Journal of Bizarre Dreams

It started when I was in a school and I heard gunshots, so it was obvious there was a school shooter. After minutes of looking I found an escape but I also saw a girl around 4 years old looking shocked. I ran over to save her and I held her as I escaped. I was walking to the police station but after I brought her back to the school because I was afraid of being accused of kidnapping her, not sure why. When I brought her back, her teacher yelled at me for taking her. I walked home and the sky was already a dark navy blue. I saw an obese cat and brought it home. I was sitting by my home with the cat in my arms, then a white tiger sat next to me, got a gun, and shot himself in the throat. It was very human-like. A couple hours later I was still outside with my cat and there were a couple other tigers roaming around. Out of nowhere the cat jumped out of my arms and ran away. After that I woke up. I never ever had a dream like this.

I woke up and felt like she was still on top of me. Struggling and gasping for air, I could still feel myself drowning. It started so innocent. I was walking home from the movies with my girlfriend. I don't remember what movie we saw but it had just gotten dark. We were holding hands and looking at the the bright almost-full moon. We stopped outside her house but when I went to kiss her goodbye, she morphed into this giant obese lady. Her arms were bigger than my thighs and she kept getting taller. She picked me up in her giant hands and started to rock me like a baby. I squirmed and tried to get away but she held me tighter and started to sing in some weird language. Then we were across town by the train tracks and she was still carrying me, this time piggyback style. I heard a whistle and looked back just as she jumped onto the tracks, right in front of the train. Instead of getting splattered, the train started pushing us along the tracks. We were going so fast and I squeezed my hands around her neck to hold on. The train went right through my backyard and we tumbled onto the swing set. She started pushing me higher and higher. I was begging to get off and then found myself flying through an open window into my bedroom. Landing on my bed, I remember feeling like "OK, I am safe here". When I turned around though, she was right there, rummaging through my closet that was all full of tiny doll clothes. In fact, my whole bedroom was filled with creepy porcelain dolls, old Barbies that were missing limbs, and tiny figurines. Every surface was covered by a doll and all of their eyes were open, watching me. I started to recognize some of the doll faces - kids from my middle school class, the gas station attendant, my ex-girlfriend. They all started singing that same lullaby - I don't know what language it was in - I couldn't understand it. But they all just stared at me singing. I ran to leave but suddenly the floor was moving backwards and my feet became duck flippers. In the meantime, the giant lady had gotten more obese and she was almost filling my whole room. As she moved, she knocked over the dolls, who just kept singing. She grabbed me into her arms again and I tried to kick her with my duck feet. Her grip was too strong though and she pulled me onto the bed. With a splash, I realized the bed had become a swimming pool. She dragged me under the water tried to drown me. I kept going deeper and deeper and tried to use my flippers to swim but she was just too big. I was drowning and struggling for air but even underwater, I could still hear all of the dolls singing that weird lullaby. And then I woke up.

They were going from person to person when they got to me. "Sacrificing" them. It seemed like they were cutting and stabbing me. When really they were only writing and doing other crazy stuff. It looked and sounded like a rave, except everyone was asleep. When everyone woke up, some people had few to little writings on them or some type of symbols, we were confused. As for me, I had a drawing of a wolf behind my left leg (maybe I should get tattoo of a wolf?) and a lot of other writings I couldn't make out. It was the end of the day, everyone was continuing to talk about their drawings or writings on them at different tables in a classroom. We went to our seats, that so happens to be in a pool when something exploded. I was underwater when tanks along with other stuff started blowing up. People were floating. You could see the smoke, explosions in the water, blood and belongings from those people. Something exploded near me as I was coming up for air. Most people were dead while I was trying to find my stuff. I didn't. Then I ended up getting invited to a sleepover, which I didn't go to... How weird.

