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A few thoughts before I tell this crazy dream.
I had a lot of dreaming going on and so I found this forum, love it! Then I stopped remembering my dreams, I read about makrame and I did that before I feel asleep I said "I will remember my dreams" it worked and I remembered but then I forgot in the same night so before sleeping I said "I will remember my dreams when I wake up" and so I had 2 dreams in one sleep I remembered.
The thing that sucked is this ant dream I had to sort out and make it mentally in my head and by the time I remeberd everything in the right order I couldn't go back to sleep Caz I woke up enough to not drifT off.


Heres my dream:

I was at my elementary school in the appropriate age of being in elementary school. I was 10 years old or younger. My brother was there too and he looked young as well.
Everybody in the school was outside in the front. It seemed as if something was wrong which is why we were all outside.

Me and my brother decided to walk home since we weren't going back to class.
All of a sudden my step dad, Mike, came up to the side of the school and parked
He is a doctor, he was driving the current white sports car he has now. He mentioned to us that he needed to be there but didn't give a reason.
For some reason I had some cleaning products with me- I decided to put them in Mike's car. Windex and something else. My brother and I continued to walk home.

As we got on our street we saw in the driveway 3 cars- a cop looking small suv- white, not 100% sure it was a cop car. Then in the middle my mom's white van she had when we were little, to the other side another small white suv- car but this one was a cop car, it had the lights on top and that's how I knew.
I remember thinking it was odd to see all the big cars in the driveway and it kind of freaked me out Caz I again felt like something was wrong but Now at my child hood house.

We got inside. My mom was talking to the cop in the kitchen but he wasn't wearing a cop uniform he was wearing a grey suit. And my mom told us she needed us to start cleaning. I told her I put my cleaning supplies in Mike's car. She got kind of annoyed.
I thought to myself I can just clean the counter tops with water instead. I wanted to get to it to be helpful.
My brother went to his room to clean.
At about that time another guy came from out the hallway and he was a repair man so now I knew who the other car was from.
He had a ladder and said something to me about being there. I didn't know what he was repairing however.
I think he said hello and that he was repaiR a few things.
Anyways Got a white hand towel , got it wet under the sink water. And cleaned the counter. I saw that it wasn't getting clean with water so as I went back to the sink and the hand towel turned into a paper towel,
I wadded it and threw it in the sink that now had water in it. I looked at the hand towel unravel in the water.
I went and got another white hand towel and this time I got it wet and put orange dish soap on it. I went to the table that had a dark green table cloth on it- a small square one so some of the table was visible. I cleaned the parts of the table that was visible. My mom got kind of annoyed again and came and took off the table cloth. She told me the table cloth can come off so I can clean the whole table.
So I was washing the table and there was a lot of soap on the table and I kept scrubbing to try o get the soap to go away but it only created more soap on the table.
I was going to go get a dry hand towel (all these hand towels are kitchen towels btw).
And as I was leaving the table I saw a huge ant about the size of 2 manly fists. It body was dark read and swollen, it's head brown. I freaked out. It was so big I was afraid to kill it.
I swapped it with the towel and found out it was a sticky ant Caz as the towel came off the body , the body slowly parted from the towel and his body stretched a little.
I started yelling for someone to help me get rid of it.
It started to follow me, my voice was raised a bit more and I screamed a little, I ran to the middle of the family room.

The people that were there (the cop and I guess there was a few more people in the house now) started laughing and I was upset Caz no one helped and now the ant was chasing me.
I remember I was afraid it would get on me, and then all of a sudden it was on my back.
The people laughed more, my mom was mad and told me to be quite Caz I was screaming and really freaking out.
She might have said someone needs to help.
The ant was on my back and made its way to my sholder, people were still laughing and I was still freaking out.

Then after a while the repair man came and took the ant off me. I remember as he helped me he felt familar- his energy- like I knew him from somewhere, one of my friends. But in the dream he wasn't. Around that time my brother came back in the room and watched everything.
The repair man took the ant and didn't kill it or put it outside.
Instead he went back in the kitchen and put it down where I found it.

I was kind of upset he did that Caz I thought he should kill it or get rid of it. I didn't ask why he did that.

Then I went back to the table and looked at the soapy table. I went by the ant that was now just staying in the one spot.
I was going to step on him to kill him, as I got ready to kill him I realized he was too big and my foot would just make the guts come out or something, I didn't want that so I decided not to kill it.

I then asked my mom when Mike would be back and she said she didn't know. I told her I wanted to get the cleaning supplies and I didn't want to wait around for him.

So I decided to leave back for the school to his car.

As I was a few houses down. Looked back at my house and thought about how weird it was to see the 3 cars- in the driveway and remembering I still didn't know what was going on.
I turned back around and woke up.



Sometime in the night before this dream I had a dream I was falling asleep and my body felt heavy and I I did a RC - plugged my nose and breathed in. It worked (my arm had a hard time getting to my nose though). I was excited and decided to leave my body, I got up and from where I was laying I saw my spirit. I then woke up- either in my dream or for real I can't remember. I then wanted to do that again so I relaxed and felt the heaviness and proceeded to get up and I woke up. Once again-a second time- I either woke up in my dream or in real life, I can't remember. Then I just went to sleep.

It was weird, I know it had to have been a dream though, not really happening.

I've AP once so I know what it feels like kind of, plus, seeing my spirit from my bodies eyes- it was a dream. I read a lot on this website the day before so that might have been why I had a dream like that.




