Inspired by the Surreal Experiences thread; this is the dreams thread :3 Post your weird/interesting/sad/happy dreams that you've had.
I had two dreams that were connected these past two weeks; and tehy were spaced fairly far apart so it sort of surprised me. Anyway, in the first dream I remember distinctly knowing that I had like done a lot of really bad things - IIRC I think I murdered a bunch of people or something (I'm really not screwed up I swear! :x)
Anyway, I did all these bad things and nobody knew I had done them but I felt mentally guilty and somewhere that dream ended. The following week I had a dream that I was walking down the street, and parked across the driveway in front of me was a police car - and I was walking with a friend (but I can't recall who it was) so I grabbed my friend and cut across the street to avoid passing hte police car, as I'd done all these illegal things.
So I cut across the street, and of course the police car pulls out of the driveway and pulls over to the curb behind me - so of course I start sprinting to get away. So I'm running and I turn into this alleyway, but somewhere between the other side of the street and the alleyway I had looked back and seen they were actually apprehending someone else. My friend is who knows where by now; but this totally random kid from my school followed me into the alley and is now shouting about how suspicious I am running away from the cops when they weren't after me.
So I run, and I'm running and running and running through my neighborhood and all of a sudden I get to this extremely steep hill. More like a cliff; and beneath it is this big murky pond. And I'm still just me, so I'm sobbing by now and thinking about how horrible all of this is because I'm not a hardened criminal - I still feel bad over all this shit I guess. Anyway a guy dressed as a state trooper has been following me, so we get to the top of the hill and we have this confrontation, and all I remember from the conversation is me telling him that he could just turn around and let this go and neither of us would lose out. So he lurches towards me - and I fling myself off of this little cliff and whoa I legitimately got away from him.
Anyway, all of a sudden I'm at my grandmother house and I'm stressing about what I'm going to say when I go to court. Even though they never captured me, I think...I'm pretty sure that I had to testify for the guy they *did* catch. And in his trial, they'd catch on to who I was. So I was stressing over what my family would think and what I would say to get myself out, and contemplating whether I could just stick my fingers in my ears and never hear them speak to me again.
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This was written in a way where it sounds like I remembered WAY MORE than you would really expect; but trust me, I just bulked it up in the way I described it, and it's all really fuzzy.
It was a strange dream.
I had two dreams that were connected these past two weeks; and tehy were spaced fairly far apart so it sort of surprised me. Anyway, in the first dream I remember distinctly knowing that I had like done a lot of really bad things - IIRC I think I murdered a bunch of people or something (I'm really not screwed up I swear! :x)
Anyway, I did all these bad things and nobody knew I had done them but I felt mentally guilty and somewhere that dream ended. The following week I had a dream that I was walking down the street, and parked across the driveway in front of me was a police car - and I was walking with a friend (but I can't recall who it was) so I grabbed my friend and cut across the street to avoid passing hte police car, as I'd done all these illegal things.
So I cut across the street, and of course the police car pulls out of the driveway and pulls over to the curb behind me - so of course I start sprinting to get away. So I'm running and I turn into this alleyway, but somewhere between the other side of the street and the alleyway I had looked back and seen they were actually apprehending someone else. My friend is who knows where by now; but this totally random kid from my school followed me into the alley and is now shouting about how suspicious I am running away from the cops when they weren't after me.
So I run, and I'm running and running and running through my neighborhood and all of a sudden I get to this extremely steep hill. More like a cliff; and beneath it is this big murky pond. And I'm still just me, so I'm sobbing by now and thinking about how horrible all of this is because I'm not a hardened criminal - I still feel bad over all this shit I guess. Anyway a guy dressed as a state trooper has been following me, so we get to the top of the hill and we have this confrontation, and all I remember from the conversation is me telling him that he could just turn around and let this go and neither of us would lose out. So he lurches towards me - and I fling myself off of this little cliff and whoa I legitimately got away from him.
Anyway, all of a sudden I'm at my grandmother house and I'm stressing about what I'm going to say when I go to court. Even though they never captured me, I think...I'm pretty sure that I had to testify for the guy they *did* catch. And in his trial, they'd catch on to who I was. So I was stressing over what my family would think and what I would say to get myself out, and contemplating whether I could just stick my fingers in my ears and never hear them speak to me again.
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This was written in a way where it sounds like I remembered WAY MORE than you would really expect; but trust me, I just bulked it up in the way I described it, and it's all really fuzzy.
It was a strange dream.