I had a dream that an old friend messaged me.. Months or weeks later when my roommate got home and kids were in bed I realized I had overlooked a weird placed proposal and of course a ring. While I was trying to figure out who had done this in my home and just left it there is a knock on the door. I open it and it is the old friend that had messaged me so happy to see me and confess his love, me being completely blindsided tell him "Let's go walk and talk" after him trying to come into my home multiple times. We stop at a park bench and I'm telling him it's a nice gesture but I'm not sure where it came from or what is going on because he never expressed his feeling to me. Then a person walks up says the police were called and we are supposed to remember three words "orange juice" and I'm not sure of the other two. Then we hear sirens, I have to get home to my kids! I run as fast as I can, his parents stop me from the truck outside asking if everything is okay. I say this is just too much, then he comes running up saying "Please just wait, one more thing, one more thing". Then he repeats the same three words and asks his dad to give him "the envelope". He says "I'm sorry I know all of this was random". Then pulls out my picture which is oddly just like me tattoo and all and says "You were in my envelope". And then I woke up. I cannot find anything about this to figure out why I had such dream. I just need to know what it could mean. My anxiety is so bad I cannot go back to sleep to finish it.

I keep having this same dream, at least a couple of times a week. Sometimes it varies and some details are different, but I have essentially had this recurring dream for years. It always starts in the mall and always ends with me being shot. This time, I was in the food court at the mall but it was like a fancy restaurant. Men in tuxedos came to our table and served us McDonald's. We got big macs on silver plates and glass bottles of coke served on ice. Me and my buddy, we were into it, until we realized that everyone else was short, really short, like "midget" short. When we went to go do some shopping, all of the "tiny people" started to follow us. We ducked into the first store we saw but it was full of animal pelts. There were zebra skins, elephant skins, and giraffe skins hanging off the walls. Exotic animal heads were on display - I remember a giant warthog and a lion with its mouth frozen in a roar! We slipped somehow through a secret exit at the back of the store and found ourselves outside by a demonic dumpster. This dumpster has been in every dream. It is in a different place every time but it always looks like it is possessed. The lid opens and closes, hissing yellow steam and it has red glowing eyes. Terrified, we run down the alley but there is broken glass everywhere and suddenly we are barefoot. We try to jump and avoid the glass but there's too much and we can't avoid it. Our feet are bleeding so we try to jump onto a ladder that keeps moving along the wall. It feels like we are in a video game and we have to time it just right to be able to jump on. I make it but he doesn't. The ladder starts to fly and I have to hold on tight, soon I can't see anything but a blur beneath me. I have no idea why but the flying ladder is in every dream. Sometimes it lands at my house, sometimes in a field. Last night it landed behind a truck stop. I hit the ground hard beside a blue transport truck. Crawling on the gravel, I try to get up and run but my legs don't seem to work to stand. I see shadows coming towards me and two men appear (always the same two). They have grey beards that almost touch the ground and really big cowboy hats. Grabbing my arms, they pull me along the driveway over to a building that seems to be falling down. Shingles are hanging off the roof and the left side of the building is slanted and crumbling. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see that weird dumpster with the same yellow smoke. The men tie my arms behind my back with pink ribbon and wrap it around my body until I am covered. I can only see out of a crack in the ribbon - but one of the men reaches into his beard and pulls out a wooden stick (the kind that every kid pretends is a gun). He pulls the "trigger" and I realize I am being shot with real bullets. The last thing I remember is that I am lying there, bleeding green slime instead of blood. Like I said, parts of the dream are different. But I always end up being shot and bleeding green goo. It is so weird!

