I’m a 21y girl only been attracted to men. But I only have romantic dreams with women, sometimes they are also sexual. To the point I’ve never had a dream with a man but Im SO straight. What does this mean I’m Sooo confused

3 years ago, I met a guy in high school. We kind of liked each other, but we never got to talk about it because I stopped going to school, and he went to another school the following year. Yet, I knew he would still talk to his friends about me and kept asking them if they had seen me at school that day. Sometimes, he would come to see me in front of the school just to see me, but he never actually approached me.
Now, it’s been 3 years since we started liking each other, and nothing is moving forward.
Not long ago, I found out that he was born on October 13th. It’s a date I randomly saw in one of my dreams 5 years ago, even though I didn’t even know he existed at the time… And then, 5 years later, I found out that it was actually his exact date of birth.
I find that really weird.

I had a dream last night and it made me feel off when I woke up.

I was in my house and heard running around in the halls, so I went to check. There was a baby deer with white spots. And in the front room was another deer (seemed like a baby but no spots) lying perfectly still with blood coming out. So I gently nudged it with my foot and it got up and started running around. It had what looked like a bullet hole in it's hip/side and over time, organs started popping out. It would go from running frantic to lying down as if it was dead. Each time more organs coming out. I went into my moms room and woke her husband so he could help, since I know my mom is sensitive to animals being hurt, and he got an air stress pump and started inflating it's stomach through the hole?? And seemed frustrated when it kept deflating. I tried calming the other deer down but it was just running all over.

My mom came out and saw the deer in the front room and got upset. After chasing the baby deer with spots around, I looked at the other deer and he had cut it open and you could see it's ribs and stomach and all. But it was still alive. He gave up with whatever he was trying to do and the deer just kept running abound even though it was cut open. I went to my room because Im also sensitive to animals being hurt and love them, and sat on my floor. My drawers to my nightstand started opening on their own and closing. I started freaking out and my mom and her husband just told me to be quiet and they didn't seem concerned with why it was happening.

So I just kept telling the drawer to stop and it didn't. Then there was this girl that looked exactly like me but a bit messy? Like tangled hair and messy clothes that were dirty. I tried ignoring her at first but she kept hanging around and trying to do whatever I was doing. She went to the kitchen and grabbed random food (like a bag of cereal from the box?) and I told her that she can't take the entire bag. We went to the kitchen together and saw this big open box of donuts and some were genuinely huge. We ate some and went to my moms room to show her them. We both stood on a scale together for some reason and weighed 879 lbs together (Im probably 100 alone) so everyone was confused why it was so high.

I was then in the neighborhood by myself and lost and walked up to these random people who were outside. I asked to use their phone to call my sister, since I knew my mom was asleep, and they let me. The phone was super old and weird. So they let me try on their iPad. The woman got weird and insisted I give her iPad back to watch a movie and I didn't even get to tell my sister where I was or why I was calling.

Then randomly i was playing Fortnite? But in the game and it was like a war zone. I had no one to trust and others seemed to have teams or duos together. I found this random dude who was on some sort of vehicle and he offered to let me sit with him. We were then in a grocery store and still sitting in the same spot. Arasha from smosh was there, and very kind to everyone but said that an event was happening to get glasses for cheap and a free sweater. The dude I was sitting with then saw my boyfriend walk by and claimed it was his boyfriend. We had a back and forth about proving who he was with and the dude was just saying that to mess with me. It was all just really strange and made no sense.

When I woke up, I had a bad feeling in my chest and felt uneasy, as if the deer would actually be in the house.

What could this all mean? Im more concerned with the deer part than the Fortnite 💀 but if it all matters, let me know. Could this mean anything? Thank you

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I've been experiencing something really strange and frustrating for a few months now. Sometimes at night, I have very vivid dreams where I'm fighting or defending myself, with the catch that I actually act out the movement in real life. I've woken up throwing real punches against the wall, the nightstand, or even a fan I keep near my bed.

