Giant Bird February 5, 2011
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: bird, Dreaming, Dreams, Fergal, Home, mom, Shoot, Threatening
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My mom, Fergal and I were all standing in my room looking out the window. There was a huge bird flying around the gardens. It was probably about the size of an eagle but it looked more like a mythical creature. It kept swooping down into the gardens and everyone was too afraid to leave their houses. Somehow I know that it was keeping us all hostage on purpose.
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At this stage it was clear that something had to be done or we’d be stuck inside forever. My mom wanted someone to kill it but she said that she wasn’t able to. I volunteered to do it if I didn’t have to leave the house as I said I was willing to try but not willing to kill myself.
I opened the big window a crack and my mom handed me what I thought was a crossbow. When I looked down at the weapon it turned out to be a toy crossbow made of pink and purple plastic. The arrows for it were made of purple foam. She assured me that they were what it took to kill the bird.
I leaned out the window and was very aware that I could easily fall. I called over to Fergal and asked him to hold on to me in case I lost my balance. With Fergal making sure I wouldn’t fall I leaned back out of the window and took aim at the bird, which was now perched in a tree in our garden. I pulled the trigger but I had forgotten to load the crossbow so nothing happened. Every time I tried to load it I kept dropping the purple foam arrows all over the floor.
I don’t know if I ever loaded the crossbow or killed the bird.
Dreamer xxx
Hostage Situation January 16, 2011
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: bomb, Criminal Minds, Dreaming, Dreams, Gun, Home, Hostage, Hostage crisis, Shoot
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I seemed to be in an episode of Criminal Minds and we were involved in a hostage situation. I was trying to figure out which character I was filling in for but they all seemed to be there.
The hostages were being held in my house by a man who’d invited them over for a party. They hadn’t wanted to go because he wasn’t very popular but they didn’t want to be rude. He had told us he had a bomb in the house and was going to blow them all up if he didn’t get his demands. The interesting thing about the hostages was that they didn’t even know they were being held hostage, they hadn’t tried to leave yet.
Somehow we managed to get him to release the hostages but as they didn’t know there was any danger they were just strolling out of the house. I started shouting at them to run because he was going to set off the bomb after all. The people didn’t seem to be paying any attention to me. I spotted a fire alarm on the side of the house so I raised my gun and shot it. The fire alarm started going off and the people started running away from the house as fast as possible. Just as they got safely away, the house blew up.
I know shooting the fire alarm would have worked in a computer game but would it work in real life?
Dreamer xxx
Science Lab/Police Raid November 3, 2009
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: cops, Dreaming, Dreams, Fire, Gun, lab, police, raid, Rebecca, Scary, school, science, Shoot, Threatening
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I had this dream a few nights ago but I haven’t been able to blog it until today so apologies that I can only remember parts of it.
It started off in science class in my secondary school. Rebecca was there and I don’t know who else. We were all wearing the horrible huge blue lab coats that we had back in school. We had finished the experiment we’d been given and Rebecca was commenting on how good she was at science. She said something along the lines of, “I told my mom I should have done science in college!”
As we were putting the equipment away, we found a Bunsen burner lying on its side in a press. For some reason it was connected to the gas and it was lighting. Rebecca started messing with it; turning it from the red flame to the blue flame and back again. When she was finished she left it on and walked away. I asked was she sure it was a good idea to just leave it on inside the press. She nodded and said it’d be grand. With that, the Bunsen burner set fire to a box of gloves that had been beside it in the press. Everyone started screaming (even though the fire was tiny) and I was saying I told you so.
The next part I remember was in some dark house I’ve never seen before. I think we (not sure who exactly “we” were) were visiting someone but just after we got there the house was raided by the police. They burst in through the front door with huge guns and like riot gear. We had no idea what was going on but they kept telling us not to move or they’d shoot. We were too terrified to move!
I still have no idea what was going on.
Dreamer xxx
On The Run October 11, 2009
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: Chase, Chipper, Chris, Dreaming, Dreams, Gun, Scary, Shoot, Shot, Train
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Chris and I were getting a train somewhere but he had to stop to buy a ticket. I went ahead and got on the train thinking that I’d hold the train for him but the doors closed on me and I couldn’t get back off. Chris came onto the platform just as the train started to pull away and I was mouthing sorry at him through the window. I was all sad then because he would have to get the next train on his own.
I think I may be missing a scene because the next bit I remember was set in a chipper. It was really busy and the queue was quite long. Suddenly this guy came in and held a gun to the head of the guy next to me and started asking him something, I can’t remember what. The guy in the queue kept saying, “I don’t know! They didn’t tell me!” and I don’t know if the guy with the gun didn’t believe him or what but he shot him and ran out.
I started freaking out then that he was going to come back and kill me because I’d seen his face. I left the chipper and I was with Chris and possibly some other people and we started running to the bus stop. I had somehow gotten it into my head that if I could just make it home, I’d be safe. We were waiting for a bus and I was shaking and terrified I was going to be shot.
I woke up feeling so stressed out…not a restful sleep at all.
Dreamer xxx
