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betrayed

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This is a thread I've made for you to post the dreams you've had recently, post as many as you want whenever you have them. Have you ever had a dream that felt so long that when you woke up, it took a minute or two to figure out where you were, and who you were? Those are the best.

The only rules are:

Give feed back to the dreams before yours, then post your own. And please read the entire dream, do not skim or read bits and peices. Each persons post is worthy to be read in its entirety. Remember, all dreams are interesting and are worth a read, don't skip them just because there long.

I'll start with the dream I just woke up from seconds ago. It gets pretty interesting..

Me and some friends were going on this road trip to see a concert or something, and my history teacher was there, and were were having class on the bus. The desks were there and everything was there from the classroom. Now, my history teacher is pretty hilarious, and the dream made it even better. She told us we were going to watch some movies. She put in the tape, and porn came on the TV screen. I looked down for a second laughing, raising my head again to find we were all lying down. We were all in blankets cuddling with girls, during a porno. I was the only one who wasn't, so I got up and found this big poker table, they dealt me in and I started playing. They were playing some weird ass game that I didn't understand, so I left. Another one of my teachers announced that there was a school dance we could stop at, and that we would pick up the people who went to the dance after it was done. Only a few girls wanted to go, we dropped them off and came back later, thinking it was done. The bus was now a train, that went on the regular road. We stopped at the school, and looked inside to see only the people we had dropped off. We laughed thinking that must have sucked for them, but then everyone in the bus decided they wanted to go to the dance. Now the trip included the entire school for some reason. And everyone at the school where the dance was then showed up. I went around talking to everyone I knew, joking around. The porno was still playing on random TV's placed on or in the ceilings and walls, the porno was entitled "Truckers Volume 4", it showed a bunch of hicks running around and some guy narrating the whole thing. Chicks were decent though. Anyways, the dance had moved into our train, it was just one big party. It was a lot of fun wondering the place, then the actual dance started up, and we took it back into the school, somehow our train connected to the school and we could walk in and out if we wanted to. Well, we decided to start a mosh pit, I ran in and yelled it (keep in mind this is how I really am in real life) And people laughed and screamed. Just then an announcer said that they would be having an assembly to go over the rules of the dance. Not wanting to participate, I walked out of the door, many people of greely (my school) following me, some got caught, but I hid. I thought the coast was clear and I started walking in the halls again. People were doing the same, casually strolling around, the cops were there, and they'd get people and give them a talking to and take them back to the auditorium. I was just outside with two friends and a copped stopped me from walking with a rubber band, I don't know how, but it was attached to my leg. My friends looked at me and started backing away. I turned around and he placed a hand on my shoulder from behind and brought his face close to mine. The rubber band broke, and I caught it. Showing it to him I smiled. He then says to me, "Son, that looks like stealing and in possesion of police property." And I'm like, "Oh come on, it broke right in front of you." He slammed me against the wall, took out his keys, and whipped me in the face. The jagged edges cutting my skin. My friends had gone, and I was alone with my enemy. I started feeling my face, I could tell he was still standing there. I hit me again, and again, blood coming out everywhere, spraying against the walls. I walked me to his car, holding me in the position of arresting me, like I was wearing handcuffs. I didn't struggle in fear of being hit again. He opened the passanger door and kneeled me down, I looked up to see another man, looking ahead coldly, with no expression. The cop who had hit me, opened the driver side door, and sat in his seat. I asked him why he was doing this. He looked at me, reached over, and striked me again. I begged with him and told him I didn't mean to take the rubber band. He hit me again and again. The man in the passanger seat began to look down, crying. The cop started screaming and slammed his door, I stepped back and the passanger door also slammed. And they drove away. People instantly started pointing at me, friends started to drive around me in their cars that they suddenly had. I staggered towards them in all directions, trying to find someone who would stop and help me. I walked back over to the school, and the lady said, "What are you doing out here?" I lied saying, "I missed the assembly, I was looking for my friend, I couldn't find him." She replied with, "Then you can't get in, you don't have a pass, you need a pass, you don't have one." I pointed behind her, "You see that? That's my blood, that is, and that is, there, and there, that is too." I said, pointing in many places. She looked at the wall in shock, then realized I had a bad bloody nose, and cuts across my face. She let me in, and I instantly saw magazines and newspapers, with my face on them, making fun of me, making fun of how I cowered with the police man. People pointed and laughed, my best friends were standing there laughing at me. I walked through the halls and entered the auditorium, it looked like a speech was being held, people all looked at me as I entered, I could tell the speach was convincing the crowd I was weak, both mentally and physically. I looked at who was yelling about me, it was my best friend. I looked at him, and said, "You give me a gun and let me go for fifteen seconds!" I think I was intending that if I had a gun, in fifteen seconds everyone there would be dead. He stepped down, and I instantly tackeld him. I was throwing punches and kicks, he was on the floor, trying to grab me, he got me a couple good times, but I knocked him back to the floor, barely seeing what I was doing. He got up and I knocked him down again, starting to cry while beating him. The crowd started to help me, they were throwing full liters of soda at his body on the floor, I turned, and starte walking away, I didn't want to see if he died, or any kind of conclusion of the fight. I walked outside to see buildings burning, everyone was rushing into them, trying to save people I assumed, people were lying on the ground, sobbing. Another one of my "friends" and his girlfriend went into the building next to me. It collasped within a minute, I looked in shock as I imagined what happened to them. I passed out... For what seemed to be a long time, someone finally started shaking me awake. I sat up, and eventually stood up. I looked at the building I had last seen come down, my friends girlfriend was burned and lying on her back on a couch, waving and touching the air, with a thick band of black medical tape around her eyes. I did not see my friend anywhere.. I looked around to see the destruction.. And woke up from my dream.