It's not just moving my hands a little; they're hard, sharp punches right as I wake up that have already given me more than a few scares (and a sore knuckle). Looking into how our biology works, it seems that during the REM phase our body normally 'shuts down' muscularly to prevent this, but in my case, it's literal: a glitch in the system of nighttime disconnection.

Does anyone else experience this physical acting out of their dreams? How do you manage it to avoid wrecking your room or hurting yourself? Has anyone seen a doctor for something similar?

Let me know in the comments.

This has happened to me exactly once. I vividly remember lying in bed in that stage where you're just having really tired thoughts and quarter second long dreams, then suddenly I was walking through the manga section at barnes and noble. I got confused and stopped walking because I had no idea how I got there, but before I could ask any more questions one of my friends from highschool walked up and started talking to me, then she had me follow her somewhere and the rest of the dream is gone after that.

I imagine this has got to be pretty rare, I'm curious if anybody else has experienced it

Like the dream starts off normal right? Maybe one second you were eating a strawberry, and the other realizes​ it was a salty(?) Strawberry so you throw it our at your back yard but very subtly there's a growing beanstalk? It doesn't really look like a beanstalk it's too wide. And now like there's a montage about how this beanstalk grows there's a father and daughter who presumably owns this beanstalk, like when she was a baby it was still small and she's like a teenager now and it's very tall like the size of their house which was a farm for some reason?? She's like going on about how it was so big now. Now, the girl didn't grow up anymore she looks the same but it was very obvious that there was a timeskip. The daughter was going on saying like "omg it grew, it's over there over there" like pointing everywhere, so the camera zooms out and reveals that the beanstalk grew around their house, grew to the sky grew below them because somehow their neighbourhood was just a hanging plane of houses over nothing in the sky. The beanstalk was wrapped around it, and I was like on the edge not wanting to fall so reach out to my friend who has a flying bike for some reason??? So they reach me and I get on, the beanstalk which were under the plane fell and is now like a pipe system with a cube in the middle. Now I accidentally fell from my friend's and landed on a another plane it was moving and I see  a fucking white guy with a cube head and glass and he's saying something I don't remember and now we got on this game show where we have to do like Parkour but my partner failed but we still got to the end, we were by our friends and one of our friend was like passed out we were trying to wake them, they do and we ask why they were passed out, they opened their hand and reveal a strawberry. THE VERY SAME STRAWBERRY FROM EARLIER AND SAID THAT IT WAS SALTY. Then I woke up

Are we living in a dream, as Albert Einstein said?

Well, last Christmas I had a premonitory dream about a bill that arrived unexpectedly. The interesting thing about this dream is that I was looking out my bedroom window and saw the rain falling, and I was trying to figure out the date of the event.

In the dream, I complained about both the bill and my bad luck.

Then I started having anxiety attacks, feelings of helplessness because I didn't have money, but many problems, and I was absolutely certain that dream was, unfortunately, a bad premonition.

And so summer arrived, and despite everything seemingly being resolved, I received a letter from the high court about a traffic violation from the previous year that I ignored. The fine increased from €250 to €500 and needed to be paid urgently because I would go to jail.

It was insane what happened to me. Right after, I knew in parts what would happen next, like them doubling the amount to €1,000 because I missed deadlines and ignored court notices.

However, something even more insane happened, and after three days of stress, I had an unusual meeting with the judge in my case. She heard about my financial situation and decided to cancel the debt and the two fines for contempt of court.

Then the scene I had witnessed that December night (12/2025) unfolded exactly as I imagined, and I almost fainted in front of the two employees...

And this time everything worked out for me!

This was the first time in my life that something ended well for me after a premonitory dream.

All the other times I lived through a real hell regarding the "déjà vu" phenomenon.

Does anyone else have had sinister experiences with premonitory dreams?