My girlfriend is Korean and I had this dream last night that really freaked me out. I was on a bus travelling with a bunch of people that looked like Asian tourists. Everyone was snapping pictures out the bus window. I couldn't see where we were, outside it just looked like desert. We came to this barbed wire fence and the bus stopped. Asian soldiers wearing camo and big guns came onto the bus. They started grabbing everyone's passports. I didn't have mine and they were yelling at me but I couldn't understand. Everyone was lead off the bus and they made two groups. All of the Chinese people went in one group and the rest of us huddled together. I saw a sign on the grey cinder block building that said North Korea in English and then a bunch of things written in Korean. There was another empty tour bus outside. We were all herded past the bus into a room where soldiers kept yelling questions but no one was answering. Someone pulled out a selfie stick and started taking pictures with the soldiers. Everyone was laughing and no one seemed scared but I was crapping my pants. Even though it was dark in the building, you could see more soldiers sitting in an office across the hall. They had metal plates heaped up with rice and meat. The meal was getting devoured while everyone watched a small black and white TV in the corner. The 3 Stooges were playing because I could recognize Curly. A female soldier with long dark hair brought in food for us. She set a big pot full of stewed meat in the middle of the floor and everyone around me started reaching for it and eating with their hands. Then someone shouted and pointed to the other bus. The soldier just pointed to the pot of food but no one stopped eating. I freaked out and started yelling 'Cannibals! Cannibals!" but it seemed like no one else could hear me. People just kept eating and taking pictures of their food. Everyone was still smiling, like they were zombies or something.

I had this weird dream: I am working as a drag performer at the local fast food restaurant. I had my night gown with feathers and I remember a tall curly wig on my head. So I go around singing Liza Minnelli's "Maybe this time I win" and then I notice I am missing something around my bosom area, so I start going around and collect customers' cheeseburgers and stuff them inside my push up bra. Some people even cheered and gave me their "buns" while clapping and laughing while I was performing. Then this tall guy who is supposedly the manager, walks me along or near the counter and with his royal gesture leads me to the door of the restroom where I am supposed to "unpack" my trophies to give them back to the customers? I am a girl, but not a performer?

Hi, I have been having this dream of having sharp glass in my tongue, looks more like needles but I know it's glass. I pull them out of my tongue in the dream and more are stuck in my mouth. It's like a very uncomfortable feeling in my mouth in the dream. Only this time I was in a hotel with my husband and kids and broken glass was everywhere. I kept trying to pick it up but my kids got a bit on their feet ... I was trying to take them out of their feet but too many lying around until my husband left with the kids. And there I was with glass in my mouth pulling it out. I can feel as I'm pulling the glass out the holes they would leave in my tongue as I pull the sharp glass out of my mouth. It's been a couple of times that I've had this dream... Glass or needles in my mouth...

So I dreamt that I was taking a bath and I was rubbing myself with a loofah. But no matter how hard I scrubbed I kept feeling dirtier. I saw that I had weird black cracks on my breasts and I was picking out some insect similar to ants but it just kept getting longer and stringy and dark. Also it was hurting me while I was pulling it out. And the crevices were horrifying. It was so weird I still can't think straight. I am also very scared because I feel it's not a good omen. I hope you can figure it out for me because I'm really worried.

My first dream as a child I can remember was of a witch tickling me. She wasn't a costume witch but she did have long nails and long blonde curly hair. She wouldn't stop and I hated it. I was a baby in a crib in this dream. As an adult I believe I have had a curse put on me possibly from her. I've been told by 2 pyschics I have had a dark curse over me most of my life and that was after I felt like that myself. What do you think that dream meant and does it have anything to do with me possibly being cursed?

I had a dream about my dad taking me to my psychiatrist appointment. My younger brother was with me and my 7 year old cousin. We all got out of the car and I hear people screaming. I turn around and 2 enormous size dinosaurs. 1 was purple and the other was orange. People were surrounding them and taking pictures with them. I turn back my head and my dad is sitting on the ground looking inside and at his shoe, my younger brother was looking at his socks, and my 7 year old cousin was a professional physicist with a gigantic whiteboard full of physics problems and he is wearing a white lab coat.

