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 Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2012 6:13 am
and cried. Yes, I cried after I woke up from a dream, so I am going to post about that dream.
It was day, and I was somewhere that had stuff all over the ground. I walked around, minding my own business when suddenly, I see a basket bag with a kitten inside. The black kitten got excited and was happy to see me, so I took the kitten home with me so I could take care of it, not that I would not have if it were mean to me. Anyways, after I got home, I felt like going to bed, so I got into my baby brother's crib. The kitten wanted to be with me, so it jumped up as well and walked towards my head. I was thrilled that the cat loved me so much that I smiled; unfortunately, my baby brother came in and got into the crib. I put the kitten in a big box so the baby wouldn't find him, but he felt hurt and started to cry. My mom told me to put the kitten back on the crib, so I did, but I was not happy. The kitten went to and ran to the baby and the Kitten and I were in some other room and my older sister was in it. She sat on the floor and I was on the bed, going to go to sleep. The kitten played on the floor and then, we both were in a car.
My kitten was now a cat, and I was very successful at my job that I made tons of money. My cat and I went everywhere together, even though my cat was old, and it still loved me as it did when it was a kitten. When someone opened the door, the cat jumped onto the back of the car, still inside. We started to go and my cat came back to me.
My cat was now gone, and I had no idea where it went. I looked at the place where I found it, but I was unable to. I heard noises around me but it was not from the cat. I did not like that the area was covered in papers and toilet paper, and I made a lot of noises. A guy with a rifle came and asked me what I was doing. It was night now and I was flying on a broomstick. I continued to look for my cat as I saw small kittens running. I decided to follow them to see where they were going to, but they vanished. A few women saw me and wanted to know what I was doing. I do not remember telling them what I was doing, and I went inside a house. No one seemed concerned that I walked in uninvited, so I stayed.
I was Roger Rabbit and a lady was with me at the place where I found the kitten. I saw a wringer, so I jumped in it to be flattened, much to the displeasure of the lady. Some of my color splattered on the clothing around me and I cleaned some of it off. We began to search for the cat once more, but I had forgotten what we were looking for. She told me we were looking for a basket bag, but before we could continue looking for it, someone knocked on the door, which was weird because we were outside. I looked for it before I was myself again.
I was somewhere else now, and a guy was with me. I told him I lost my cat and was unable to remember its name. I started to cry and said I wanted to die. I flew away from him to go away, avoiding all of the items/equipment that broke off of the machines they belonged to so I would not die.
I woke up after that and started to cry because the dream had made me sad. In my dream, something I loved was gone, just as my cat in reality is gone. I have no idea what happened to her, but she was not the only thing that I lost that I loved. Still, the dream made me sad.
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 10:13 pm
It seems you understand what the dream meant you and what about it upset you. What do you hope to get from this thread?
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 9:15 am
That sounds like a terrible dream. I am sorry you had it and it upset you. I have heard that drinking large amounts of alcohol before bed prevents bad dreams. I think you should try this.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 6:49 am
Bad Advice Cow That sounds like a terrible dream. I am sorry you had it and it upset you. I have heard that drinking large amounts of alcohol before bed prevents bad dreams. I think you should try this. I'm not 21, and I do not know how many drinks would get me drunk. @ cristeal: I was informed that my dreams should be posted here, so I was merely letting you into my head.
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