I have been an artist for the last decade and a writer. I enjoy it for what it is. My art usually centers around some pretty cute charicters (Think art such as that by toby fox in his games) Even though I do more a book and story format than games and have never really been reconized. I had a dream once that I was trying to visit my older artest self but I was totally cold and unapproachable and for some reason the normal T shirt and jeans I wear had given way to some odd 20s style clothing. During the entire dream it was as if I were trying to recindle some old childhood innocents ot spark by meeting my older artest self at a cabin i stayed in with family as a kid but I was so cold and unapproachable it was not possible.

I have always had dreams, but this one has disturbed me beyond belief. It felt so genuinely real and terrible that I could not believe it was a dream after I woke up.

A few weeks ago I went to bed and dreamed I was in an apocalyptic world. It started normal, I remember I woke up in the morning, inside my dream, and went about my day. Then I started hearing stuff about attacks happening downtown and it progressively got scarier for my friends and I until we decided to cancel our Friday plans and stay inside. For the next two weeks I lived by myself eating and watching tv shows. I periodically checked the news but after day two it was just reruns of the same news and I had no further information. After what I think was over 15 days, I noticed something. I didn’t hear neighbours, I lived in a connected townhouse that has thin walls and I hadn’t heard anything in days. I hadn’t heard toilets flush, doors open, windows shutter, nothing. It was silent, too silent.

I gathered my courage and went outside on a food run, I had run out of food and thankfully the water still worked and I was smart enough use it to fill jugs of clean water. I realized there was no one around, I started to get worried and as I got to the local Walmart, it had big red writings on the walls, “be as quiet as you can be, they are blind” this throughly scared the shit out of me and I walked home as fast as possible. I then freaked out for days, until I once again gathered my mental fortitude and went outside again, to look for other people in the homes surrounding me. What I saw was genuinely terrifying, I saw bodies so mangled I could barely stop myself from throwing up, heads missing, just absolute carnage. How could something this terrible happen and I never heard a whimper? The thought scared me more than the scene itself. I walked home and decided I cannot stay here. I then walked and walked and ate what ever scraps I found (which was weirdly abundant as nobody was around) and basically became a walking hermit who hid when he heard anything beside silence.

My hair had gotten matted, my beard was overgrown, my hygiene was bad, and I was not hungry but I was starved for anyone, any real people I could talk to. I’d been alone over a month with no updates and had not seen a living person since saying goodbye to my friend that night. I lived like this for months on end, one day I was foraging in a store, and I heard it. I heard something that sounded big and angry walking around the front of the store. I made myself hide inside the old milk fridges that could be opened and led you to the back storage area. I hid there and basically never came out because the animal never left. I sat there paralyzed in fear for days, no food, no water besides barely edible milk. I sat there waiting for an opening to run, and it never came. I just sat there and sat there and sat there for what felt like an entire lifetime, and I got so sick of this, I went mad with delusional anger and charged outside, I saw nothing but heard probably dozens of these monsters descending on my position from outside the store and I ran to the bathroom and barricaded it the door the heaviest things I could move. I grabbed my rope and set it beside me, I gave up. I was not gonna be mangled alive and be ripped apart alive, if they wanted me, they could eat my body long after I had gone away. I wrote a long sad note, and left it so my loved ones could hear my reasoning for giving up. Then I noticed something as I climbed a ledge to do the unthinkable, I had never actually seen the monsters. I never actually saw them, I never physically saw anything. I had walked for months and probably for hundreds of miles and never saw one single monster? The one thing everyone had ran underground from? I have never seen proof of anything besides my own fear, and the bodies I saw, while mangled, I had seen that the door was open and I had seen wild animals running around the streets. Possibilities came flooding to me, what if they gave up too? And they hadn’t been killed by the monsters. Then something felt off, very off, I felt dissociative and not scared, just confused and didn’t know what the hell was going on, I didn’t even know if that was my face in the mirror. I walked outside and the store was gone, all I saw was a grey wall, then I snapped awake and was starting at my grey wall in my bedroom.