Okay, this was a weird one for me. I normally have pretty pleasant dreams, sometimes they are confusing but not scary. A few nights ago, I had this dream filled with wild animals. It started out normal. I was camping at the state park with my buddies. There were three of us there. We were just chilling and cooking dinner over the fire. Our tents were set up in a circle near the fire pit. Mine was the one closest to the river. There's this huge river that runs right through our town and the park. It has crazy rapids and you can't really canoe on it unless you are an expert. Anyway, that river was right by our campsite. We cooked up sausages and fried some grits on this big cast iron pan. It was late but still light out because it was summertime. We'd brought our own chairs and Pete (my buddy from back in high school) was just finishing his plate of food when he got up and ran into the bushes. Stuey made some motion joking that Pete was probably just taking a piss but then his expression changed. I look over towards the river and saw something moving towards us. It kind of looked like a wolf, but it was all crazy looking. It had 3 heads, one was like a wolf, one like a dragon, and one like something I've never seen - like a demon or something. It had wings, but it wasn't flying. It just looked like it was stalking us, moving closer. The wolf was licking its lips. And the snake, well I have honestly never seen a creature make such a terrifying face. It was like we were paralyzed. The whole thing happened in slow motion. I tried to stand up but I was glued to my chair. I could feel heat as the creature got closer (which was weird, I've never noticed feeling temperature in a dream before, is that normal?). Anyway, it seemed to get bigger as it approached us, its black scaly wings were brushing the tops of the trees. Things went from going really slow to really fast. The beast reached its claws into the woods behind me and pulled out Pete. The wolf started laughing this creepy laugh and the dragon just breathed fire roasting Pete like a Marshmallow then offering him to the wolf. Stuey was next - but the snake head just swallowed him whole - one bite. I kept trying to scream or to run away but I just sat there and watched my friends get killed by this insane creature. It was so messed up. When I woke up I was covered in sweat and couldn't move for a few minutes. I don't know if dreams mean something - but I was worried after this one. It all felt so real, even though it was so weird. If that makes sense???

Was walking along outside somewhere it was night time and my shadow turned into a shadowed man that started chasing me to try to kill me. I went down into these stairs to enter a building and a lady with a dog came too. The man that was chasing us was unable to get down the stairs as if some invisible force field kept him out. When inside I slept in a bed between my what seemed to be two family members. It was like hospital beds. And we shut the curtains around it. I was fearful going to sleep in the dream that the shadowed man would get in and kill us. Then I dreamt that we were sitting on the edge of a pool, with water up to our waist watching these two fish race or something. One was a grayish-brownish color and we knew her, the other fish was blue. We were proud of the grey fish for something. Then they stopped swimming beside each other and the blue fish which had these two sets of two curled in teeth swam up to me and bit me right in between my legs. I couldn't get him off because the teeth were curled in so deeply and when I did there was one tooth stuck that I had to curl as I pulled it out of my skin. I woke up from this nightmare in the nightmare and had a flap of skin hanging off between my legs. I exclaimed in the dream how crazy that was that I got bit in the dream and now it's real. I had to race to find someone in our strange building to fix it. It was like a compound we had to stay in to be safe from the outside world. I found the floor where the surgical doctors are and they directed me to different ones on the second floor but the rooms are mysterious and hard to find the right ones. I was looking for 2F. They aren't numbered properly and had weird names. The first doctor was a female and only sewed up the bottom of the disconnected flap and didn't give me any anesthetic. Then two male doctors came along and they locally injected a large green syringe of anesthetic and went to finish up what the other doctor wouldn't. Then I woke up.

I had a dream that involved being with a group of friends unknown to me in a car in an unknown location initially. The next stage I remember was being in an unfamiliar house with those same people and harboring some anger, maybe it was more frustration, whilst walking around this house. In real life I've broken my I-phone 8 screen and although I've fixed the screen the phone does not work for charging reasons, yet in my dream this same I-phone 8 with the screen broken in a similar way started ringing. I immediately picked up as it said "mum" on the phone and for some reason felt some anxiety for her, as though she may have needed my help. When I picked up the phone, a young woman's voice unknown to me said my name and started to thank me for the aquarium. Most of this conversation I was silent, so to paraphrase she said "Well since you're so quiet, I guess I should tell you my name. My name is Arcui" (spelling how I've heard it, I've never heard this name in real life). I could hear every word she said and felt in control of my choice of words yet when she said her name it was both clear and unclear.

