These are three seperate dreams that I've had over the past week. Any help with one or all would be appreciated.

The first I've had multiple times, having it frequently over the past several years. It might be relevant that when I was much younger, I used to love trains.

This dream plays out as a sort of cycle. It begins in an old, rundown trainstation where I am waiting for a train to come. When the train comes I don't actually board it, but suddenly I am on it. It is filthy and crowded, and I'm constantly being bounced around. Suddenly I'm out in the middle of a huge field criss-crossed with thousands of train tracks. How I try to get out varies. Sometimes I pick a direction and walk, sometimes I run in a panic, sometimes I just stagger exhausted, others I pound on the sides of passing trains screaming for help. Always, I end up within yards of making it out. I sigh with relief and take one step in that direction and a train runs me over and the dream begins again.

For this second, I feel it necessary to mention that I've lived in an apartment with bedbugs for about a year. We can't get rid of them.

At the begining of the dream, my stepmother is taking me to go see my best friend from back in Michigan (I recently moved to another state) and we get to my friend, Jo's house, and she looks very angry and disgusted to see me. Still, I try to visit with her and joke and try to make her smile like I usually do, but the more I talk the angrier she gets. We go back to her bedroom and I notice the body of a dead bedbug the size of a washrag on the end of her bed. She told me she had killed it the previous night and left its body as a warning to the others not to come back. As she went to leave the room I noticed another large bedbug helping smaller ones up onto her bed. I decided to help her. I didn't want her to see the others, so I quickly smashed the big one with my foot and started picking the smaller ones up and crunching them between my teeth to kill them. After about four of them, my mouth started to fill with mlood, and I can't say why, but I knew it was Jo's blood.

I ran to her bathroom and began to spit the blood into her toilet. But everytime I emptied my mouth it filled with blood again. I looked up at Jo to beg for her help. Blood poured out of my mouth and she looked at me with disgust and told me I was no better than the bugs.



For the next dream, it's kinda confused. It restarted a few times and ended differently each time.

I dreamt that I moved into a new apartment with my family and unexplained things kept happening. While I was making my bed when I shook out my sheets, they outlined the shape of two people looking at me, but I couldn't see them unless the sheet touched them when I shook it out. I assumed they were ghosts, and because I'm scared of ghosts, I ran over to my stepmother's room to tell her what I'd found, and she communicates with them and finds out that they are husband and wife who died together. We lived peacefully with them. Then, one day, I sensed they were trying to tell me something, but I couldn't communicate with them the way my stepmom did. I turned on the TV and asked them to try as hard as they could to get the message to me through the TV. They both appeared on screen screaming and saying the "he" was coming back and telling me to run. Another ghost appeared on screen all ugly and malformed and mouth sewed shut. He attacked the other two and they disappeared, but when he came for me, someone, I don't know who, jumped through the doorway and yelled a few words and he was silenced. I later tried to impress one of my friends with the story, and brought out a sheet and tossed it over a place near the window. It outlined the shape of the third ghost lying on the floor. My friend laughed and punched the ghost's head, and it leapt up and attacked us.

The dream started again in a similar way to the other one. After living peacefully with the first two ghosts, while tossing the sheet, it outlined the shape of a four-headed beast. I screamed and ran and told my stepmom that it wasn't two nice ghosts, but one four-headed demon and she turned on an old radio and held me while we waited for it to communicate, then it went dark and the dream started again.

This time when I tossed the sheet it was only the woman who was outlined. I sat with her in my room and she told me about how her husband who was interested in magic had summoned the demon that killed her. The demon, who looked like the third ghost from before, came and attacked us.

The dream started again and this time it was only the man. He told of how he had died in a car crash and had been waiting for his wife and watching her when he had grown bored and accidentally opened a doorway between worlds, summoning a demon who had killed her and now her ghost resided in the same house, but would not speak to him. We heard the growl of the demon, and then I woke up.

Is there "bad blood" between you and your friend, or perhaps another friend other than the one in the dream? Did you recently exchange harsh words with a friend that created an atmosphere of tension between the two of you? The dream about the bedbugs could represent this.

The dream about the train could mean you see many different tracks or paths to choose from on your life's journey. Seeing all the different tracks could represent this and you are getting on the train to head to your next destination in life. You are leaving behind the "rundown" station, or the old way of life. You described the ride as being "bounced around." Do you feel you are being "bounced around" by family and friends trying to make decisions for you?

The ghosts dream could be a representation of past memories that have faded but are coming to the surface to "haunt" you.