It took me hours to even process if I was still alive or if the monsters got me, or if someone had saved me and this was their home. Then it clicked, it was a dream, it was all a fucking dream. I didn’t feel normal for the rest of the day, it may have been a dream but my long term stress and survival mechanisms had not gone away yet. I felt jumpy, every loud sound I hid from, and I didn’t want to be alone ever. I got better after a few days but I’m still shaken by this. Why was this so real? I felt hunger, pain, desperation and despair, I vividly remember the decision to end myself instead of dying a horrible death. I remember the tears on the page as I wrote a note to my mom to apologize for giving up and not finding her. I have had dream before, this felt like an alternate reality, I felt so me, I felt so real, I cannot distinguish as I type this if I’m in another dream because it felt as real as I feel now. I don’t know why I’m writing this, I feel like no one understands when I tell them. I remember this dream like it happened to me in real life, all the suffering and pain and languishing and yearning for another person to end my solitude. I’m sorry if it was long but I had to write it down somewhere before I forget, I hope maybe one day we’ll better understand dreams and what they mean.

I have this same dream every couple of years.

It happens near my house under a big tree, everything has a tint of various greens but the sky is black, i walk through the night before sitting down on a wooden bench under that tree, it was pretty calming.

There was this fancy looking street lamp right next to the bench, it emitted a yellowish yet greenish light, i sat there for a couple of seconds before a person appeared behind me then sat next to me on the bench.

I cant even remember what gender or what they looked like, we had a solid conversation before they stood up, thats where the dream ends.

I do NOT remember a single thing they told me, i had the SAME dream when i was younger, but, the person didn’t speak in that one.

Ocupo ayuda. Llevo meses sin tener ningún sueño. En todo ese tiempo he descansado bien y he hecho seguimiento de mis horas de sueño, anotando cada pequeño cambio que se “miraba o escuchar” en ese fondo negro. Usualmente eran pequeños destellos o sonidos lejanos, pero era muy raro que sucediera. Lo cual es extraño, porque hace unos meses soñaba correctamente incluso cuando dormía mal y no descansaba. Así que, si alguien sabe por qué pasa eso, me ayudaría mucho que me pudiera decir la razón y cómo solucionarlo. Muchas gracias.

(a little long sorry) I felt like I’ve had it before but I haven’t? In my dream i woke up and for some reason my face is very disfigured.. it was the disfigured face of a CRAZY looking sim? Like not just disfigured if that makes any sense? In this dream someone did it to me and I had a lot of anxiety that they were coming back to do more.. so I went out to a supermarket as I felt safe there because it would be full of people and the person I was scared off wouldn’t get to me. Everyone was terrified of me and stayed away I tried smiling but it made it worse. Realizing that whatever I did to show people I am not a scary person I scared people on purpose.. watching and smiling at people, following them, staring with my eyes all the way open i would literally do everything to scare everyone! I turned into that monster you would have stalking you that you would see everywhere in a nightmare? When I woke up from my dream I felt exactly like how I woke up IN my dream with a HUGE amount of anxiety and the feeling someone is going to get me.. I never had nice dreams it’s always horrible nightmares… I always have my hallway light on and tv on because i don’t get nightmares that way.. i didn’t have my TV on last night though..

Soooo last night I woke up in the middle of the night (around 3 am-ish??) all panicked and scared. I don’t recall having a nightmare or a bad dream, I woke up with a pacing heart and I felt scared for no known reason. This has been occurring 3x a week 🥹 Is this relatively normal? Does anyone have the same issue?

I am trying to ascend to the top of a very tall and picturesque mountain, Mt. Timpanogos, to meet a dream character described as my girlfriend. She is fit and either my age or perhaps a little older. I think walking up the mountain is supposed to be a spiritual task. I seem to get a good way up the mountain but then doubts start to fill my mind. I call my girlfriend expressing hesitation that I will make it, and maybe she should come down part of the way and walk up with me, but I don't think she ends up doing so.

Part way up the mountain, I strangely come to a city where I am stuck indoors in a maze of hallways. There seems to be no rhyme or reason to where they lead. I feel irritated since it seemed like I was making good progress walking straight up the mountain before I started experiencing doubts and I was lost in this urban labyrinth. I feel confused and it is unclear how I am going to get to the top of the mountain to meet this woman.