My husband is a Republican and I am a Democrat. We can't watch the news together because we fight. I don't know if I could just hear FOX news in the background when I was falling asleep or what (I go to bed way earlier than him and he's always up watching late-night shows). I dreamt that I was staying at a resort. It was somewhere tropical - with palm trees and a white sand beach. The hotel was beautiful and really fancy. People kept coming around offering me drinks in coconuts with a little umbrella. I was with a guy who wasn't my husband - I didn't recognize him but he wasn't scary. We walked through the lobby and into this courtyard full of flowers where there was a live band playing. This guy took my hand and we started slow dancing - just like in the movies. I looked over and Trump and Pelosi were ballroom dancing beside me. They were entranced with one another, dancing cheek to cheek and then staring into each others' eyes. At one point they started kissing (and I mean really kissing!) We danced beside them for a while but then kept dancing down this hallway. Outside a bedroom door we clapped twice. The door opened and we were in a room full of children - like those immigration detainment camps. There were babies crying on the floor - just crawling all over in diapers. Kids were everywhere - on chairs, in the corner. Some were playing with little toy cars but most were just sitting there crying. The walls were white and there were giant Disney Movie posters all over the wall. I remember the Lion King, The Little Mermaid, and Aladdin. As we walked through the room it kept getting longer as if the walls were moving. There were windows but outside it wasn't the resort anymore - it was like there was a jungle out there. Thick green trees and vines were crawling all up the glass windows. It was almost like we were in the thing you walk through when getting on an airplane, kind of like a tunnel. The guy I was with disappeared and I was walking beside Trump - but he was shorter than me. He was wearing a red bow tie and a checkered jacket. We started holding hands and waving to all of the children (Trump was doing the wave the Queen of England does). These little kids started running up and taking Polaroid photos of us like we were celebrities and grabbing our clothes. Trump grabbed my other hand and we started slow dancing again down the hallway, bumping into the kids as we went. I remember stepping on this one kids hand and it just snapped right off - like he was made out of Lego. I don't remember much else but it was so weird!

I have not seen my sister in years, but I know that she is out there, somewhere, living on the streets and using drugs. We last heard from her five months ago when she had just left a treatment program. A few days ago I had this dream that I was out on the streets picking up needles with my boss. I work as a receptionist at a car dealership and it was so weird to see my boss, who is usually dressed in a suit, out at night on the streets. We were wandering through back alleys looking for used needles. He was wearing army shorts and a t-shirt that said "peace" - I don't know why that detail stuck out in my mind. We were all alone in the dark and kept going from dumpster to dumpster. He kept searching for something but I didn't know what he was looking for so I just kept following him around, carrying a picnic basket that we put the needles into. At some point we were outside of my old elementary school, looking in the playground. I climbed to the top of the slide and my boss was waiting at the bottom, with his arms out to catch me. There were other little kids playing in the park even though it was nighttime. They looked like they were playing tag or something but my boss chased them away. This one kid was slower than the others and he kept looking back at me while he was running but then he was gone. My boss started digging in the sand looking for needles but kept pulling up handfuls of little white pills. He kept scooping the pills into my hands until they were overflowing and spilling back onto the ground. I stood there frozen while the pile of pills grew. but then I woke up. I want to know what this dream means. I am really worried about my sister and keep hearing about the opioid crisis and I just want to know if she's safe.

It was my grandmother's old house. I was washing my shoes at a sink as they seemed to have gotten dirty from walking through some areas where water was running and there were gravel bits. I decided to put the shoes in an old storage room to dry. In the midst of opening in the door, a small hand pushed through to pull the door open and a little girl sprang out of the room and grabbed onto my leg. She couldn't be more than 3-4 years old with puffy curls, hair about mid-back. This evoked fright although the child did not have a scary appearance. Somehow I knew she was an adult. For the first time, I screamed out in reality. Does this have any significance?