Dreams...

Okay this is going to be kind of funny to some people I'm sure, but I'm going to share a couple of dreams I've had recently! S...

Okay this is going to be kind of funny to some people I'm sure, but I'm going to share a couple of dreams I've had recently!

So the first one I'm going to share is one I had a couple days ago...
It started out with my sister and I walking around some big city it was huge and I couldn't recognize it, but we were both all dressed up like we were going to dinner and a show or something. Her and I are walking and talking and looking up at all the big buildings and having a good time, all of a sudden she's like "K, bye" and disappears. I'm like WTF Danielle don't leave me alone in this big city. I walk into the nearest big building, there's a bouncer but he let me in right away. I walk in theres a bar/restaraunt type thing on the main floor but I go up a few levels and walk into this room. Its like a classroom and its filled with a bunch of other girls who looked like models, they were hot. So this guy walks in and says, one of you will be sacraficed and in the dream I think "Psh no sweat, it won't be me I'm surrounded by a bunch of airheads." but no, the guy points and me and says, "Its gonna be you."
So the guy takes me and basically slices my head off and says "Okay you'll die soon, follow me." I follow him (yes I follow him and I am headless at this point) out to a cop car and sit down in the backseat, I buckle up and then die.
A couple hours pass in the dream and I come back alive and I say to this guy, "Um Excuse me, I'm not dead." and the guy responded "Oh man this happens all the time." I said, "oh thats okay don't worry about it." and I unbuckle and leave the car. Then I walk into my old high school and walk towards the gym where one of the model girls from earlier was waiting for me and trying to kill me. Then my Mom shows up and starts kicking this girls ass telling her to leave me a lone. I'm laying there dying watching my mom beat on this girl, and standing up for me, thinking I wish I were that brave when my boyfriend shows up and yells "WHAT ARE YOU DOING" and I look around and I'm in a different room by myself acting like I'm dying for no reason....
Then I woke up...really weird

Then just last night I had this dream...
In my dream I was sleeping (lol) and someone was waking me up so I opened my eyes and it was my mother I wasn't sad or weirded out to see her it just felt normal. So, I started talking to her and just catching up like we did when I used to come home on weekends from school. I asked her what it was like to be dead (morbid I know and possibly a little insensitive but it was a dream I didn't have much control over it) She said its like she's always dreaming, good dreams. She said when she was in ICU she felt like she was dreaming and wanted to wake up and talk to us but she couldn't but once she was gone it was like she started dreaming wonderful dreams and hasn't stopped since. That made me feel good for her so I started to catch her up on everthing she's missed so far. Things that if she were still here I would've told her right away. Like all my boy troubles (aye aye aye, there were a lot), that we would've laughed so hard about and in the dream we did. I told her about my boyfriend and she told me how much she liked him. We talked about dad, my sister, and brother, my friends, everything and it felt so real. Like I was really talking to my mom the way I used to. Finally, she told me she had to go and she warned me she'd be watching she smiled and laughed and then I woke up.

These dreams were so real! I woke up from each one thinking whoa did that just happen. Even the first one was so weird and farfetched I still woke up thinking wow, that just happened lol
So, if anyone is any good at decoding dreams...give it a shot! Thought I would share because they were just so weird.

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