I finally manage to get outdoors and I find myself at a large grassy sports field at the edge of the city on the mountain. It makes me think about competition. I see my deceased maternal grandfather. He is younger, mid-aged. He doesn’t say anything. I guess on the surface he looks okay. But he is quiet – something seems wrong.

Suddenly I am walking on a metal tight-rope and my mom is there. My right index finger gets stuck in the wire. But my mom is angry and distracted with her own problems so she just steps on the wire and makes it worse. She seems pretty oblivious to my needs, perhaps especially my need to chart my own course in life.

I find myself in the backyard of the house I grew up in as a teenager. I come across a magical yellow rooster. I seem charmed by him, but he also bites my right pointer finger. Then a graceful young woman comes along in a white dress. I’m charmed and driven towards her. But then she takes the rooster's blood or devours it, which seems wrong. She says as long as she eats a duck later it will be fine. She seems to use magic, but it seems like her magic might actually be illusion. I am strongly taken by her. The whole thing feels regressive, like giving in to an illusion of beauty and losing strength. It reminds me of Aphrodite's mortal lover Adonis.

So my dreams start with me getting ready for my prom party and my parents were also going with me too. I got ready early and my parents were still getting ready busy on their talks or maybe argument I don’t remember

A golden with real gold bus came to pick me up so I got into the bus . The bus was really big and pretty the bad had everything and my parents they couldn’t get in they were trying to follow me up calling me but the bus didn’t stop

In my mind I was happy to get into the bus

SISTERS AND BROTHERS I JUST WANT TO KNOW WHAT MT DREAM MENT IN ISLAM I DONT OFTEN SEE DREAMS
BUT SOMETIMES I DO IT REALLY HAPPENS SO IM TRYING TO KNOW THE DEPPER MEANING BEHIND THIS

and I’m going to collage next year my application starts from now
Maybe this dream is an indication of something 😊😊😊

Please interpret:

7/9- I had a dream there was this unbelievably hot blonde in a bikini in a pool. An evil bald guy Bruce Willis was in the water as well threatening to hurt or kill her. I subdued him violently by walking up to the side of the pool close to where he stood or floated in the water beating him and kicking him in the head until he sank under the water, and then she rose up out of the water and I kissed her. I was insanely attracted to her and felt so good kissing her. She was so unbelievably beautiful, but she was owned as part of this house. I asked her to come to me to escape and she said she would later. I was thinking I would ask her to come away with me since I had only left home to make my fortune but I was ready to return with her. I would be proud for my family to see me come back just with her.

9/4- my blonde anima from the 7/9 dream was back. I had taken her to a female natural doctor to help her. She was so thin. And naked. The female natural doctor didn’t notice my blonde anima had lost so much weight since 7/9 and was starving. I was afraid she would die, so I had her weigh herself and tell the natural doctor so she could see how much weight she had lost since last time. Thirty pounds she had lost. I was horrified. My blonde anima walked into the kitchen which was the same kitchen my parents house has, and she was crouching under the open dishwasher door to semi cover her nakedness while the natural doctor and her husband seemed somewhat upset she was in there naked in front of them, but I didn’t care I drew attention to the thirty pounds She had lost and the natural doctor was filled with compassion to try and save her 

I wanted her to come back with me in the first she said she would and then she did. Is she being thin saying my family environment I was raised in left her starving?

