I had a dream that I was with the group of kids who chase the lucky charms guy. We then chesed him into a cave where we found a frozen daffy duck. the ice then melted and he turned into a ginormous rat. then he chased us away then you have lucky the leprachaun shout that were suckers and that we'd never get his lucky charms as he flew away. Then I woke up.
I was walking in a haunted house's hallway to a big gaping black hole. I told myself I'm not going in there and then someone passed me and went in; a few seconds later came out. I noticed there was old dark red jello in the cracks and corners of the walls. I then proceeded to teleport out of the house and into a white space where I had a spitwad+dead fly combined (normal size fly) the size and shape of a baseball. I could not dunk the ball no matter how hard I tried. I then realized, "This is a dream." So I tried harder and dunked it. I teleported back to the haunted house and it had fresh red jello in the cracks&corners so I was satisfied.
It was one of those elevator-running-scene dreams that are always in movies these days. I went into an elevator BY MYSELF. No one went into the elevator with me. Now the freaky part is, when the elevator closed and started going down, a silhouette was forming around the doors. This Man came into the elevator door while the elevator was moving. He entered the elevator just like any average man would -- opposite side, keeping his eyes to himself. I was just staring at him though, my dreamy heart beating. It was when I exited the elevator that he made this cat-like hiss and started running. He had a laughing expression on his face. I kept running and looking at him and he just kept running and maintaining that laughing expression on his face.
It was both funny AND scary when I look back on that dream.
I was in a hospital and I looked in a room to see a doctor fondling a large-breasted woman. I then walked out to find three more blonds exiting the hospital. Suddenly I knew that this was to empower women and make them have more confidence. Then an old doctor accidentally hit my arm on his way to slap an old woman's butt and I laughed and they laughed. Now I was home. I walked outside the door to find the three blonds walking across the sidewalk, which was weird. Then there was a brunette woman in a silver car that looked like it had been frozen, yet the weather of the day was dull. It swerved into our driveway, backwards, did a cool u-turn from the movies, went into the opposing and one right over driveway, came back into our driveway swerving, repeated this, and the second time my mom and I were walking towards where it was going in the driveway head-on. My mom teleported out of there and I teleported to the side as the car crashed into our front set of large windows. I thought this was my opportunity. I ran over to the car and started to punch the windows, after three times it broke and it was Morgen Freeman driving the car. I ripped off the black thing to control the windshield wipers and got around to the car keys and turned it off. Then I spontaneously was wearing gloves as I was punching Morgen in the head. It was hard, so I took one of the gloves off and continued. Then I was sitting next to him and he explained the problem of this world. I then replied saying that the only way to get a problem is to have one shown to you so you can repeat this problem. He looked dumbfound and I asked if he wanted one of my gloves. He took the left one. I went inside and my mom huddled down walked around the corner of the hallway. She asked if I was alright and then proceeded to tell me never to do that again while the car was in motion. I said I wouldn't ever get this chance again, I had fought "A name I couldn't remember because I can't usually remember Morgen Freeman's name" while entering the bathroom. As I pee'd the second amendmant in a scroll-type fashion was open on top of the toilet and it contradicted what I had said earlier, because if there are people with problems and people without problems both of them vote, and how would you get rid of the people with problems?
Then I was looking at the floor-plan of our new house and there were two rooms I was thinking about switching. Cheese-cake room and something else I knew at the time for rooms that are bigger by 3 ft width and height. I was delighted to find this switch-out, but was worried that my family wouldn't like it. I even had enough points to do it (1066 reference). I walked to the fridge and looked at the third shelf down to find there were about 15 different cheesecakes on little paper plates. My mom asked if I wanted (Vanilla since I don't like cheesecakes). I asked for chocolate, but was handed a (can't remember if it was almond or something else weird). She then told me it would taste better with coffee because (some reason). I told her I didn't like coffee (true) but she poured a little l that was slightly deformed onto it.
I woke up.
tl:dr version.
Doctors were fondling Blonde women as a confidence booster. A brunette woman tried to run over me and my mom but hit our front window. I punched through the car and stopped it and the brunette was actually Morgen Freeman. I discussed problems philosophy. I went in to pee to see I was incorrect. I wanted to change floorplans and ate a cheesecake I didn't like. Woke up.
my weirdest dream was when i was throwing a football at my house but then i dropped my phone down the grand canyon so i jumped down and i woke up cause i was falling
I was driving through a city landscape with my family in a van when all the sudden fighting broke out. I'm talking mass explosions and guns and terrifying noises. Well out of nowhere, we got these guns and started gunning out of the windows. Suddenly my door flew open and there was a cyborg with machine gun... he reached in grabbed me... and i flew out. i then woke up, sweating and scared. After awhile i fell back to sleep and oddly enough the dream picked up where it left off. i flew out and the cyborg had his gun aimed at me.. when all the sudden a warthog (jeep) came out and splattered him everywhere. A marine reached out and told me get on the gun. I did, and took off flying towards the center of the city and shot many aliens and cyborgs. Suddenly, an explosion rocked the jeep and as the driver tried to keep control, we spun out and flew into a building. I was dazed, i looked up and saw the driver dead. It was a brick building with rubble all around me. A blue Elite then came around a corner, saw me, and took aim. I ducked to a side and he continued firing. Just as he was about to fire the killshot, a man with a blurry face jumped inside and shot the elite in the back, saving my life. I turned to thank him, just as a golden sizzling bullet went through his head and he slumped to the ground, dead. I started screaming, a long endless torturous cry and yelled NOOOOOOOOOOO! Then i awoke, i was crying, sweating and shaking. I beleive the man with obscure face was my father, it's only a feeling though. Comment on my page if you have anything to say about my weird dream and you're one of those dream-reading people
