Pitchfork ending...?

[SolitaryHowl]

Hello, Before I copy and paste my entries from my dream-journal, there's something I'd like to say: Please don't just take information from the dream dictionary...as I could have done that too. Now to tell a little about myself so you can interpret better: I just recently finished a stressful period of exams, and am now on my break. I generally feel like a very nervous person, and I'd prefer to just run away from things instead of confronting them. I am 18 years old, and am a female. My family situation is excellent, there is no trouble there. I absolutely adore animals, and I am trying to train myself to jog for long periods. I think that's all that applies to my dream, if you need more info just ask! Now, here are my dreams... First Dream: I was a young female white werewolf in the city, but I was very cowardly and out of control. I met up with a pack of more...experienced werewolves and it was their job to make sure I wouldn't get into any mischief. Well, I did get into mischief! I kept on running away. A memorable scene is where I crept around the school I was in (similar to a school in my neighbourhood) and I exited out the gym doors. I then proceeded to run like hell (as human), away from the school, down the actual sidewalks that are there in real-life. They eventually cornered me, though, and I was forced to go with them. (During this scene, I was incredibly scared and frightened, but also rebellious and determined to escape.) I was spectating some sport (like football? Lacross?) and two male werewolves were on both sides of me in the spectator stand. One of them, I believe, was flirting with me. The other one was just trying to protect me the best he could. All of a sudden, I get an urge to run, escape, and I feel panicked. I try to escape a few times, but I was caught everytime. Then I smell smoke. I look behind me, and I see smoke (from a smoke bomb perhaps?) seeping over the glass behind the spectator stand. (I'll draw a picture later.) I rip away from the two werewolves, transform into my werewolf form, go through the random door in the glass, and kill whoever was behind the door. (Insert sounds of screams, ripping, blood splattering here.) Blood spattered on the glass. The two male werewolves looked at the scene with shock and horror. That's all I remember. Second Dream: It is around the time of the Holocaust, where coloured people, Jews, and others were being massacred. For some reason I, a white man, was on the run from these people. I went down a dark hallway, but coloured people were huddled right by the door! They said 'They are coming'. So I went to the right to hide behind boxes. Eventually, they came. A white man and white woman killed all the coloured people, and then somehow found me. They took me into a room for questioning... They were threatening to kill me if I did not answer questions correctly. I ended up doing everything right, but still felt very scared and wanted to run right away. Then the woman (to my left) said, “maybe we should let him live.” but the man (to my right) said, “No, we have to finish this.”. I looked on what the white man was writing on, it was some kind of Lab/Essay! The hypothesis was something about killing me. Great. I voiced my horrified thoughts, but they just smiled. I remember trying to wake myself up at that moment (Lucid dream?) but I couldn't. Eventually I was led out of a door by the evil white man, and then I tried to kill him (Using some sort of dull knife?), all the while fearing for my life. I failed to kill him, though, and was dragged to where guard dogs were. The sign on the fence said, “Warning. Crash guard dogs.” (where the dogs would only bark if you crashed into the fence.) with a white background and red lettering. I suddenly transformed into a male white werewolf. I whimpered when the man shot a barking dog (looked like a pitbull.) and shot the second one. He was about to shoot me when I quieted down. Then, when he was contemplating how to kill me, I attacked him. (Now somehow in my human form?). I was just about to kill him, SO CLOSE, but the white woman from before tackled me and impaled my head on a pitchfork. I was now in third person. I saw my dead body, with the pitchfork sticking out of the back of my brown haired head. The man and woman were talking, and that's were the dream ended. (Or all I can remember, anyways.) --- Now, I believe the second one is a lucid dream...as I was aware at one point I was dreaming (Tried to wake up, and thought to myself 'This is a scary dream!' however I couldn't seem to wake myself up.) NOTE: During all the running parts in my dreams, I actually felt physical sensations; my feet/paws hitting the ground, my body moving to take the next step, the pound of my feet/paws as they hit the ground, and ground cover felt different (grass felt spongy, concrete felt hard, etc.). Please try to interpret to the best of your ability, and the meaning of these somewhat similar dreams puzzle me. (They happened in the same night, if that makes any difference.)

[SolitaryHowl]

Sorry to be annoying, as I know how annoying bumps can be on forums, but I still haven't got at least an attempt. Are my dreams that complex? lol

[SolitaryHowl]

...Third bump's the charm? Somebody please reply. Even a simple "I have no clue what these dreams mean" will suffice.

[Darkmatters]

I have no clue what these dreams mean... Sorry! Actually, I suspect it was just the stress. I gotta say though, thanks for a very interesting read. Especially when you killed the guy behind the window and the other (more scary) werewolves were shocked. But yeah.. even that sounds like just stress to me. The other possibility would be... have you done anything recently that shocked any of your friends? Stress will do wicked things to your dreams though, let me tell you!

