I dreamed that I was the protagonist of a horror movie.
Eh...
A Ju-On style movie. It was very nice, yep. But the dream ended before I could see any jumpscare. All I saw was a ghost girl pointing at me.
I would like to see the ending...

I dreamed that I found two perfect chairs for my bedroom in a store where they feature furniture for tiny houses. In the next part, I went to an antique dress shop,trying on a random bustle wedding dress. But I was also naked, and kept wanting to go outside when only half the dress was zipped up. The store lady kept trying to convince me that I needed wear more if I was going outside :/

I was a secret agent in my dream. When my parents were at work, I fought random megalomaniacal scientists. This particular mission, my superior told me I was heading to the East Coast, to the NY-NJ-PA Tri State area. I was to fight...Dr. Heinz Doofenschmirtz from Phineas and Ferb? He got mad because he was expecting Perry\Agent P. He began rambling about his childhood in Drusselstein and his rather oddball abuse from everyone he encountered (I couldn't really blame him) I then was told his point. His -inator machine was to render me into the first American panda (he really misses his ex-nemesis) because according to Chinese law, China is the only country allowed to claim ownership of giant pandas and if you see a panda at an American zoo, keep in mind that the zoo pays $1M\year to rent out pandas, even ones born in America.

When he turned me into a panda, I tackled that skinny bastard and reversed the effects. I destroyed the machine and he said "Curse you, Panda Queen!" as I caught my flight home.

I believe it started off as me babysitting my friend's twin boys. They're 2 months old at the moment. So anyway in the dream one did that gross posit sick on my jeans and I had to go find new clothes. For some reason I was walking around the uni in leggings and I bumped into a different friend and explained to her what happened and then there was a knock and I turned around and it was my fiance and we were walking home...


Then a freaking bull appears out of nowhere and starts chasing us. We're both running in different directions and the bull is chasing him so I turn around and try to think up a plan to get the bull to stop, but then the bull looks at me and starts charging towards me, so I'm running and I get to a bridge with trees around it and on it is some people with a baby and they're running too because obviously they see this bull off in the distance. When I get to the end of the bridge I ask the people where I am, because I don't recognise the area, they don't say but I'm walking around for a bit and there's the bull again in the distance. I suddenly realise that this is my ex's Street and that its a cul-de-sac (even though in real life it isn't?) so I'm about to warm the people and start running the other way, but the bull is so close and the streets are changing that suddenly I don't know which side is the cul de sac so I just run behind these people and luckily the road lead straight to my house.

Then when I got into my house, for some reason my fiance has his own room and I was in his room which was like white wallpaper and red carpet with posters of cars everywhere, he was sat on the bed looking angry and was holding the VW car calander we have as if he was reading a magazine? And I asked him if he was okay, and he told me that he was angry because the bull got him and I had ran away, even though the bull had chased me. He pulled down his pants and showed me that the bull had headbutted him right in the butt andfor some reason this meant his whole buttwas a buttcheek.

Went to the doctor in my dream. Alice Cooper escorted me to the doctor in a hot rod and I went in for not only my annual, but to also get checked for respiratory infections, obesity management, blood draws and vaccines. Alice waited in the car and for some reason, he was passing the time eating Japanese food from the izakaya restaurant across the parking lot. (He passes out at the sight of hypodermic needles)

After a thorough exam, I came out of the office covered in Band-Aids and hungry. He bought me lunch from the izakaya and I gave him a sweet little kiss on the tip of his nose and thanked him. I said to him "I think you're a very sweet man, Alice. You at least were able to get me to my appointment and feed me." He told me "I do what I can to help you."

These sort of dreams of going to the doctor with my crush escorting me usually happen when I am getting over a cold.

I had a nightmare while at work (yes, I can sleep on my job), I can't really remember it other than that some kind of big mascot type thing was chasing me around, and in the end I took it's mask off and it was the guy I was on shift with. I woke up pretty freaked out and didn't sleep the rest of the night.

@PANDAQUEEN Did Alice welcome you to his nightmare? I think you're gonna like it. Sorry, couldn't resist. A topic of dreams and someone mentions Alice Cooper, it was too perfect.

Back on topic... No idea what triggered it, but in my dream I was exploring some sort of ruins. It's like I was in a Zelda dungeon, though I never got anywhere because I was stuck in some water puzzle. Wow I just realized even my dreams are telling me where my life is heading. Oh well I'm actually in a fair mood today, no sense getting myself all depressed. That Alice Cooper reference brightened my day, can't spoil it.

Well PANDAQUEEN, now you have me watching Alice Cooper videos on Youtube. It helps to remind me how much I hate modern music.

I'm glad you have a brighter day with my help.

Apparently my fish dying didn't stop my reoccurring fish dying dreams. In this dream I had bought a few fish, to replace Dippy the Goldfish. One was a white and black spotted one, a big red one and 2 small common goldfish. I had put them all in Dippy's tank (which probably shouldn't hold 4 fish) and went to bed, in the morning (still in the dream) I went over to the tank and the big red one had eaten the others - so I was fishing them back out of its mouth, but I only managed to pull out the white and black one. Then I was watching as the big red one started attacking the spotted one so I put my hand in the fish tank and chased the fish around until it stopped.

