So I'm going to try to explain this dream as best as I can (This dream felt the most realistic I have ever dreamed:
My mom and I were walking out of Walmart. There was a crater in the middle of the parking lot about the size of a bedroom (but we looked at it like it was normal, because it was a dream). As my mother and I walked to her car, this old looking bald man began to run towards me and carried a huge stone (the stone was the size of a house and embers surrounded it in places). This man tried to crush me with this stone but I held up with my strength. I pushed back as hard as I could causing this man's ankles to snap almost completely off. A day later, I went to school and everyone was looking at me weirdly. Apparently I had been all over the news. And I got to class and the teacher had the news on with me on it. The TV showed me fighting back. And from the rest of the dream on, I just had flash backs of the man screaming in rage and my thoughts showed close ups of the man's ankles, bloody and almost torn off.
This dream felt as real as life, itself. And I do not know why, because it was sooo weird. I don't think this is a sign of anything, but it possibly could be. What do you think?
HAIL SATAN!
My mom and I were walking out of Walmart. There was a crater in the middle of the parking lot about the size of a bedroom (but we looked at it like it was normal, because it was a dream). As my mother and I walked to her car, this old looking bald man began to run towards me and carried a huge stone (the stone was the size of a house and embers surrounded it in places). This man tried to crush me with this stone but I held up with my strength. I pushed back as hard as I could causing this man's ankles to snap almost completely off. A day later, I went to school and everyone was looking at me weirdly. Apparently I had been all over the news. And I got to class and the teacher had the news on with me on it. The TV showed me fighting back. And from the rest of the dream on, I just had flash backs of the man screaming in rage and my thoughts showed close ups of the man's ankles, bloody and almost torn off.
This dream felt as real as life, itself. And I do not know why, because it was sooo weird. I don't think this is a sign of anything, but it possibly could be. What do you think?
HAIL SATAN!