[Burned up]

Hello, Before I copy and paste my entries from my dream-journal, there's something I'd like to say: Please don't just take information from the dream dictionary...as I could have done that too. Yes, ma'am. Now to tell a little about myself so you can interpret better: I just recently finished a stressful period of exams, and am now on my break. I generally feel like a very nervous person, and I'd prefer to just run away from things instead of confronting them. I am 18 years old, and am a female. My family situation is excellent, there is no trouble there. I absolutely adore animals, and I am trying to train myself to jog for long periods. I think that's all that applies to my dream, if you need more info just ask! Thanks, that helps. Now, here are my dreams... First Dream: I was a young female white werewolf in the city, but I was very cowardly and out of control. I met up with a pack of more...experienced werewolves and it was their job to make sure I wouldn't get into any mischief. Well, I did get into mischief! I kept on running away. A memorable scene is where I crept around the school I was in (similar to a school in my neighbourhood) and I exited out the gym doors. I then proceeded to run like hell (as human), away from the school, down the actual sidewalks that are there in real-life. They eventually cornered me, though, and I was forced to go with them. (During this scene, I was incredibly scared and frightened, but also rebellious and determined to escape.) I was spectating some sport (like football? Lacross?) and two male werewolves were on both sides of me in the spectator stand. One of them, I believe, was flirting with me. The other one was just trying to protect me the best he could. All of a sudden, I get an urge to run, escape, and I feel panicked. I try to escape a few times, but I was caught everytime. Then I smell smoke. I look behind me, and I see smoke (from a smoke bomb perhaps?) seeping over the glass behind the spectator stand. (I'll draw a picture later.) I rip away from the two werewolves, transform into my werewolf form, go through the random door in the glass, and kill whoever was behind the door. (Insert sounds of screams, ripping, blood splattering here.) Blood spattered on the glass. The two male werewolves looked at the scene with shock and horror. That's all I remember. Well I don't know about werewolves. The question is - what do werewolves mean to you? Or more accurately, what sort of person do you become when you're in werewolf form? The dream suggests to me some kind of panic. Whatever that situation was with the two werewolf guys and the smoke, the panic was unleashed as rage which was received as horrific. Second Dream: It is around the time of the Holocaust, where coloured people, Jews, and others were being massacred. For some reason I, a white man, was on the run from these people. I went down a dark hallway, but coloured people were huddled right by the door! They said 'They are coming'. So I went to the right to hide behind boxes. Eventually, they came. A white man and white woman killed all the coloured people, and then somehow found me. They took me into a room for questioning... They were threatening to kill me if I did not answer questions correctly. I ended up doing everything right, but still felt very scared and wanted to run right away. Then the woman (to my left) said, “maybe we should let him live.” but the man (to my right) said, “No, we have to finish this.”. I looked on what the white man was writing on, it was some kind of Lab/Essay! The hypothesis was something about killing me. Great. I voiced my horrified thoughts, but they just smiled. I remember trying to wake myself up at that moment (Lucid dream?) but I couldn't. So far I'm sensing that the two killers weren't connecting with you as a human. Psychopathis if you like. Their task was a technical one, devoid of human passion. Eventually I was led out of a door by the evil white man, and then I tried to kill him (Using some sort of dull knife?), all the while fearing for my life. I failed to kill him, though, and was dragged to where guard dogs were. The sign on the fence said, “Warning. Crash guard dogs.” (where the dogs would only bark if you crashed into the fence.) with a white background and red lettering. I suddenly transformed into a male white werewolf. I whimpered when the man shot a barking dog (looked like a pitbull.) and shot the second one. He was about to shoot me when I quieted down. Then, when he was contemplating how to kill me, I attacked him. (Now somehow in my human form?). I was just about to kill him, SO CLOSE, but the white woman from before tackled me and impaled my head on a pitchfork. Ouch. You seem to be OK getting to men but this woman seemed to smart for you. Again, your rage appears in werewolf form. I was now in third person. I saw my dead body, with the pitchfork sticking out of the back of my brown haired head. The man and woman were talking, and that's were the dream ended. (Or all I can remember, anyways.) Well, it's not you it's the werewolf. Whatever split is in your mind, you are now reflecting on it. --- Now, I believe the second one is a lucid dream...as I was aware at one point I was dreaming (Tried to wake up, and thought to myself 'This is a scary dream!' however I couldn't seem to wake myself up.) NOTE: During all the running parts in my dreams, I actually felt physical sensations; my feet/paws hitting the ground, my body moving to take the next step, the pound of my feet/paws as they hit the ground, and ground cover felt different (grass felt spongy, concrete felt hard, etc.). Please try to interpret to the best of your ability, and the meaning of these somewhat similar dreams puzzle me. (They happened in the same night, if that makes any difference.) All through the dreams, I sensed a split between the cool calculating person and the angry destrictive person. Even the way you wrote the dreams down suggested you kept the rage at bay until the moment it took effect. You don't explicity say what emotions you were going through in the dream. I'm sensing that maybe this is not natural for you in real life. Perhaps when emotions come out they come out big time, like the anger in the dreams. Only when you transform yourself into an animal do you feel these emotions - i.e. into someone who is not you. In my way of working, the understanding of dreams arises in the exchange between participants. So if what I wrote doesn't make sense, let's thrash out our mutual understanding until we get to somewhere that does.