@PANDAQUEEN I've actually felt a lot better since you mentioned Alice Cooper. Music is about all that keeps my mind at ease anymore, especially good music, and the way I look at it Alice Cooper is a god when compared to basically all modern musicians.

I was gonna get back on topic here, but I could hardly sleep last night so none of my dreams really stuck with me.

I have been in love with him from a one-sided affair since August 25, 2014. He's not that scary in real life. He's conscious of the welfare of snakes and phased out the use of them in his shows due to the cold-blooded nature of snakes, he's sociable and witty, he is one of very few hard rock performers who is Christian and doesn't make fun of the Devil in his act, doesn't drink alcohol after almost drinking himself to death, plays golf in the off season and practices first thing every morning and he happens to appreciate Kylie Minogue's music.

In many ways, he resembles my father.

Since my father was the first person to hold me right after my birth, I have a tight bond with him.

My one-sided affair with Alice is just me looking in vain for someone to offset my high points.

But I have been posting Alice Cooper related dreams for quite some time now.

@PANDAQUEEN My father is a huge Alice Cooper fan. I don't actually own any Alice Cooper albums, but I do enjoy his music. I remember having some tapes my dad made for me when I was a kid, but that's been so long ago I don't even have any of that stuff anymore. Lately music had been my sole method of finding peace of mind, so stuff like Alice Cooper and older rock are stuff I always go to to try and clear my head.

I was lucky last night, I had a lovely romantic dream! I dreamed that I was going to act onstage in a play, and I was really nervous about it. This bloke (that I've fancied for ages, but not actually seen in real life for a while) was in the play too, so we were talking about it, and I told him I was nervous, so he put his arm round me, and was being really nice to me, and we ended up talking and cuddling for hours. The dream went on for quite a while, and we were together the whole time, and getting closer and more coupley, like we were getting together At one point he was waiting for me in a shop for some reason, and he was telling his friend how happy we were together. It was a really nice dream though, and I didn't want to wake up! :lovestruc

Note: My days of being the dark, quiet and menacing student in junior high where I was protected from regular beatings was half a lifetime ago. Back then, I miserable for more than one reason. Long story short: The chemical compounds ingested now are not the same as the compounds I took then.

Please refrain from insinuating that I am psychotic. I find it offensive to my being.

I had a dream I was playing basketball. I just had one arm so I really couldn't do anything except dribble the ball, and it was my left arm which really made it worse. Lately all my dreams seem to be about me being unable to do anything. I seem to have a lot of dreams lately about trying to drive a car, only I either can't find or can't reach the gas pedal. You know you have problems when even your dreams regularly tell you that you're going nowhere.

I had a dream where I was starting my Sims 2 megahood again. Only I had made myself as a character for some reason, and I was living with Malcolm Landgraab IV and my Fiance (we weren't sims) and we were buying bunkbeds off of him. We decided to buy all 3 of them, because we'd be having 3 children - but there were 2 double bed bunk beds (as in, both the top and bottom bunk were doubles) and 1 normal bunkbed, so we were like "well the older kids can get a double bed each, and the youngest gets the single" but then my Fiance was like "what about the top bunks?" and I said "that's where they can keep all their stuff".

So then we got home and put some seeds in the ground to grow the bunkbeds ourselves? and they were just growing and growing and I was thinking to myself "yeah, by the time we have children, these bunkbeds will be fully grown".

Two dreams.

My first was one where I was taking a bath in the largest tub in the house. I then contemplated a bunch of "What ifs" like "If Alice was single if his wife was fed up and divorced him over his golfing , would he be all I expected or would he have some surprises? Would he be gentle at showing love to this young isolated girl who fears heartbreak? Does he even understand my heart is in the right place, even when I screw up buying his favorite type of Coca-Cola?"

Truth be told, my mind races even when at physical rest.

The other dream had me essentially working at the Seattle Ghostbusters branch. I was essentially Egon in terms of roles. However, I was to research religious exorcism procedures. I always hated trying to keep such ceremonies straight.

You a Ghostbusters fan or something? When I was a kid I absolutely loved the Ghostbusters. I had practically every toy there was, would watch The Real Ghostbusters catroon, plus I loved the movies (especially the original). Brings back some good memories, and I wish I still had some of those old toys that would be awesome.

No, I just like comedy. Remember that comedy in the wrong hand can become a dangerous weapon.

Today, I dreamt I was in a Celebrity Bachelorette-type reality show and I was a voice actress who could do male and female voices. The guys I have mentioned in the past, like Bill Nye, Neil DeGrasse Tyson, Michio Kaku, Grant Imahara, Satoshi Tajiri, Yuji Naka, Shigeru Miyamoto, Axl Rose, Slash, Duff McKagan, Izzy Stradlin, Steven Adler, Scott McNeil, Dana Carvey and Alice Cooper. The rock stars is one thing, but my posse of geniuses was the monkey wrench.

