I got shot

[datura25]

It starts out with me at my grandparent’s house I’m up stairs quarreling with my brother lee about the air conditioner being to cold. I ask him to turn it down but he refuses. I go down stairs and I see that my Aunt is expecting company. She stands in the kitchen to wait for them to come. I go into my grandpa’s bathroom to change or get ready. The toilet went out of control! It was over flowing and it was shaking and bobbing up and down and then suddenly it broke in two! I stood their shocked until I heard people laughing in the back ground. Not at me I’m sure. They were coming from next door. They were speaking in a foreign Germanic tongue and went around the house to meet up with my Aunt. I come out of the bathroom with embarrassment, all soak and wet from the toilet going out of control. My Aunt looked at me in shock.. What happened? She said. I said the toilet went out of control… we need a Plummer or dad to fix it. It’s wet everywhere in there. My Aunt said well go take a shower and I’ll deal with it. So I went and took a shower until my friends come over out of now where. Some of them I haven’t see since elementary school and junior high. But the most significant one was my best friend Christy Cates. A mindless, loud voluptuous blonde whom I haven’t talked to since last year and whom I still keep in touch with. In my dream she had lost “the weight” from having her 2 kids but in real life she is really over weight but of course I don’t know if she is still that way or not. It’s been a year now I haven’t talked to or seen. Unlike me, she is loud rude and obnoxious. Manners does not exist in her vocabulary nor in her persona. But she is the nicest and sweetest person I ever met and she is still my friend. Some how in my dream we are all getting ready for a party held here in Commerce at some huge country club and maybe a lake side out side of town. We were all in my Aunts bathroom while she was entertaining her foreign guests. Christy out of all of them was being the most obnoxious! Trying on all my Aunts jewelry and makeup. Christy that’s expensive don’t waste it! I said. It seemed like she didn’t hear me as usual. Tone deaf and mindless. As for the other girls it was getting out of control. I saw one girl steel my Aunts lip stick! Mindless I said completely mindless. And of course there is going to be boys there. That’s Christy’s bate, Boys. Part 2 I’m at the party or whatever it is. I sat next to a classmate I haven’t seen in years. His name was Justin Kavasnicka. I remember I liked him in 6th grade. Weird I thought to myself so I just ignored that fact and just started talking to him. We had a very good conversation until it got kind weird. He was trying to hit on me and I told him no I’m married now. He was being very aggressive and talking really strange and threatening in a way. I got up and I went to the other side of the room to sit with other people. I turned around to look back at him. He was holding what looked like a knife but it looked fake. My mood changed from threatened to ok now you are just weird and I sat down and talked to the other people. Finally he came up to me and held out the fake knife and then pulled off the rubber part of the blade until it became a real knife. I jumped up and then he came after me another person was coming after me too. Me and Justin were fighting each other until I got his knife and stabbed him in the leg. He went down and then the other guy was trying to stab me too. But I eventually killed him and he took the knife out of him and threw it to me. I dropped the knife in shock! I couldn’t believe I killed someone. I ran out of the room into the next room. There was an African American man using a pay phone and I ran up to him and said please sir I have to use the phone there has been an accident! The man turned around with the phone up to his ear and he was mumbling something like he wasn’t saying anything. Like he was pretending to use the phone and all of a sudden pulled out a small gun and shot me… I felt the blow to my chest and went down. I could feel my self shutting down. I was thinking I can’t believe this it can’t end here. The man was bending over me mumbling as I was slowly dying. I said to myself no not here! Not now! My chest felt heavy and numb. I was thinking of my husband too. Where is he. (When I woke up from this dream my whole chest was numb... scared me half to death.. i never experienced a dream like this before.)

[mowglycdb]

Part 2 It seems you feel you're loosing control of what's happening around yourself and maybe that creates fear in you.

[neptunian]

Hi, what a dream! I think that on a deeper leve your dream speaks of a need for a change. Being dead in a a dream is going thru change and transformation. Change brings with it fear which is natural. But still we need to change and evolve in life and experience the fear. Are you aware of some sort of change or a need for change in your life? I believe that the fact that the dream takes place in grandparents house is important for grandparnts represents higher wisdom.

[Dog]

Those dreams are horrible, they seem so real. I don't know what it means, but probably something psychological...

[gugvg]

i have had a dream like this as well. I was at my grandma's house with my older brother and sister. my parents had left the house earlier. me, my brother, siser, and grandmother were sitting in the living room. then out of nowhere two men burst in through the door in the kitchen. they ran in and shot my sister and while they were killing my grandma me and my brother ran upstairs and hid in the guest room. the two men came upstairs looking for us and right before they found us we jumped out and ran. My brother sacrificed himself so i could escape, i ran down the stairs and i grabbed the the knob on the front door, i turned it when i felt a bullet fly through me. i slamed into the door and fell to the ground. i felt the blood surround me when i woke up. i woke up struggling for air and my chest was in horrible pain. this dream happened years ago yet unlike my other dreams i never forgot one detail.

[litelbluhli]

I really don't know what it means to be shot and "dying" in your dream, but I too have had that dream. While I was dying, the only person in my mind was my boyfriend. In my dream, I was at work in the lobby room where I can see the secretary behind the glass window. I was holding some papers when a big man about 6'4 or so and weighing at least 300lbs (he had a belly) walked in through the front doors with a rifle under his big dark coat. I knew there and then that I was going to die. I had no where else to go except to try and run through this other door into the next room. By the time I thought of that, the man was already right in front of me, so I pleaded for him to let me go. He didn't care at all and pointed the gun at me, that's when I decided to make a go for it and ran into the other room, but I was shot a few times. I felt the bullets hit me and my life slowly draining out of me. This was all in slow motion btw. I pretended to be dead so he wouldn't shoot me again. He walked further into the building where everyone else was ducking or trying to run off, for some reason he didn't shoot anyone else that was around me. I then tried to get up and make a run for it out of the building, but he turned around and saw me so he turned back around. I told him, "okay okay" then he went back to where he was and the only person I thought about was my boyfriend. I grabbed my phone and dialed his number, but before I could reach him there was already a reporter lady standing over me with a camera crew and everything while the guy was still in the building. She knelt down next to me and stuck the mic in my face, so I figured this was the best way my boyfriend could see me. I told him I loved him as I felt like I was taking my last few breathes, then I woke up. When I woke up, I was turned to my left away from my boyfriend. The first thing I did was make sure I was alive and turn to where my boyfriend was to make sure he was there then I held onto him the rest of the night. I didn't go to work the next morning either thinking something bad might happen. After much thought and reading the other dreams, I think my dream was a way for me to open up more to my boyfriend. I haven't told him I love him yet and we've been together for years...I'm afraid to show him my real feelings because I'm afraid I may get hurt. I don't know, just my thought anyway. Although my dream and the original post had similar features, I'm not sure if it could mean the same thing or not.