What Does My Dream Mean?

In my dream i was out on the drive way and my sister opened the garage and my uncle fred whom i dont remember cause i was to young when he passed, came walking out of the garage as a ghost but with a baby in his arms and he said to me havent you got enough already, referring to my 2 children who are very young and very close in age.

darkness , dark rooms, people i dont know. im confused. light flashing. blankess

Three stories.

1# I had a dream about a rivalry fight between my aunt and best friend fighting and killing each other but in real life, their like best friends. Not enemies. So what does that exactly mean?

2# My mom killed my cat which she loves to death with a butchers knife then he haunted me and bit my mom in her sleep (the dream).

3# Some old lady in my dream came up to me and shot me when she doesn’t know me and I felt it with an imaginary gun in real and in the dream.

I had a dream that i was in school during a assembly and i heard a light sounded voice groan then the scene switched to my room we heard the voice again groan then i stood up and checked where it might be i went to the bathroom and i saw this thing peeking through the curtains you could only see the shadow. Then my mom came from the basement from doing laundry then my 2 dogs came up and we heared the thing next to the basement door and i started whistling at my dogs to start barking at the thing standing behind the basement door so i decided to let my dog go downstair and in a minute my dog starting shouting yelling as if it was being chopped in pieces then my dad said its coming from the basement so we went to the basement grabbed a flashlight and the thing swung the door open as we were about to open it and this loud sound as if a heavy heavy thunderstorm i went blank and i woke up.

I had a dream of fighting the ghost of an unknown persons (two of them) after which I was able to defeat them.

I had a dream that my friends and I were in my backyard and my friends told me that there was a ghost coming out the side of me. then i looked in my dogs kennel and the grim reaper waved at me and wrote a date in the air which was March 23, 2017. What does that mean?

I can’t remember the majority of my dream. Though the bit I do remember is the bit with the ghost in. I’m in a house that isn’t my house. It’s an old house, but doesn’t have the authentic features of a ‘haunted house’ Eg; no cobwebs, flickering lights, peeling paint or old pictures. It was just a pretty plain old house. But I recall it being very big. Not far off being a mansion, but it wasn’t quite there. There weren’t any carpets. I’m…pretty sure that the floor was wooden slats, and occasionally there’d be a dulled red carpet. There were lit lamps instead of lights. So I definately got the sense of ‘old’ straight away. I don’t remember passing any windows. So I’m not sure if there were any. I can’t remember what. But something draws my attention and I’m suddenly looking around frantically, as if in antiscipation of something. Except I felt very scared and wary of something being there. At first there was some kind of whispy pale blue-white mist behind me. I saw the dream, not from my own view, and not watching down on myself, just watching toward myself. So that’s how I saw the whispy what’cha ma calls it. Of course it faded as soon as I saw it. I was scared so ran. I can’t remember what I ran past or where I met the ghost. But a little boy suddenly appeared to me and told me to come with him. He was dressed like most ghosts would be expected to dress. He was wearing old browny clothes that looked like they were made from a sack. Ha. I’m not sure how I knew he was a ghost. I just knew he wasn’t human, even though he looked human. I don’t know if he was the whispy ghost i’d been afraid of, or if he was actually helping me. But for some reason I had complete trust in the little ghost boy. He didn’t look like anyone I know so he was a complete stranger. I followed him through something (of which I can’t remember) and I found myself in a completely different scene. It was very vivid and made no sense. I can’t remember much. But from what features I can remember, it looked like a little boy’s dream world. Everything was made of the old style lego or something fairly boyish. Bits of lego were floating and all of a sudden my family where coming through to this wierd world with me. I trusted the boy, but I wasn’t convinced this wierd world was safe. So I was a little dubious as to why I and my family trusted him so much. Though he assured me that it was safe, and my family didn’t seem worried, so I’d dismissed the likelyness of any danger (not entirely). I just presumed that if my family were happy, it was ok. The boy called his world ‘the perfect world’ or his ‘dream world’. He said it was a place where everything he could ever dream of was. I can’t remember what sort of monster suddenly drew my attention, and everyone else seemed to be entirely oblivious to the danger of the creature that was destroying the little boy’s lego buildings. The little boy said the monster was always there though, and it was too far away to hurt anyone. He started telling me about something, which I can’t remember…then lead me up some thin lego stairs and into part of a ruined lego building that didn’t look quite built properly. The sky was very crystaly blue, and the clouds were rediculously white and plumed. There were bits of pinks and purple in the sky to, creating a perfect sky scenery above me. All of a sudden, I felt uncomfortable and clostrofobic (which im not). Although I was effectively in a big open space, I felt restricted and trapped. A fairly large gap in the wall was enough for me to see the giant creatures face (which i cant remember) as it crashed its head through the ruined building and tried to eat us. The little boy seemed genuinley quite worried about me and my family. I got the strange impression of affectionate feelings from him to me. But he hadn’t done anything, I only felt like I to could feel his affection. Difficult to comprehend or explain. He leads me and my family hurridly back to the place we came through and I tell my family we should hurry out of the ‘dream world’. The boy feels very sad. But only I can feel how he’s feeling. I’m a girl by the way. I also feel very sad for the boy, and like I’ve known him before this encounter. But I’ve never met him in my dreams or my life before. I remember feeling too scared to go back on my own, in case the evil ghost is still there. And also too worried about my family to leave them here on their own. For some reason, the presence of the giant monster, outweighs the danger of the evil ghost encounter I’d previously had. (I’m not particularly sure at what point my family were actually with me) Dreams lack definite structure and you always get characters or people thrown into your dream, literally just appearing in one scene, having not been in another. But anyway. They went through the place that took them away from the ‘dream world’ The little boy took both my hands and held them, he felt protective and affectionate over me as the monster approached him. He told me it would be safe for me for now and not to be afraid. I was reluctant to leave him behind, because Id grown particularly fond of him, and found myself, at most parts of my dream that include him, feeling his feelings. So it was very difficult to tell how I felt or if I was feeling what he was feeling. It was like I had some kind of strange empathy that I could only have with the little boy. Because I was feeling the same feelings as him, I didn’t want to leave him, but he let go of my hands and I turned away anyway and stepped back through the wierd place, feeling safe and protected. As I stepped through, I woke up. Can anyone make sense of my dream? After waking up I felt very unnerved and on edge and although I’m aware that the little ghost boy was only a dream. I feel like he’s still around. So I’d much like for someone to be able to tell me what this dream means.

