Your Dreams

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Originally Posted by Pensive

I dreamt that I failed my Maths exam. I became very sad and depressed. I had brain tumer. I became sick. I was not able to go to school due to my brain-tumer. My loved-ones came to visit me and made Get Well Soon Cards for me. *to tell you guys the truth, it was a happy feeling. Then my brother became really worried and then he wrote a book about a girl who has suffered brain-tumer but she died.

The book became the hit one. I became mad because my brother had showed that I died, so in revenge I tried my best to be ok and in a matter of few days, I got up from the bed and became alright. Then I wrote a book which was about a girl who has suffered brain-tumer but she was leading her life happily and she was also sharing her feelings, thoughts and adventures with the readers and that girl was ME. The book became even more hit.

How was the dream? Good or Bad? I am not able to decide...
What do you guys think? *confused*

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I say, and no offense, bad. I didn't like the fact that the book was written out of vengeance. Your brother did no wrong at all, there should be no reason for you to write a book just to get revenge on him for doing nothing. Of course, it was a dream so, bleh. Anyhow, yeah... I'd say it wasn't such a good dream.

You know, I once had this dream which was odd, interesting, terrifying, cool, peaceful, and extremely extremely frightening. It eventually became both my worsest, most frightening nightmare and my favorite, favorite dream (thus making it odd).

Lol, it was a dream.

I know that if he would have written a book for me like that in the real life, I would have been very happy but in dream, we can't choose. I liked it because all my loved-ones came to me and my brother even wrote a book for me but I hated it because I was suffering brain-tumer.

I think that the fact annoyed me that he had not showed me living. lol......*Now I am gonna write a book about my dream*

When I was little, I used to have a lot of dreams. Now they have stopped coming. I don't know why....

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Originally Posted by Pensive

Lol, it was a dream.

I know that if he would have written a book for me like that in the real life, I would have been very happy but in dream, we can't choose. I liked it because all my loved-ones came to me and my brother even wrote a book for me but I hated it because I was suffering brain-tumer.

I think that the fact annoyed me that he had not showed me living. lol......*Now I am gonna write a book about my dream*

When I was little, I used to have a lot of dreams. Now they have stopped coming. I don't know why....

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Everybody has dreams, everyday. People just simply forget their dreams. After 10 minutes from waking up a person has already forgotten 90% of their dream, and I'm not mad at you for doing that, just saying it isn't a good dream

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Originally Posted by Papayahed

Nope didn't hurt in my dream. Just the enamel on one side of my tooth came off.

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oh that is nothing then. because in my country when interpreting dreams they say that when a tooth is taken off and it hurts then someone dear to the person is going to die, which is why it hurts but if a tooth is taken off without hurting then the person will hear of someones death but of someone that is not his/her relative. but in your case it is neither of those... that's why I asked. ;)
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I wonder if a dream journal might help. It's a way of scribing one's dreams, kept near one's bed for easy access before one forgets. Some people even set their alarms to unusual hours to "catch their dreams off-guard." The idea behind it is that patterns may eventually emerge over a long period of time.

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Originally Posted by RobinHood3000

I wonder if a dream journal might help. It's a way of scribing one's dreams, kept near one's bed for easy access before one forgets. Some people even set their alarms to unusual hours to "catch their dreams off-guard." The idea behind it is that patterns may eventually emerge over a long period of time.

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It's also to be able to lucid dream. Heh, I just had one this morning, actually I think I just did a WILD this morning(waking induced lucid dream). Not sure though. To bad I couldn't really control anything... man... I've gotten bad at controlling my dreams, I was pretty good before. It was odd though, I woke up(without moving or opening my eyes), and slowly drifted back to sleep with knowledge of being awake, and so when I appeared at my school... I knew I was dreaming. The dream didn't last though... I actually woke up in a little while. The dream felt somewhat real though... no dream haze or anything. Well... anyhow... I tried falling asleep again just to have another lucid dream but failed. Oh well... I'll probably have one some other time :D

For me i have found up that when some one wakes me up and i jump up right out of the dream i tend to remember all of it and very clearly..
But that doesn't happen very often.
When i wake up as usual by my alarm clock i don't remember much.. :)..

Last night I watched a movie on TV that reminded me of a childhood experience. It was the original 1950s version of "The Thing," which I first saw in a theater when I was something like 8 years old.

For months afterward I had a recurring nightmare. The Thing chases me. I run into a room and hide under the bed. I watch The Thing's feet as he enter the room and moves around looking for me. Then he bends down to look under the bed and I am face to face with him. I wake up screaming.

I remember my mother telling me that was the last scary movie she would let me watch. The film is so well-done it still scares me a bit, even though I now know it is James Arness behind the makeup (Matt Dillon of "Gunsmoke").

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Originally Posted by starrwriter

Last night I watched a movie on TV that reminded me of a childhood experience. It was the original 1950s version of "The Thing," which I first saw in a theater when I was something like 8 years old.

For months afterward I had a recurring nightmare. The Thing chases me. I run into a room and hide under the bed. I watch The Thing's feet as he enter the room and moves around looking for me. Then he bends down to look under the bed and I am face to face with him. I wake up screaming.

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I read before I go to bed and often times I'll dream of the characters in the books.

Ive just woken up so my dream is still abit with me and I must say another odd forum dream. This time Im reading a post and its a newbie whose posted it talking about A smiliey member intreeged by rubber duckys (me) but then it sort of got wierd because he was asking me to speak rubber duckese and did I know that Quackedy was being misprnounced and I remeber I got quite upset at thespelling mistake.
But since Ive woken up it suddely occured to me I dont speak rubber duckese Robin does.
I guess the BFG gott confused and I got a dream thats mean for someone else :rolleyes:

Perhaps I should start a thread for a Rubber-Duckese workshop?

I had a dream that I was trepassing and got arrested and I had to go to court. Yhr courtroom was huge and I showed up in my pajama's and I asked my lawyer if I should have dressed up and she said no then she borrowed a suit jacket from another lady and put it on, then stuff happened and it looked like I was getting off the hook but I woke up before the verdict was handed down.

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Originally Posted by papayahed

I had a dream that I was trepassing and got arrested and I had to go to court. Yhr courtroom was huge and I showed up in my pajama's and I asked my lawyer if I should have dressed up and she said no then she borrowed a suit jacket from another lady and put it on ...

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You're not fooling anyone with the pajamas story. You were NAKED in the courtroom, weren't you? Fess up.

I think you're projecting, starr--I believe it's you who dreams about papayahed dreaming she's naked in a courtroom.

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Originally Posted by RobinHood3000

I think you're projecting, starr--I believe it's you who dreams about papayahed dreaming she's naked in a courtroom.

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Movie projectors project. I projectile vomit when I hear the word cuddle. I DON'T project. And I'm appropriately (and nattily) dressed when I dream of being in a courtroom, unlike Pajamahed.