Interesting dreams you’ve had

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there was this shapeshifting cat who just noticed me, and his voice was... well, he sounded suave, but also like he'd "scare" a kid. But not in any certain naughty ways. In a way that'll make someone wanna keep him from seeing things of theirs such as toys or a phone, I guess. Or if they're stuck in 2017, fidget spinners. I didn't get my extra candy because I was afraid he was going to take away my doll body parts. While I was scared, I ran home with the parts and the candy I already had.
It was the Cheshire Cat as played by Sterling Holloway. ...Or Zaktan
I had a dream that I was in London for some reason and I ended up witnessing a space rocket launch somehow. I went to an "airport" that didn't really look like an airport it looked more like a school and there was Garfield memorabilia everywhere.
I've had dreams like that before, but usually the memorabilia is more likely to be Lego Knights' Kingdom or whatever other material possessions I desire yet still do not have ;(
 

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For unknown reason, I have some dreams that keep coming back since my early childhood. While they aren't really scary, my mind considers them as nightmares.
One of them is about my PC downgrading its OS for no reason, turning into some sort or DOS/Win3.1 mix. There's always the same image file of a cartoony unicorn somewhere. It's just... unsettling?
Other one is about me wandering around near my home, watching the oversized moon on the clear sky. Someone calls me and I turn to the voice. As I turn back, there's no moon, only some kind of a white drawing of a wheel across the whole sky.
Another one is about me getting lost on my way to a familiar place, because the streets change to something unfamiliar or even illogical, like roads and tram rails going straight up for a meter or such.
Another one is about me running away down the stairs of some kind of endless building. I never got a chance to know what I'm running from, but I sometimes meet familiar people on the floors of the building.
Sometimes my brain also remembers episodes from my life, usually early childhood, and presents them as dreams.
 

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For unknown reason, I have some dreams that keep coming back since my early childhood. While they aren't really scary, my mind considers them as nightmares.
One of them is about my PC downgrading its OS for no reason, turning into some sort or DOS/Win3.1 mix. There's always the same image file of a cartoony unicorn somewhere. It's just... unsettling?
Other one is about me wandering around near my home, watching the oversized moon on the clear sky. Someone calls me and I turn to the voice. As I turn back, there's no moon, only some kind of a white drawing of a wheel across the whole sky.
Another one is about me getting lost on my way to a familiar place, because the streets change to something unfamiliar or even illogical, like roads and tram rails going straight up for a meter or such.
Another one is about me running away down the stairs of some kind of endless building. I never got a chance to know what I'm running from, but I sometimes meet familiar people on the floors of the building.
Sometimes my brain also remembers episodes from my life, usually early childhood, and presents them as dreams.
These dreams are indeed a bit unsetteling, but this...
turning into some sort or DOS/Win3.1 mix
Geez, that's just straight-up nightmare fuel. Imscared:
 

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I had one last night where I was watching TV while there were a bunch of dolls next to me. I picked one up, and this older girl who was my sister in the dream got ticked at me for almost playing while watching TV. I told her something like "It's not like I'm using a phone I'm addicted to." She thought I was giving her attitude, even though I used a normal voice, so she told on me to this woman who was our mom in the dream. I was off the hook. A little bit later, I was just walking and Sis was giving me attitude for nothing. She was telling me to let go of what happened earlier, even though I did let it go (mostly) and said NOTHING. I told Mom, who promised to get each of us a snack later. I was off the hook again. Mom told Sis that she might not get her snack. But Sis thought she deserved it and I didn't, because I was apparently "rude" or "bad," and she clearly didn't watch herself. I was thinking "HA HA!"
 

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I dreamed that I was going to change the outcome of Ladykillers. This hill we were on, up above and behind this little village she lived in, had this yard sale-looking outdoor activity where the mail was being sorted through to be sent off (everything was in those little plastic containers with the diamond-shaped holes like you always see at flea markets and used bookstores). This letter in one of those yellorange envelopes was currently in danger of being lost, and from what I recall it had information in it that would get us busted for sure-- One Round and Harry were up there searching through the containers for it.
Mrs. Wilberforce was approaching, accompanied by, strangely enough, her husband who was A) not dead and B) the old man farmer from X-Men Origins: Wolverine. I can't remember if the gun in the actual movie was a revolver or not, but the way that it was loaded in the dream was very odd. It was almost like a musket: I had Marcus light a match, and I almost singed my finger when the fuse's spark went inside of this white cartridge full of 6-12 bullets.
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It looked kind of like this. The black bit was like gunpowder that defied gravity. The bullet came out of the other side, through this little hole, and I loaded it into the gun's barrel. Unfortunately, they got too close for me to be able to fire, either because I was faltering in the same way that the others did in the movie, or because there would obviously be a witness...? I'm not sure.
Anyways, Wilberforce found the letter and started walking back down the hill with it, and a whole bunch of objections with false starts sounded: there wasn't really anything we could do about it without raising suspicion. Fuck.

Suddenly, down at the bottom, to the right of the bridge she and her (now-missing) husband had crossed over, was now not flat ground with a chain fence like before, but an empty shower-looking tiled chamber, like King Jellyfish's bathtub only square. It also had a tributary like path that ran underneath the bridge, and little outcroppings on the side like seats.
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So, kind of like a hot tub. Anyways, for whatever reason, now I was here, with Niall and Stamper from the SleepyCast, and we were just chilling. This square hot tub-like thing worked on Korean spa rules, and the quote from Arin Hanson stuck out in my mind: "Just, look at my dick. Look at it, and get not embarrassed by it." So, I stopped avoiding eye contact with Stamper's, just so we could get that initial discomfort out of the way, and then we moved on. I remember the two of them were talking about dudes that they knew who had flown planes for a living, I believe. Stamper ended up talking about this one guy he knew that had been a real homie, some pale guy with black hair and a baby face, dressed in a bomber jacket, with this aura about him (the colors and overall vibe of which remind me of Installation XJ-5's thumbnail for Red Faction's multiplayer level select). The hot tub thing was now full of water when he was talking about him, and it was more overcast than it was at the start of the dream. Anyways, unfortunately this guy had died a few years before that-- the talk of planes and things reminded him of 'im. I could only really offer my condolences, and assure him that he must've been one cool dude.
It was now night time, I realized, when all of a sudden, fireworks started going off up in the sky, and there were underwater lights refracting the waves up and onto our faces. My mother (who was now off the bank of this spa thing, standing in the grassy clearing at the foot of the hill, along with the rest of my immediate family) pointed up to the sky and told me to look at the fireworks (which I was already doing).
The first one was shaped like Eggman. After that, there was one of Sonic's full body, then just Sonic's head. Then Sonic's head again. ...and again. And I started to realize that this was some kind of community thing going on in the far distance, because some of them botched up the coloring-in part, or their line art was kind of bad. All these idiots were arrogantly ALL choosing to do the 3/4 view Sonic head. Either way, it ended up being a nice ending to the dream. Despite the first half being more stereotypically exciting, I guess, I prefer the second half for how homey it all felt.
I woke up to my kitten licking my left eyebrow, which I've never experienced before but it was a pleasant way to wake up.
...This occurence actually confused me once I woke up a bit more, since at the time it was an hour after Dad left, and my brother was sleeping, and normally this kitten, since she's so young, spends a given amount of time cooped up in this room whose door was standing half-way open. Dad had left, the door was closed, I wake up later, Dad's still not back, but the door is open. :S3: I have no idea what happened here.
 
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