What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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I had a pretty long & involved dream earlier & I slept for a long time I think cuz of it. I dreamed I was a female secret agent & this evil organization was after us & our families. We got everyone together to try & escort them somewhere safer & then the bad guys showed up. Me & afew others tried to hold them off while the rest tried to get away. A lot of them got kidnapped & the the others who were trying to help hold them off got killed but I manged to escape for some reason. I decided I'd have to launch a rescue mission on my own. I went near where my team was being hold & started trying to kill off the baddies from a distance that I could. A few women detectives showed up & I showed them my ID & convinced them to help me. We went inside the building & shot alot of baddies & then I woke up.

dreamt about going to the recreation room at school

dreamt I was in a waiting room.

In one of my dreams last night, I remember telling my mom, "Since I'm dreaming, will you go upstairs and wake me up?"

Dreamt about watching springboard diving

I dreamed I was driving to a meeting. I was driving along when somebody screamed out my name. Then I suddenly woke up.

Before the dream,I should tell you I live in the tiniest apartment. So - on to the dream - I dreamt my mother and my sister inherited the enormous house of my aunt & uncle (dreamt of them yesterday too). It's not clear whether I was in or out but I visited and decided to stay. They brought all the pets who lived in the enormous back yard, including my old dog and two little twin blond dogs that I've never met. I worked in the basement, writing, and decided to stay. I was so happy to be reunited.

I dream this a lot - us 3 reunited in a place to live.

Mom had a palatial bedroom on the top floor. Sis and I slept on the 2nd floor. I took over a basement room for writing and decided to stay. Then I decided to redecorate (why not write?).

A weird thing happened - I typed this last night, it disappeared before I could post, then it just popped up onto my screen now. Better Send while I can.

Dreamt that the former aikido instructor told me to type something

i dreamt i was back in 1972, my jr. high school band instructor Mr. Anderson and a few of his associates, and his wife, were at a summer picnic, at a park not far from where i was living at the time, they were discussing their private lives and how much or little they made and their need to work various summer jobs to make ends meet. Mr. Anderson's wife [tall Nordic blonde, athletic] took notice of me and followed me home to my present-day place, the change she took in stride, she entered my place and noted right away that it was a future time [the present], saw the LCD tv set on the wall, silently took it all in until she saw my rack with DVDs and CDs in them, picked one out that looked familiar [a Beethoven Symphony], opened the case, saw the silver disc inside and exclaimed, "what on earth is THIS?!" i explained to her that it was a music CD, and put it on the player, and the music poured forth into the room with no surface noise, pure music, and she was taken aback at its clarity. then she noticed the tv set was playing in the background, showing a newscast and the date was on the lower right corner of the screen, today's date in 2018, and she turned white with fear, said "i don't think i'm in Kansas anymore!" and fled the house.

I have variations of an occasional dream about going back to work to write software at a company where I previously worked. Every time I have the dream, the people from when I worked there are still there but the company is much, much larger. And every time, after I am rehired and show up to work, I sit in my office wondering why I went back. In most cases, I hate it so much that I either quit or am fired within a week.

I had the dream again today. This time, as I walked in, I was wondering how many times I previously worked there.

what I remember of it, I dreamt I was sitting at my parents' old kitchen table reading the newspaper, and there was a skinny guy wearing a black suit [minus jacket], white button-down shirt and skinny black tie, sitting to my left, glaring at me- and to the right of me there was a stocky swarthy man in identical black suit [but he was wearing his jacket], staring at the floor.

Warning: Violent Content! Reader Discretion Is Advised!

I was dreaming that I was at a bank withdrawing money to pay not only for tuition, but also for class textbooks. I was getting ready to leave the bank with a receipt and money in hand.

A bus stop was in front of the bank and I waited. My mom then showed up carrying a suitcase, demanded how much money I withdrew, and I told her. She didn't believe me, told me to get back into the bank where she began to rob the bank. Employees told her to put the gun down, but she refused.

After killing several employees, she shot and killed me, put the gun next to my body alongside the suitcase, and left in order to make it look like I robbed the bank.

PS: Like many of you, I'm getting tired of having violent dreams. Also, I've still am thinking of ways of getting my mom to see a therapist, but my mom just doesn't see the need for seeing a counselor.