I had this dream last night. It's actually one that I've had before, in some form or another. Not exactly the same, but close.

In the dream, my mom and our 3 little dogs and I are more or less being held hostage in our own home by... *sigh* a giant dinosaur. It's loose outside for whatever reason and seems to have targeted our street, mostly the houses on either side of our end of the street, and most specifically OUR house. It's kinda like a Spinosaurus, but without the sail. And its body was very lean, and its legs super long. It's just really huge. And what's more, there seems to be intent. It's very angry. It WANTS to kill us. My mom is in the living room, watching TV while I stay out of that room because there are 3 large windows. The shade is pulled down in front of one of them, which, to my amazement, seems to prevent the beast from looking in.... It seems fixated on one window in particular--the one with the shade down.

I go over at some point and pull a blind down (somehow at that moment shade became blinds? Or maybe there's both overlapped??) and I peeked outside. I couldn't really see out at first cuz it was sort of dirty and/or fogged up, and there was a glare. But I tried to focus better and I saw the dinosaur standing there, staring in with nothing but hate in his eyes. His arms were up as if he was trying to put them against the sides of the window, but they just ended up sticking straight up (you know, like Raise The Roof, or "I'm Gonna Get You!"). It really freaked me out so I backed up. I wasn't sure if he'd seen me, as I had tried to be somewhat discreet, but I figured he did. I tended to stay in the part of the house where the dinosaur wasn't looking in, and I was sort of surprised (somewhere in the back of my mind) that my mom and dogs weren't causing any stir about it. In the past, I think we were much more actively trying to avoid all windows, as the dinosaur was much more actively trying to find us. This one was actually more passive than past incarnations, to tell the truth. He wasn't really looking for a way in--just standing outside being angry....

I was terrified that he would eventually just crack and tear the house apart, and I knew we had to get out before he did or we'd have no chance. And I remember that I suggested to my mom that he might do just that (but in a sort of offhand way, as I didn't want to panic her), and I said that I'd put the dogs' leashes and harnesses on so we could make a quick getaway. So I did just that.

And finally, I got everyone together and we snuck out to my mom's car, which is on the other side of the house from the front where Big N Bad was still glaring into my living room. We didn't shut the doors all the way, to avoid any loud sound. We sat there and I told my mom that there was a theory that T-Rex might have been able to run up to 45 miles per hour, and that this guy here was much taller with much longer legs, so that if we did leave it would have to be like bats out of hell. XD But don't freak and kill the engine I said, or we're really screwed. I told her I thought she could do it and we'd be fine. I didn't want to panic cuz then she'd panic, I feared. She asked me how I could be so calm, and I didn't really have an answer. But I told her that I really was terrified (and I was).

We were gonna turn the radio on at first, but I realized that the dinosaur would hear it. I also mentioned that it would be a good idea to think about where we were going because we had seen on TV that nasty mean dinosaurs were congregated in many places around the city. Mom said we'd be fine since they were grouped up and not wondering around EVERYWHERE. But I said they had legs, didn't they? Don't count on that being a safety net.

I was pretty much all the way awake by then and I imagined different endings. One was that we did drive off, and my cousins across the street were thankful because then they could leave without danger. I really was freaked out when I woke up. Scared. Not panicky or anything, but just out of sorts....

I had this dream I believe the day after the one about the coyote-cats, so it's been a while.

It starts with 2 guy friends. One sees on TV that there's this store in Canada (don't ask why Canada--I don't have any idea) that is hosting this big lottery-style massive money giveaway thing. I don't know who's actually giving it away, but it's being done at this big store. You go there, register (I guess) and just see. I forget what the total prize is, but there's a chance that the friends might walk away with a million dollars or more (9 million comes to mind for some reason. The total maybe?).

The one friend knows he's gotten on the other's nerves by not being as reliable as he should have been, so he convinces his reluctant friend to go with him. They get there and see inside that there are about a gazillion people lined up. The line snakes haphazardly through the front part of the store, apparently at no designated area.

The first friend kind of loses heart when he sees this, not wanting to irritate his buddy even more. He turns to the 2nd friend and says that maybe he thinks it's not such a great idea after all, since there are so many people there. But they decide to go for it.

At this point, the characters change. Instead of the 2 guys, the 2 people look more like me and my mom, but not quite. But I think that's who they're supposed to be...? At any rate "we" enter the giant store and get in line. We make our way around, and at some point, the line is supposed to go left, but my "mom" drags me to the right, following these women in front of her, who seem to have their own agenda. I was caught off guard by this as I clearly was not paying them any attention. But they had some kind of plot in the works, whereby a diversion is created to get other people ahead in the line distracted so that they can line-jump. It sounds really silly, but they were dead serious.