I was in bed asleep. I awoke to something crawling into my bed, under the covers. It pulled me out of the bed and pulled me by my hands swinging me about. I awoke suddenly to find my two hands clasped tightly together as if one pulling away from the other. The hold was so strong that I had nail marks in both hands.

My dream was very strange, I was in my house and I seen my family rocking chair rock on it’s own. In the dream I got scared and jumped up only to see this little boy I don’t even know appear out of no where. In the same dream I seen a little girl in my mothers room. I sooner or later seen them again in that dream and started to talk to them, all there wanted to do was play. When I woke up I completely in shock. I just remembered their were wearing pajamas like if they were staying at my house to sleep over

My dream started off at this tall yellow building in this suburban area. My friends and I are outside of it. We run to the side of it were their are some long black stairs that go all the way to the top floor of the building.While up their the building had a small arcade. My friends were excited and all went in. I was a little disappointed so I decide to wonder around and go down stairs all the way to the bottom floor,were their was an abandoned playground(the building was outdoorsy in the center like a hotel). I turn around to find another entrance in the building and walk in. The inside was like a backstage set kind of a look and on the right was a kitchen on a TV set. A lady was sitting at the farside head of the table with her feet up. She greeted me and I said hello back and started walking.Then all of a sudden a chair moves from the table and rams into the side of my leg. I jump in shock.”What the heck just happened?”I asked. “Oh that was on of the ghosts that live here ,you see theirs three of them”. My mind stated to panic. The three ghosts formed be fore me, they were little children. I screamed and started to run to the corner of the room and right when I was about to the ghost children ran through me. While I was running I turned around to see a little ghost boy standing their staring at the wall sad. I stop running away and start walking to the boy. The lady from the table gets up and walks towards us. The boy tuns around and looks at me. He was pale blue with half of a face. My fear suddenly turned into sympathy. I picked up the boy and held him like an infant almost in tears. I look at the lady and ask “Why does this boy have only a half of face?”. She raises her arm and points to the wall were the boy was staring at. The wall had a black and white photo of the boy with his face gruesomely half burnt. I hold him tightly in my arms so sorry for him that it made me wake up.

Kaleigh, was his name Nico?