who want`s to share dreams?

[Ryu_Sakura]

I almost never dream, i usually have nightmares.

it goes like this,

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"come on, wake up" a voice yells,
"no..." the body responds
"i need to take you to hell now!" it yells again
"who are you?" the body says agian
"death now come on!"
"no!"
"i dont have time for this, fine be a ghost like i care."

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i'm floating around, in space, i think..., a star or somthing shoots by and brushes my cheek, burning it. "what do you want in my realm?" "i am not here, i am myself, not in your relam."

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i walk into a field, i sit under a tree. the field lights on fire i cant move, i was sitting on the tree for 100 years. i die a second time in the flames...
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i'm lost about that one too. and dont ask about my others most consst of knives, shiny and pionty objcts, guns, blood, crazy assylem people, green men, ect.. just dont ask.

[Guest shorty]

hey you guys I dont really dream at all but it is me floating in complete darkness, but anyway if you want to know what they mean go to bored.com and go to something called freaky dreams.

[sublime1]

have a recurring dream:
i am being chased through a dark stone maze by a mightmarish dragon. i run and turn left and right. i never seem to hit a dead end. i run down a particularly long corridor. there is a doorway and i stop at it. there is nothing out there. there is not ground. there is no sky. just a dark chasm. the dragon is still chasing me and i know i need to get away. i start to backtrack but to no avail. the dragon seems to know which turns i take. i see the dragon turn a corner to face me. it doesnt stop running. so, i have to get away from it. i decide there is no other choice. i run through the empty doorway. i fall. i keep falling. i am slightly confused. the dragon has wings. why doesnt it fly after me? but, it never does. as i am falling i position myself to look up to see the dragon. it is just sitting there in the doorway roaring and shooting fire upward. then i forget about the dragon and realize that i am falling. i fall for several minutes. there is nothing but a jagged stone floor to stop me. im 100 yards away. im 75-50-25 yards away. i keep falling. i am about 1 foot away from hitting the ground when i wake up. tell me what that means.

[thethespian]

I had another dream. It was about me and two friends and this older guy i didn't know. We were walking through this vacant scary parking lot when all of the sudden, two soldiers or something start shooting at us with a mashine gun. We run into this building, my friend ahead of me but she stays back to help my other friend. Me and the older guy run towards this room where we are hidden. All of the sudden i hear the screams of my two friends and i know they are dead. There are a whole bunch of soldier people in this place and they are shooting at other people too with laser guns. One guy comes in and tries to shoot us but i grab the laser gun from him and i shoot him. Then i end up shooting a whole bunch of other people and then... Well, the rest of the dream is kinda a blur. I can't remember too much after that except for i was walking up these weird suspended stairs in mid air.

[Vicky]

[SIZE=1][B]I sometimes have a bit of control over my dreams... but here's one I hate so much... it was like, 5 years ago:

Lucky and Wizzer (curse the names!) were my best friends, they where little Kittens. I dreamed I was playing with them in the house, and suddenly my mom said it was time to go. I asked her where we were going, she said to Wales. So, I went.
In Wales, I went to a pet shop, and I asked this women if I could have a look at the cats and Dogs, she let me. Then, I noticed Lucky and Wizzer with some other cats. I asked:
"What are my pets doing here?" The women replied.
"YOUR pets?" Then I asked:
"What happened to their collors?" She replied:
"They don't have them, because they're not yours!"

I remeber that dream for a long time... but.... almost 2 years later, I came home from Wales, and looked around for my Kittens, Lucky and Wizzer, they wheren't there. I asked my mum what happened to them, she said she had to give them away...

I hate dreams... that one came true... that's why I hardly sleep and most of the time I can wake up when I want, and I know that it's either night or morning...[/SIZE][/B]