The leader woman pointed out this lady who was pushing a stroller with a small child/baby/whatever in it, and communicated that someone should go move it while the lady was bothering with something else at the time. At this point, I'm wondering what in the world is going on. Are they just gonna push the stroller away or make off with the kid altogether. I don't like the plan. But my mom gets selected and she doesn't seem as uncomfortable with it as I am. I don't remember what I say to her, but she lets me know that she knows what she's doing, as if she's done something like this before. I'm sort of at a loss, but keep moving forward all the same.

Eventually I'm the one who gets to the front. And I get selected for something. The dream is sort of hazy in my mind at this point, but I seem to remember some sort of animal being present. But then some other girl with the same name as mine shows up and I apologize and say that she can have whatever it is that I was being given. The girl had a pet dragon or something and I just didn't wanna mess with them.

The dream sort of fizzles out around then.

I had this dream around a month ago? Not sure, but here goes:

I remember standing in my house, except it was more like a combination of my dorm room and my old house (that I recently moved from). There's a wall with windows at either of 2 catty corners (and maybe windows along the center, but I don't recall that well). I look out one window, then run to the other--the one on the right--and it's because I see this massive bird flying around. Well,2, actually. There's a smaller one and a bigger one. The smaller one has longer, more narrow wings. The big one has more stout, wedge-shaped wings. It has a dark mahogany color to it, while the smaller one leans more toward grey. They're the biggest birds I've ever seen. I'm pretty sure they must be the largest ones in the world.

So, I'm then outside with my phone because I want to take a picture as proof. The thing is that outside, there are hills with lots of trees on them--a forest going far back. It's not like where I lived before, but more like where I am now (Wyoming). I end up in an area near a drop off. There's a big rock-boulder thing on one side of this area with no trees, with trees surrounding it.

I remember that I found a giant coyote-cat creature. That's what I knew it was. It was kind of tallish for a cat, and boxy. But its face was too pushed in to be a dog. It was just a combination of the 2. Only, I can't get close cause it keeps evading me in the woods. I don't remember now which one of the 2 it is, but I know that the larger one was not as friendly as the smaller one. I would almost call the big one slightly angry, but not quite. The smaller one was more laid back.

At some points in the dream, they have wings, and sometimes they don't. At some point, one of them (I think the larger) perches high up on this rock nest... thing. I go over to that area, I think to somewhere just higher, and look at it, and looks less like the lynx it resembled before, but more like a leopard or jaguar or something like that. It's just chilling out, sort of stretched out, lying on its side. It seems very different from how it was before. I dunno why, though. Anyway, it's lying on a bed of grass and straw-like stuff, as well as leaves. It's like an area it had previously prepared, but it's thin, so probably not that comfortable... just sort of... half halfheartedly assembled, I guess.

Anyway, I think that's about it.

I had a dream a couple days ago that was very strange (when are mine not?). Unfortunately, I had to jump up to get ready for a class (as I got up a little late), so my mind, you might say, went from 0-60 really fast when I woke up, causing me to forget the dream and think about other things. I do, however, remember the tail end of it. And so I don't forget THAT, I'm going to write it down here. :\

My mom and I were making our way from bizarre place to bizarre place, meeting equally bizarre people. We had a goal--we were trying to get somewhere or do something, but were being given the run around in this freakish dreamish way.

The last bits I recall are us being told by some man (a janitor or something??) that we had to go down this hallway to a room at the very end of it. So we entered through this door (from literally outside) and were in a long grey hallway. All the doors were open and these extremely rough looking women were standing in them, looking at us as we passed. Some had small children with them. It made me really uncomfortable so we hurried through. We saw the door at the end and opened it. My mom stepped through onto a paved area, fenced in. Like a parking lot? I can't remember. No cars or anything, though. There was a guy on the other side of the fence. We had seen him before in the dream. He actually was some sort of janitor or something. He was minding his own business till we came out, but then he watched us. He didn't do anything, but I don't think he approved of us.

My mom walked over to the edge of the place and was looking around. I stood in the doorway and held the door open because I didn't want to go out with her and let the door shut and risk being stranded out here. But then these... giant bees? Almost the size of small birds it seems like. They came over to me and were buzzing around me. But I couldn't shut the door on them cause my mom would be stuck outside. One of them stung me and I remember getting really sick from it. After that I don't remember anything.

