Question by ????: What do these dreams mean?
(Note, this is long)
Dream 1: (Almost a year ago)
The world had been taken over by zombies (Like in “Resident Evil”), but the difference was that these zombies actually thought like a person. They had all the memories of before they died. Well, I was trapped in my house, and I was getting the tea pitcher out of the fridge, and these two zombies bust the door down (a feat in itself. Heavy wood here.), and start ransacking the place. Now, the zombies are between me, and my only escape, so I hide in a spinning rack that holds pans, but in this case, it had nothing in it. I spin it closed, and with all the noise I’m making, I’m surprised they didn’t hear me. The leave the house, and I leave my refuge. I run upstairs and the whole floor is intact. They were looking for something on the first floor. I ran back downstairs, and carefully sidestepped the area in front of the steps, as it was covered in broken glass now. I look out of the window, and zombies are marching up and down the streets. For some reason I wish that the MPs (military police) and the Polezei (German police) would show up. Well, what do you know. The blue and silver cars the Mps are in pull in, and then the Polezei in their green and white VANS show up. The step out of the vehicles, and start shooting the zombies. I, being frightened, lock myself in my bathroom, and wait for the shooting to stop. Then a zombie comes up the stairs, and there’s nowhere to hide in my bathroom, unless you can tear out the boards in a “inwall” cabinet, and hide there, but I had no time. The zombie kicked the door down, and I woke up.
Dream 2: (Last night)
I was looking out of my door, and then I walked onto the pathway. I just watched in horror as a huge bird the color of fire was blowing up my town. I ran like a mad woman to fetch of all things a camera. I turned around and kept running until I reached my house again. I slammed the door, and heard a voice from the other side. I don’t remember what it said, but I do remember that it wasn’t nice. I remained quiet, and then I felt something burning on me, and I woke up.
Dream 3: (This actually happened when I was five or six)
I was running up a “hill” and this man was chasing me. I reached the top, and it turned out to be a dormant volcano. The man grinned evilly and the launched a punch at me. (Oddly enough for a dream from a five or six year old, possibly even four, I had the body of a ten year old) I jumped up, kicked him in the face, and then the volcano began to explode. I ran all the way down the hill, and then I woke up. (I was really scared for some reason. To this day, I never understood why I was so scared of that dream. I think it’s a little weird. Only a little compared to my most recent dreams. Only a little weird compared to being strapped into a roller coster that goes off the tracks and you survive.)
Dream 4: (Don’t remember when)
I was trapped in a ship, and these Koreans were forcing me to learn their language against my will. I would either have to learn Korean, or I’d die. Well, I learned it, and they let me go. (Note, I don’t know any Korean) I was walking down this dirt path, and this Asiatic black bear comes out of nowhere and starts attacking me. I ran, and ran, until I lost it, but then I lost my balance, and fell, right on my tailbone (OUCH. I’ve done it before. Roller skating, could barely walk afterwards. Crying like crazy.) and I thought I felt pain, but I woke up, and then the pain was gone.
Dream 5 (Last one)
This dream was really vivid, and it still is. I had it three and a half or more years back.)
I was running into my house (House I lived in three and a half years ago) being followed by a swarm of bees. I slammed the storm door shut. Then the heavier door. I walked up to my room, and the bees were there. I ran down the stairs, out of the doors, and down the street. I ran for like five minutes then the bay came into view (Chesapeake bay). I dove in. I remember that the water was so warm, and the sand so soft. I held my breath until I burst, and came out. I got out of the water, and the bees were gone. I walked slowly back to my house. When I approached the duplex (Been living in duplexes for the last five years. Three different ones though.) the bees attacked again, and I got stung. I woke up, and the first thing I did was look at the side I got stung in my dream. I slid out of bed, and spent the rest of the night with my parents. (I was only 9 or ten at the time).
I’d appreciate any body telling me what these dreams mean. My dreams have been so bizzare lately, they seem to come out of the SciFi channel or something.
Answer by SUPER JOKER
You watch too much movies
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