This had to be the longest dream I've ever had.. Please give it a read if you skipped to the bottom of this post.. I didn't check for spelling errors because it was a long one.
 
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Sorry p99, don't want to give you a short response to your long, long ass dream, but I'm not sure where it would go if I started talking about your dream and analyzing it. I know a bit about that.


I'll share a bit of my dreams, and not exactly all the content, otherwise it would be about 2 weeks of dreaming.

For the past few weeks, every single night, I have a dream about a different woman. Each woman is different in my dreams, all of them seem to be relationships I've had in the past. Every dream was beautiful (and no you pervs, not a wet dream) but each dream had us doing something together, or treating a certain situation in a way, that I could never get these girls to do while I was with them. Certain maturities, and understandings, and feelings were shared in all of these dreams, that I ached for so bad while being with these crazy women. Every night. I haven't missed a night yet. I haven't missed a woman yet. Even If I wake up and pass out again, I start off with a perfect moment with a different chick. There are but a few women I haven't dreamed about yet, but if I don't ever dream about them, I think I'll finally be able to continue analyzation on this. I'm not sure the meaning of this craziness yet, but it's stayed on my mind all day, every day, as long as it's been happening.
 

betrayed

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HavokChylde said:
Sorry p99, don't want to give you a short response to your long, long ass dream, but I'm not sure where it would go if I started talking about your dream and analyzing it. I know a bit about that.


I'll share a bit of my dreams, and not exactly all the content, otherwise it would be about 2 weeks of dreaming.

For the past few weeks, every single night, I have a dream about a different woman. Each woman is different in my dreams, all of them seem to be relationships I've had in the past. Every dream was beautiful (and no you pervs, not a wet dream) but each dream had us doing something together, or treating a certain situation in a way, that I could never get these girls to do while I was with them. Certain maturities, and understandings, and feelings were shared in all of these dreams, that I ached for so bad while being with these crazy women. Every night. I haven't missed a night yet. I haven't missed a woman yet. Even If I wake up and pass out again, I start off with a perfect moment with a different chick. There are but a few women I haven't dreamed about yet, but if I don't ever dream about them, I think I'll finally be able to continue analyzation on this. I'm not sure the meaning of this craziness yet, but it's stayed on my mind all day, every day, as long as it's been happening.
They say whatever you think about during the day, you'll dream about. If its on your mind a lot then I wouldn't be surprised if thats why you dream about them so much.. Thats interesting that its every night, or whenever you sleep.. Maybe its a sign? :redface:
 
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betrayed said:
They say whatever you think about during the day, you'll dream about. If its on your mind a lot then I wouldn't be surprised if thats why you dream about them so much.. Thats interesting that its every night, or whenever you sleep.. Maybe its a sign? :redface:

It's like an ex-girlfriend countdown.

Maybe i'll hook up with a new chick once I've completed the countdown. :)
 

MsPunK

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I had a strange dream the other night. Before the dream my mates from Manchester came down who I haven’t seen for two years. One of them I was going out with long distance for ten months and we really loved each other. When they came down it was pretty cool but they are always stoned now.

So in this dream I was in this weird holiday place and it was flooding and all the walls were a blue colour. We had to get down to the bottom of the building.there were lots of stairs and lifts everywhere. When we got out side we were right by the coast. There was a tornado about ten metres away and this woman was telling everyone to get into the water. The next thing I know me and my mates, Oli and Joe, Oli my ex, were inside. Then they told me that they were gay. I was upset by this because oli is the sort of guy that everyone loves. Then Oli proceeded to lay down and joe got over him and he started sucking joe off!! WTF
 

meh_it_all

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That's quite disturbing, to have a dream about an ex and then find out their gay?!?! :confused:
 

XBlade97

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dreams are for little kids, o and I had this really great dream...