(By the way, when I think about going out that door, sometimes I think of just a paved area, with that guy outside the fence. I know that part was accurate. But more often, for some reason I imagine a roof, like on top of a tall building. Then I think of the bees. Maybe it changed mid-dream, or maybe that's just what my brain tried to reconstruct after the few days since I had the dream. Dunno, but whatever.)

Some months ago, this last winter, there was a family of foxes that came at night and played in front of our houses. Anyway, I had this dream:

There was a really big fox--'bout wolf-size. It had light-light yellow-orange fur that was very short and curly and had the softest texture ever. Almost like a stuffed animal's silky texture. It was sitting in a tree--not visibly on a branch, but just kind of adrift in a thick sea of green leaves. I saw it out of my living room window. I was rooted to the spot. I called my mom over to look at it.

Then I was following it around outside. I think it wanted me to follow it, but I don't know why. We never actually went anymore important, that I can recall.

The dream is pretty old, so that's all I got now. Heh. Oh, and if anyone has any ideas about why a fox would be in a tree, please feel free to share them. ^_^

I just had this dream last night, but they are so easily forgotten upon waking up... or being woken up. Meh.

The only bits I remember are these:

There was this crazy killer guy we had to get, but he kept evading us. Though pretty much all early details are gone, I get this feeling like we almost had him, but due to someone's idiocy, he was able to get away and we couldn't touch him.

Then he kidnapped all the children of the people working the case. They were all about the same age--young--probably between 7 and 12. And there were a lot of them, too. I get a general number of around 15 or something. How he got them all, I dunno, but the worst part is that we couldn't do anything about it.

We knew where he was, but wouldn't barge in for fear he might hurt or kill them if we tried. Some kind of arrangement was set up somehow. Obviously I no longer remember how or why. We would not break his door down and storm the place, but we would give things to him to give to the kids. They had to be packaged one way or another, just not loose, and they also had to be labeled--what it was, the purpose of it, and exactly who it was for. The guy was very paranoid, I guess.

We passed along various things. Eventually the number of objects grew quite vast, each of the large number of kids getting multiple things. Now don't ask me why--it's a dream. I don't know why. We did inevitably get the guy, but I don't remember how. Grr. This is what happens when you get woken up. Bleh.

But anyway, we did get him and we got the kids out safely. That part wasn't an object of much detail to begin with, so I'm not too concerned with it. But I and some others who worked with/for me went into the broken down shack of a house afterwards to assess the damage, I suppose. We saw all the things we had passed along to the children. Every object was in a little bag, and they were all laid neatly in rows.

At one point, we had given over a puppy to cheer up a particular kid, but when we got inside, we saw myriads of what looked like tiny toy dog figures in their little bags. I looked on them with uneasiness, saying that the guy had killed all the dogs. That doesn't really make much sense. I imagined we'd given a puppy to each kid, and he had obviously killed them all, but why did they appear as little toys?

Now that I think about it, I think one or a few of them were still barely alive, in their plastic baggies. Creepy, yeah? :|

I wondered if he'd even given the stuff to the kids, or if he'd just sat it aside. I didn't know where the kids were, just that they had been taken out of the house sometime before we entered it, and were safe. As for crazy, I don't know where he was either.

I just remembered an old dream I had once and want to relate it, if I can remember.

I remember being in my house and it was night. My mom was asleep but I was awake, obviously. I don't live in this house anymore, but the whole time we lived there it creeped me out to no end for some reason.

At any rate, all I really remember was that there were these creepy-looking monster-demon things in my house and one of them had been sent after me. I ran and he chased me. I had a book with me. At some point I realized it was the book he wanted. It was a spell book of some type. I cared nothing for the book, but some other power had entrusted it to me to protect, whether or not I was aware of it.

.... I can't remember if I gave him the book or not... But he still was after me, so I don't guess it really matters. The last thing I recall is hiding in my bathroom, looking out into the hall. My mom's room was right across the hall, and I wanted to wake her up but was too afraid to move, I think. Either that, or I just didn't want to drag her into it. I forget which. The door to my old room, at the end of the hall, was open and moonlight streamed through into the hall. The monster was coming, but also, there was a shadow in the light-- something else. I think it might have been a cat, but I don't remember, unfortunately. It was coming towards me cause it knew I was there.

My alarm went off at this point and I woke up, but was still seeing the dream and couldn't move. Eventually I forced myself out of it.