Those who proceeded received white rosebuds on long stems.

Because it aired on FXX, there were more content based liberties.

Still, it was a dream that caught me off guard.

Oh god it was terrifying. in my dream there was a guy with a gun.
First everyone was playing on the field across from my childhood home when suddenly a brown horse just falls over and I'm like "should I go see what's happened?" but My horse-riding next door neighbour Emma said no and that she heard a gun shot. I was skeptical but then we heard another. So we both ran into our respective houses.

I hide under the covers of my bed and in the morning I'm told I need to get ready for school and I was seeing my navy school uniform for the first time (when I was 15 my high school merged with another so the uniform changed) and then for something reason I was hiding under the covers because the shooters were apparently 2 teenagers and one wanted to be raised by pigeons (?)

Then I briefly woke up to check my phone and fell back asleep again and the dream resumed. This time I was on Skype and I got a request from someone I didn't know. I opened it and it was a picture of mine and the house next to mine, with the words "I'm coming for you". I was confused and asked him how he knew where I lived and he said helinked me to a website with peoples names and addresses on so and I was like "oh yeah I use that too! Harder fro people in America because you have to use the white pages" and somehow we were talking a lot but just like in real life my keyboard on my tablet was almost impossible to type on because it randomly puts words in places or autocorrects things and he had asked me if I was decent (as in lookwise) and I hadn't answered before he said "nope" because he had looked on my Facebook. Yup. Even in a dream, a psychopath wielding a gun turns me down.

Anyway I can't remember some bits of it, but for some reason I knew he was somewhere close so I was looking out of the window to a group of teenagers playing fooball (soccer) and a few of them turn to look at me so I shy away from the window for a bit. Trying to work out who the shooter was and suddenly a pale guy with dark red bags under his eyes and dark black hair (he was actually my ex irl, but it thedream I didn't recognise him) slowly walks towards me and shows me a gun in his jeans pocket without breaking eye contact with me.

So then for some reason I decide to run out of the room and to my childhood bedroom where I had a big white wardrobe and I hid in there hoping he wouldn't find me or if he did I could disarm him. But soon enough I heard my sisters voice, saying there was a boy here to see me and to come out of the wardrobe....

Then I woke up

When I'm really stressed out I have dreams in which I need to escape something. too. At the beginning of the year, when I didn't know if the professor would manage to grade my paper in time I was really, really stressed out. Adding my grandma hospitalized. Some of those dreams were really weird. Some were similarily plotted to famous five adventures. Unfortunatley I always awoke before I was able to solve everything.
Once I dreamt I (and some others) was held hostage by ostriches.

In my dream, it was night, I was at a lit pedestrian bridge, taking a drag from an herbal cigarette and I hear in the distance Alice Cooper ask "Kymchee, (a nickname I acquired from being deep in thought almost all the time, "stewing in my own juices" and a nickname based on my real name. TBH, I am not much a cabbage fan) what are doing out here?" I told him I was sorry for being needy, but the fact I was needy is obvious to anyone that I need to start seeing my doctors again. But he said that the scenario is water under the bridge. I snuffed out the cigarette and he took me home in this car I saw recently that was silver with pink flames. He said he got it to at least signify I was under his care.

It was an oddball, gritty and emotionally charged dream of being alone and then being told I was never really alone at all.

I saw neighbour

I had this scary dream where everyone has talking on the top of a really tall building, and it had a ledge that I was telling my brother to be careful of, but just to be defiant he climbed onto it in a position where his whole body was off the ledge and was being supported by his feet. I freaked out and grabbed his feet and told him "You come back up right now", and he screamed that he couldn't and that he was going to fall. Our other brother was also holding his feet and I was shouting to my Dad to pull him up because my Dad is really strong. He grabbed onto his feet too and told him to get up, and he said he couldn't. I was freaking out and thinking about calling 999 and having firefighters put one of those trampoline things or a soft mat at the bottom of the ledge and letting him fall, but that that might hurt his spine, but then my Dad reached his arm out, my brother grabbed on and my Dad pulled him back up.

Yesterday I had this weird dream where after university, you then have to spend another 3 years at high school. It was like my own personal hell, because all the people I hated in high school were there and they were all crappy and it was just a crappy experience, the teacher that use to shout at me for being useless was there, and was of course calling me useless. The people who use to call me "mosher" because I had a skull on my bag were there. The girl who use to be my best friend in Primary school but in high school/sixthform was a complete bitch to me was also there. For some reason none of my friends were there. Also I got lost on my way from the Maths corridor to wherever it was I was going.

Then today, I had this weird dream where I was in an egg, and someone was wrapping the egg in a really long scarf, and at first I thought it was my Mum - but I asked and she replied "Shhh...", so I thought "That's not my Mum's voice", and I freaked out, trying to get out of the egg to see who it was, but she continued to wrap the scarf around the egg while I was screaming and shouting and everything was really dark. Then I woke up.