And now I've been on my DJ for like 2 hours (darn typing, but it's better than hand writing Caz I get bad writers cramp and have to stop to rest lol)

All for now!

So I decided I'll report dreams or nightmares I have here (if double postings allowed). I won't go into too much detail either due to me forgetting or it being nsfw a little but yeah. Below is two of the dreams / nightmares I had.


In my dream I was a child still and so was my brother, in the said dream we were still living in our old home and city (New York). For an unknown reason at first we were rushed to grab anything we can so I grabbed any little thing that was important to me while I was crying and we were lead away. My brother and I were placed on one of the couches in the living room and at the same time I didn't know where my parents were or any adults for that matter. What was weird was that our house wasn't really a house, and we were able to see outside down the street.

(You know the style of the streets in like San Fransisco where the houses are on a slope? That's how basically it looked like).

Basically we could see lava and or fire coming down the street but it seemed further away than what we thought as well as that way behind it the sky was lit up from buildings being on fire and smoke rising. It then transitioned to me being in a building and trying to escape I believe, but at the same time it was really hot as if the whole building was or had been on fire itself.

Okay so this happened awhile ago actually, and basically this is just a copied and pasted version of what I wrote on the site where I posted it on, so here you go!

Well last night when I went to bed, around like 11:30 PM I think since I wasn't feeling good and stuff, I had three dreams in one night, like I woke up after each dream, but anyway. The first dream I had, I was in my bedroom, and I believe there were blinds on the window, not quite sure, but I saw a figure near the corner of my window, but it came into full view and it was Slenderman, and he just stood there, but then waved. [So out of character right? xD. anyway] I decided to go outside, but it was as if I was in some other place, not outside my house, and that's where my dream ends, well.. if it didn't and I just can't remember sorry D:

The next dream was nearly the same, like he was standing outside my window again and such and the scene changed. And me and him were in a house and he was killing a random family, and as if I couldn't control myself I killed them to, like sliced them up with a kitchen knife I had in my hand. And then we left, that's where THAT dream ended.

The third dream was I was in a forest, on one of those motorbike or like big rv thingys?.. that you usually hear people fallin off of. So I was driving and he jumped on the back. well.. appeared. I drove through the forest and dodged wolfs that were headed at us and that's all that happened.

I woke up in early morning around 3 and was to scared to look out my window because it felt so real in a way you know? I went to my dad and laid in the chair, curled up in my blanket till like 7 Am. But I did fall asleep till 7, but the next dream wasn't about Slendy.

I'm not sure whether to believe he is real or not, because people claim he is, and others don't.

*So this was a dream from a 3 hour nap, but of course felt long. As a background i'm a heavy napper, and dream extremely vividly the moment my head hits the pillow. I will start to dream as I doze off as well if i'm tired, or start hearing part of my dreams. I have no control over my dreams, I can never fly, or breathe under water. They are simply as real life is but much more interesting and include odd places and things that don't exist. I have no idea why. I am also extremely honest and social in dreams which is different from real life. My feelings don't get hurt as easily.*

I met a yellow male fairy, maybe about the size of a cat, I was told by my dad to get to know him. We were sleeping next to each other and my dad got so angry, but the fairy wasn’t human, and it wasn’t weird. I said “I knew he would get mad, he gets mad every time” and me and my dad got in a fight (me and my dad don’t really get along in real life)

Next flash. is I was ready to die, I was writing on my friends computer real fast saying “you did a good job, …. etc” it was a room with several computers and a desk near on the side from where I was sitting. If you walk the opposite way next to the desk you could leave the room. I decided not to kill myself after all, but I was going to congratulate her on being the last person I write too, but I decided not to. As I was waiting for her to see it she walked back into the room with black pearls around her neck and other such things because she became famous I guess. (this has to do with someone singing better than me in real life in a competition and that was her a few days ago)

Another flash. We were in this underground room, me and a friend I knew well, it seems like my childhood best friend but then again it didn’t. There were snakes coming out from everywhere. Out of the ceiling, out of the cracks the floors, and I was trying to avoid them. But I saw them such as you would in a movie, from one flash of a snake to the other. eventually I would jump around and swing around as much so I just let one bite me. They didn’t scare me, I just didn’t want to get bit.

Next flash. I was eating ice cubes from this icecube holder on this counter with this large room with two seperate groups of people, and stairs that go down the middle. from this large section of people. I looked at the ice cubes and they weren’t normal ice cubes, they were pretty like glass and they had a lemon seed in them and something else. I had eaten something that made my mouth burn, and I was trying to make it go away. I was spitting places such as the towel behind the picture frame hung up where the stair move down. I was hoping nobody saw me, but the last time I tried spitting in my dream since I did it more then once to get the taste to go away, I spit in real life and that’s what woke me up.

Next flash. My friend had my mini scissors that I haven’t been able to find and that I was looking for in real life today, I take them and she gets offended. I wasn’t mad but she said something along the lines of “well that flute was so expensive anyway so” and from that dream I remembered a false memory that was given to me in the dream of me giving her a flute she bought me back, I got a mental picture of it in my dream, and I had made a light hearted clever joke back to her comment about these fancy scissors I have in real life even though she was defensive.

Another flash. I was down by these booths and shops in the same place, there was this one with a lady that in my dream I remembered from before. I got there right as it was closing and she pulled down the metal to cover her booth right as I was about to look and buy something.

-I don’t really remember colors of walls or carpets.
-I don’t remember the people really. They were just details such as there is in real life.

These are only a few of the parts I remember. They all led into each other. I don’t remember the transitions or the other several places I went and things that happened besides these.