Well last night I had insomnia
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and couldn't sleep, but for the one and a half hous I
did sleep, childhood dreams flooded my mind and I was taken back to when i was about 3-4 years old. When I woke up I thought about them a lot and tried to think about what they might mean. But then I had a paper round (Even with severe lack of sleep I still managed to do it without mistakes
) And when I got back I thought of posting here, so after a shower and a quick nap (2 hours
) I thought I'd post my dreams here and see if anyone of you can understand them (sort of)
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1) Well this one starts off with my parents (without my brother) taking me to Manchester (we visit a lot because my Grandad (on my dad's side) lives there) but we never made it there, instead, we always came across a problem that meant we had to turn off into a posh housing estate and every time we'd stop at a different house (this was a very repeitive dream with a few changing factors, such as the house we went to) I can't remember most of the houses, some were simply friends houses, some were friends of my parents, whom I'd met at some point or another. And sometimes (to my displeasure) we went to my dead Grandad and Grandma's house (I described them to my mum once (her parents) and I was right about them, yet I never met my Grandma, nor seen a picture of her (but I knew and loved my dear Grandad)) But, last night I remembered my most frequent dream, where we stop at a smallish house right in the centre of the estate and I'd always jump out of the car window and run in. I knocked on the door and waited patiently for the man called Patrick to open it and let me in (my parents didn't come for some reason) and I'd play (for what seemed like) hours on end with an older girl (5-6). We played just about anything; cars, trains, Doctor, Teacher and once (I remember very well for some reason) we had a mud bath together. But last night, we were our age as of now (as in I'm 13 and she's 15) yet, we did the same things, howeve we mostly talked about our childhoods with each other. It was an amazing thing, we conneced so well and I just didn't want it too end, but like all dreams it
had to end and we hugged and said goodbye. My parents would drive me home and when we got there, I'd go to my bed and I'd wake from the dream.
That's my favourite, I wish it was real though, it was an awefully nice drem to have as a child. But I have no idea what it means
2) This starts off with me waking up in the morning and looking forward to going to a fair at the top of the cliff next to the village (
not a real village, this was my imagination) and I'd walk through it, watching my friends enjoy themelves on the rides, the arcades and other fair stuff, but because my mum can't ride on rides due to heart probs and my Auntie who was always with us was a wuss, I was never allowed on the rides or anything fun. (this was a quick dream btw) and at the end we'd walk out of the fair at the end of the day and walk down the cliff. As we walked, I could hear people screaming and laughing with joy. I would alway feel sad, in fact, so sad that I'd jump off the cliff the moment my mum let go of my hand. I'd land in my room a good 100m below, perfectly on my bed. Then I'd wake up.
I don't like this dream, it's very sad and very true to other people who were bullied at a young age (like me at 6-7). I didn't dream this last night, but I remember it well, and wish it would leave my mind. I think that this means I'm overprotected and am missing out on a lot of things in life
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3) This dream is a giant escape from an evil force, of which I do not remember, but I briefly dreamed it this morning when I had a nap. It stars with everyone in a giant play area (one of those big cage-structured ones with bright coloured padding over the metal and has lots of climbing frames, obstacles and slides in it). We had to get through to the other side and escape from the force that was chasing us. As I ran I could hear the screams of the people who were caught by it. I was always out of the plaything quickly (probably too quickly, it felt a good adrenaline rush.) And my friend and I (a real friend from childhood) ran around a giant lake, past a small group of buildings and past a port type thing. We always looked back and saw people at the other edge of the lake being killed by the force. My reind and I kept running and we jumped onto two separate zip-lines (one each) and we'd get to the end, where there was a short sprint to press a button. When this button was pressed (
always by me, my friend was overweight and couldn't run that fast) it would tansport everyone in the dream onto these boats that magically appear at the port, and I'd be left there and have to run to the boat before it left. I never made it, no matter how hard I tried, I never made it. I'd be left at a one-on-one with the evil force, I was able to hold my ground, but when the boats were at a safe distance, they'd nuke the place, killing me and it. The white light was the last thing I saw before I woke.
This is a very odd dream indeed, and I think it means I have little time to do things, or that I must sacrifice myself for the greater good
Well if you could be bothered reading that, thankyou
. But It's ok if you didn't.
If you have any tips for me, or ould like to share your own childhood dreams and fantasies, then please post
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