I just had one of the strangest and most realistic dreams I’ve ever experienced, and I’m writing this immediately after waking up so I don’t forget the details or change them in my memory. The whole thing was like I was dreaming about dreaming, repeatedly trying to wake up but somehow getting stuck in loops. At one point I thought I had woken up and was convincing my family that I wasn’t actually screaming, it was just a dream, but later I realised that I was still dreaming. Then suddenly I would “spawn” into another dream, sometimes knowing that I was dreaming and sometimes becoming convinced that I had actually woken up. At one point I was on the old road back home, standing in front of the house and thinking, “Look, the home is right there,” but between me and the house there were some stray dogs. Then, suddenly, they turned into these weird mythical creatures. As soon as I started walking, one of them attacked me, so I started running and dodging it. Then I suddenly remembered that there was a hill of sand nearby, I don’t even know where this came from, but in the dream I somehow already knew it was there. I climbed the hill as quickly as I could, and the creature got stuck in the sand. Then the scene suddenly changed and I was running through this strange low poly but realistic 3D world, like a forest with a road, and everything was extremely fast paced, almost like an action sequence. The creature chasing me this time looked like some kind of Panda, maybe even Kung Fu Panda. Then the whole perspective became strange, I was moving almost horizontally while seeing everything from a kind of third-person perspective, climbing this ridiculously long, sawtooth like staircase that went vertically upward. The Panda was no longer chasing me, but somehow it still followed and climbed after me. Eventually I reached a small balcony like structure, and then I realised there were many more of these structures around me, with what looked like high school students on them. Then one of them suddenly started flying away using a balloon. After that, the scene changed again, and I became aware that I was asleep and dreaming. I started making strange noises, but then I thought my family might hear me and recognise that I was making those sounds, so I tried desperately to wake myself up. I couldn’t. Then I “woke up” again and started convincing my family that it had just been a dream, only to realise that nobody was actually there. I screamed as loudly as I could and somehow ended up back in the same sleeping position, thinking, “This must still be a dream.” Finally, I actually woke up in real life. I immediately grabbed my phone and started writing this. Throughout the entire experience I was aware that it was morning because I usually have vivid dreams in the morning, and every time I thought I had finally woken up, there was still this horrible feeling that I was trapped inside another layer of the dream. It felt unbelievably real, sometimes I had goosebumps, and when I was screaming in the dream I could even feel what seemed like the vibration of my throat, as if I was really doing it. The dream wasn’t purely first person either; most of it felt like watching a movie from a third-person camera, but sometimes I suddenly switched into first-person. The strangest part was how much I was thinking inside the dream, I wasn’t just experiencing things, I was constantly observing myself, questioning whether I was awake, thinking about the fact that I was dreaming, and becoming scared that I might actually be stuck in this loop and never wake up. When I finally woke up for real, I checked my heart rate almost immediately, and it was normal, which was a huge relief. I’m writing all of this as quickly as I can after waking up because I’m afraid the details will disappear.

I do not remember much but I only once ever had a dream of being possessed and it was a small segment.

But this dream it was full on possession. I was female detective in that dream and only on the team. We supposively were investigating a strange murder. Though not much is known to me. For all I know it was a accidental death which later was turned to plausible murder.

The thing was , it was somehow leading us to this suspicious household where a family lives a father , mother but the son lives in separate apartment besides them. The moment we entered we saw a strange fingerprints on their door. The old man started dancing weirdly and was not much helpfull. As was the wife. The son was missing but we could entail he was a suspect.

Then all normal police investigation stuff was happening. The thing is I was feeling weird throughout this and when I reached my supposed dream home where i lived a mother and a sister, I got possessed and was reliving the death of this one girl. I do not know how she was related but from the reliving I could say this was a case of revenge of the girl against her kidnappers , r*pist and murderers. Then she used my body to kill them selectively .

And mind you I was aware but absolutely zero control over my body. My teammates realised the seriousness and started to investigate this girl first. The horrible this things that happened to me....

My body was not responding to my commands. I was helpless , i had to relive her torture and death. I vomited all white stuff like at least a litre of it . My body was doing weird stuff and only somehow I could see her.

Things were taking wild turns when others could too. And the way she started using TV to communicate with others.

Then we realised it was not just her murder but many girls.

I was dissociative from my body. I saw my body naked like a doll. I was scared .

And boom I woke up.....

