock, announcing the death of Flametail in the lake after he'd fallen through, and that any cat found on the ice would be punished. I wasn't listening, but Lionblaze told me to make sure I wouldn't get hurt. I was his sister in my dream. I'd gone to sleep that night and met Ivypool in the dark forest. Tigerstar came to us, along with his son, Hawkfrost. Though I wouldn't let Ivypool know, I was extremely excited. I had dark intentions, unlike her. She was just spying for Dovewing, Jayfeather, and Lionblaze. Tigerstar led me away from Hawkfrost and Ivypool, then he turned to me and tried to attack. I neatly ducked under his leap and kicked him with my hind legs. He looked proud of me, then looked serious. He explained to me how he knew Ivypool was up to something, and I, in turn, explained how she'd started spying for Dovewing, Jayfeather, and Lionblaze. Tigerstar looked distraught, then he said that I should kill Ivypool the next night in the dark forest. I was glowing in happiness. We'd continued training, then I woke up without a mark on me. Ivypool, on the other hand, had been scratched and bitten in several places. The next day was normal. I went back to sleep that night, and Ivypool and I had woken up in the dark forest again. I immedietly turned on her and pinned her to the ground, then Hawkfrost and Tigerstar came out of the trees, their eyes glowing malicously. Ivypool screeched and wailed, begged and pleaded, but I refused to listen to her, instead slashing and biting until her body had gone limp under my paws. Tigerstar's and Hawkfrost's eyes glowed ever so brightly with pride. They knew I was one of them, and for that, I was glad.
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I have this dream sometimes. :P It's one of my favorites.

Well err...... in my dreams, if I'm in it uhh...... well I'm a super hero and have super duper powers............. I'm too old to be thinking super heroes TT^TT

crack cocaine type of shit

DRUGSSSSSSSSSSSS

I make awesome dreams about a tornado destroying my school :D

Dream - Being an MLP character, or marrying Markiplier
Nightmare - Slenderman nightmares that make 0% sense. Or being alone.

i got a heart attack on saturday because of some power ranger getting squashed by a wasp

I dream about food. ♡

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Sometimes i dream about stuff i see later in life

This happens to me too...

I either dream about the forums or games I play when I'm not on the forums

I dream about food more than anything else, especially dessert buffets.

sometimes nice stuff
but sometimes creepy stuff and things that make no sense

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Sometimes i dream about stuff i see later in life

fake memories.