There are details that I wish I knew now, but they are, sadly, gone. Oh well....

Ah *sigh* I had yet again another lengthy, overly detailed dream. Only this time, my mom shook me out of it and almost instantly it was gone. I was crushed because it was really deep and confusing. It didn't seem to be very useful at all. If anything, just bits of things I was thinking about recently.

So....

All I remember is that I was a part of a group of people, some friends, some not, and I let them use this weird house. It had belonged to someone evil, I think. Someone we defeated earlier in the dream I guess. Anyway, I lent it to them to use. It was crazy looking. There was all this abstract trippy stuff inside. And something about the windows was very important, but it was lost to me when my mom woke me up.

Anyways, one among us was this (random) sap of a guy who was always gloomy cuz he had lost someone he loved a long time ago. The rest of us decided to call her ghost to come console him cuz he was bringing the mood down, lol. She did, but she never said a word. He talked forever, trying to relate past happy times, and she only smiled at him. But eventually she just kinda cut him off and left us all hanging. She left with someone else. I don't think he was a ghost, but Idk. I can't really remember. The sappy guy was devastated that she just left like that, smiling all the time. She was just ready to leave, I guess. :\ There was something more to that that made it sadder--something the guy said, I think, but I can't remember what it was now.

After that, my logic professor of all people, who we had talked to earlier in the dream, finally got back to us. We had asked him to look something up for us. He called us over to his house, where we found him in little more than his boxers and in the company of a beautiful girl. I had little opinion of it in light of new info coming in, but I had the feeling that whatever he had been doing previously had gotten interrupted by a sudden epiphany. Lol.

He seemed somewhat bothered, or just excited/nervous/what have you. He said he was gonna show us something. He was like, "This," and stepped out of the way to get it, but as if it was meant to be, there was a sign behind him. His whole house, of course, was piled high with all kinds of odds and ends. The sign was just propped up against a desk, about a foot high and two or so feet wide. It looked like a giant Lite Brite board with big pegged-in numbers that said, "2018." The focus was on this as though it was something very ominous. I never did get to see what he really had meant to show us, cuz just then, my mom rattled me out of it.

I had this dream some time ago that I and a group of people, mostly friends of mine, entered this strange building. There was a reason for it, given earlier in the dream I believe. Only, I can't remember everything as this is old news.

Anyway. It was some old abandoned place. Like haunted place of some sort. It didn't have quite the same feel as in my other dreams, and this place wasn't like anything I've ever seen for real.

We don't really wanna stay there, but for some reason have to for a while. Or at least pass through. We get to this one room and everyone drops their stuff and starts talking about this and that--what to do, how to get out, etc. They're taking a break.

I decide to leave and check the place out. This guy who is with us--some famous person in real life (lol) is there and he has me lead him around this creepy place. I don't really want to because, No. 1. The place scares me, and No. 2. His presence makes me nervous (famous vs not famous).

I stay calm the entire time, but I can't escape the feeling that there is something here. Something that knows we're here. It's not like a ghost or anything, but more like the building itself. The place is falling apart, and as we make our way through, we eventually start to come back around to where we started. All the time, I'm becoming more sure that something not only knows we're there, but is maybe even watching us or whatever.

At one point, we turn a corner (right) and enter a very large room--a great hall of some sort, I suppose? The wall on our left is an outside wall, while the other 3 are interior walls. The center of the chamber is nonexistent. The floor has largely fallen away into nothingness--a great black abyss. The only area to walk safely is a narrow path around the outside. It's all very dark. Blacks and deep, rich blues. Everything is bathed in silvery blue moonlight through the myriads of enormous windows. They're so tall, as if they might even go all the way up. It's very chill. I don't think I've ever felt such absolute stillness. Kind of like in winter after it snows. Totally silent and cool. I don't sense so much dread as in my other dreams so much as a presence I can't positively identify and a distrust of it, coming from my thoughts of my other dreams in the past. It makes me nervous to be watched and followed by something I can't see or hear or touch or anything. Something probably infinitely stronger than me.

Across from where we started (I guess), we enter a small square room. From there we enter another, and another. The guy I'm with has to stop at nearly every room to look around, and I wait politely even though I wanna scream hurry up (especially at the last one). Anyway, I pick up the pace a little and we get back with the group. At least I wasn't alone this time, except that the person I got stuck with wanted to drag his feet. Something was really grabbing his attention. Everytime we would walk through a door, he would stop and look back and just stare, as if in vague wonder.

What a dummy.