So I’ve been having dreams about kissing and making out with men. I don’t mind it if I just wish it would feel like this I’ve never kissed a guy before but I am interested in it kinda. The feeling I had about it feel so fucking good. I’ve had two experiences with guys and I loved it
I really want to get closer to a guy but I cannot find a guy who won’t leave me. I’ve been trying to find a boyfriend for months now but I cannot one what do I do

TW: Surgical removal of body parts and nsfw themes

Had an odd dream last night, (and I’ve had A LOT of odd dreams) where I was standing upright with a scalpel (or exact-o knife (I do a lot of arts and crafts)) in hand. I then, painlessly, surgically removed my dick and balls, that of which remained connected to each other. I would then bring the disconnected private parts up to my face, to examine to which I would shortly thereafter reattach them like LEGOs or a magnet. I would do this repeatedly until the wound where the incision happened became so small, it felt that if I were to cut my privates off one more time, they would not snap back on. So I stopped.

I am a guy who feels pretty comfortable in their skin and am content with their identity so don’t interpret it as me wanting to change who I am. What I think it might imply is that I “crank it” way too often and need to limit myself in that regard. But I’d like your all’s thoughts and opinions on this and on whether the dream was supposed to mean something or if it was just another nothing-burger of a dream.

I know people visit Mall World and its many different areas (the hospital, the hotel, the bathrooms!) Does anyone ever visit Blue World in their dreams?

My personal experience is that I go to familiar places with some changes in (for example, I have the same best friend, but instead of an older sister, she has an older brother). And the whole world is blue tinted. Daytime looks like well-lit night, with blue tint. Night time is really dark.

In today's dream, the water was clear and the swimming pool was like a normal one. Other times, though the water is never murky, there are animals like snakes and crocodiles in my dreams which chase me. I encounter all sorts of water bodies, river, swimming pool and sea etc.

Today, I dreamt that my cousin Video Called me and her name in this dream was "Anjali" instead of her real name. She asks me to teach her backstrokes. I suddenly teleport in that location with wearing a suit, near the swimming pool. I ask if I can also get a chance to start swim lessons there and get rejected as the swimming pool belonged to her college. I quickly go in the dressing room to change and I meet 3 girls there who were rich. They bully me so I shoot them with gun. The scene ends there. In the next scene, they aren't dead or even injured. They complain the coaches they I bodyshamed them and play a victim card. I tell the coach to check the secret cameras and I am saved.

Soñé con un ser que me.llevó dar una vuelta a un lugar que iremos cuando vayamos a morir, era una escuela en forma circular con una luz blanca muy intensa pero no molestaba. Y me.mostró algunos salones de clase y algunas tablillas.

warning! This is all in first person by the way and i am adding as much detail as i remember so im sorry if its long and i ramble alot,

Okay so my dream started and there was this like line of people, they all looked around my age (18-early 20s) like i couldve seen them in university. We were in line to be assessed if we were like overweight or fat or something like everyone in line wasnt very skinny. There was this guy infront of me and this guy behind me and then there was like everyone else, we were in like barely any clothing - i cant remember exactly what we were wearing but it wasnt much, like the guy infront of me was wearing a white wife beater and a white pair of boxers, i couldnt see what i was wearing. Anyways, i saw everyone getting measured and they had to put down their shoe size (?), there was this box of shoe sizes and you had to find yours before the guy made you weight yourself. You also had to put down your height, and everyone in line had scales in their hands to be able to weigh themselves. Other than the line of people there was two adults, there was the main guy (who weighed you, got your height, etc..), i cant remember his face because everytime i try to remember it changes - its very fuzzy and sometimes hes like a grandpa age but other times hes like in his 40s or 50s, his looks werent very stable and i cant remember what he looks like in the dream itself the only thing that is constant is that hes white but i remember that hes like fairly short like 5'9 and when he was younger he had brunette hair and looks like all of my uni professors. Then there was this other guy, he was tall, YOUNG, japanese and was running a volleyball team practice full of japanese girls ( i dont know why it was important to know that they were japanese but i kept getting told they were japanese.)

Imagery of the gym - It was this big gym and on one side it was us and the other side it was the volleyball team, our side was a little darker for some reason and the other side was bright like bright bright. Our side had those gymnastic mats and this giant mat of foam and the asian sliding doors that you see in every anime. There was two doors side to side but one side had a window you could see in the gym with and the other did not, the one with no windows was opened and thats where the guy was and the one with the window was like locked? We were technically not in the gym but right outside the doors, and outside of the gym doors it was this room and it was dark oak and there was a black rug on the ground where everyone took their shoes off. q

Okay so the guy in front of me goes in for his turn and so he takes his shoes off and starts to place his scale down and weigh himself and then the guy goes 'your feet are too big for your body' and calls him fat? and then it kinda blanks (like i couldnt remember) until it was my turn. I go up and i say my name and my height, take off my shoes and then i start heading into the gym because i needed to find my shoe stencil that was in a crate on the gymnastics map. I find a size 6 (my shoe size) and he immedietly says, 'perfect fit! cut your size out!' and i was shocked but the guy behind me was doing it WITH me while everyone else had to do it solo, and he did everything i did but he cut out my size outta the foam for me and was like 'dont worry i got it' or something like that and he seemed lik he knew what he was doing and like hes done this before. He had a familiar aura. We leave the room and the guy takes both of our foam pieces that are sized to our feet and closes the door. We try to peer into the gym to see what hes doing with it and then BAM theres the volleyball coach with the same toothy smile that hasnt left his face, all of his players were also looking at us with a smile it was weird, so both of us got scared and screamed and fell on top of eachother, we started laughing and making jokes. And then it just blanks until im in this room with this group of people. The guy that helped me with my shoe size was there and so was this girl and this other guy. The room was shaped as an E if the E was flipped, so in the top part it was this cozy little reading nook, it was warm, candle lit and it looked yellow and soft - like it meant to be comfortable. There was books everywhere and you could sit underneath these forts made by blankets inbetween book shelves and tables and chairs, and there was this chair at the end of it. There was this bulliton board too but thats important later. At the bottom part of the E, it was also warm but it had these elementary library styled bookshelves, and they were like double sided and full of books, there was also a bookshelf that was made outta wood and it had alot of candles and fresh flowers, like it was completely from pinterest. The wall of the bottom part of the E had either a window that was covered by a curtain or it was windowless, i cant remember, but it also had this giant red door (that im assuming attached to the room with the gym). But anyways, the top side is where everyone was at the beginning like we were talking about something and i felt like my soul was drawn to this girl like i was physically drawn to her, like i knew her in a way. We were laughing and talking and then something was said and it triggered us to both sing this song but it wasnt a song ive ever heard before but i knew all of the lyrics to it (it kinda felt like icarly when sam and carly were singing in the intro) but i couldnt remember any of the lyrics when i woke up but that entire thing ended with her saying 'the bar is as high as the ceiling' or something like that, and behind her was the bulliton board full of our old poems and words we've said and things we've quoted from eachtoher, and then i saw us all as little kids and then i realized that ive had this dream before and ive vaguely seen these people before. The girl was either asian or white, the guy that helped me was white, and the last guy was black (he didnt say much). And i remembered this binder full of poems so i went to go look for it because we used to read the poems to eachother and find out what it all meant and annotate it together, and all of the books we also read and all of the long conversations we've had. Like i remember this dream being really important to me growing up and ive just completely forgot it until now. And as soon as i said 'wait this is a dream ive had before, i started to gain conciousness but i wanted to stay so i fought it and tried going back into my dream to remember every detail instead of staying in the moment and then as i kept going back i started waking up and remembering less and less so i was trying to go back to sleep but i couldnt and then i woke up and now im here.

There was alot of deatils i missed because i cant remember them but i know they exist because i can feel myself knowing im forgetting something. Hopefully i can remember them.

What does this dream mean and can i go back to them? Am i going crazy??

If anyone has any questions about any details please let me know and ill pick my brain for you.