Dream Diary - September 9th 2014

Dream Diary - September 9th 2014

A Chapter by dw817

Country Religion / For Love Of Paper / The Amazing Butane / Rainbow Religion / Vinster's Vindication / She Leads Me / Hospital Theft / Problems At P.E. / Bad Chicken Soup / Bully Advice


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© September 2014 Written by David Wicker
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This will be my new main Tuesday writing and I will add a new listing of 10 of my
dreams every week as long as I can remember or am reminded to do so.


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These entries are Rated: TEEN

Here are 10 more unusual and bizarre dreams I have recorded. And like the others - they seem to go all over the place.

BTW, TODAY is Rose's Birthday !


Dreamed of a family of foxes living on the outskirts of this town where the preacher there went before the people and gave them a sermon each day. Richard's relatives were there. I don't know how I knew that, but my 'memory' in the dream told me this.

Everyday we were all dressed up for church. The relatives were going to be in the choir. Then the preacher and them headed out on this long truck with bales of hay to go to other towns and preach and I told them, "Have a good time."


Dreamed I was getting white paper for art class and BOY what a challenge that was. There was a whole bunch of old men in the room and they kept trying to keep me in one part of the class - where the paper wasn't.

And I kept trying to fight them to get to the art supplies but they wouldn't let me. While the dream was frustrating, I was amazed at the amount of detail the old mens faces were; I had never seen the people before.


Dreamed I had this butane lighter, it was falling apart though and wouldn't turn off. Dad broke it. I put two pieces of them together and they were like psychedelic, like a laser light show. It projected an image on the ceiling - a cartoon show. It was an interesting dream.


Fuzzy dream. Something called the Rainbow Religion. There were hues - spectrum - faith, love, hope, compassion, charity. One person kept trying to disrupt the service, there were 12-things I was supposed to memorize.

I got my foot nicked by a knife. Mark DePlant was there too looking on. I remember at the end of the service, I gathered up all my religious supplies, but when I looked at them, it was just coloring books, crayons, and craft glue. Nothing to do with the religion.

I kept them though, went outside, and started to drive home, busy dream. Then I woke up.


[5] Dreaming me and Dad were touring this mansion. There was a person named Vinster who led the whole thing.

He was paranoid and while he gave the tour, he kept thinking up creative ways he might die in the future at the hands of other people. Then Vinster turns and attacks some of the people on the tour and they die the very ways he was describing.

There was a narrator too who described the macabre way each person died. I know one person drowned to death on dry land. A great gush of water came down, smacking them over the head and it continued until they asphyxiated.

It was a nasty and unusual dream. Me and Dad stayed at the back of the procession so we were last. I then woke up in fear when he reached for us in his rage.

[?] Some kind of random words, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Tairy Greene's Lemonade Machine, and the fellow who was driving an old and rusted truck. He had special glasses he wore and could see the road before it arrived.


Dreaming I was outside a church, apparently the service was over and we were going out to eat. There were girls all over the place in these beautiful rainbow-colored picnic full-length dresses.

In the dream I knew I was 13-years old. I had this black box like a radio that apparently picked up radio frequencies from all over the world. One of the girls came over and tried to explain it to me - how it worked.

But every time I reached over for the controls, she put an arm around me and kissed me. After awhile we abandoned the radio. She took me by the hand and we walked away from the church to this old abandoned house. She was leading me up the stairs when the dream ended suddenly.


Dreamed I was in a hospital. I know they kept changing all the sheets for me every day, but nonetheless, I kept getting chapped and burned by the sheets, as if they were put on a high temperature.

I then got a nosebleed and they sent a nurse in to give me tissues and tell me to keep my head back. As I was looking at the ceiling though it was like a kaleidoscope.

I looked down to see some doctors come in and try to take my stuff. I told them, don't do it.

While it scared the other doctors, one more came into vandalize this statue of a pixie fairy I had by breaking her wings.

I got into a fight with him with my bleeding nose and by the time we were done it looked like I beat him up bad even though I didn't.

A policeman arrived and the doctor took advantage of the fact he was covered in blood and said, look what he did to me !

The policeman arrested me and started to lead me away. Then I woke up.


[8] Dreaming of P.E. (Physical Education Class) but I couldn't find my other sock when it came time to change into our clothes for basketball. Mark DePlant was there, he wanted my pizza strip as apparently instead of having class, we were going to have pizza instead.

Oh yes, I couldn't find my shirt either, I had to borrow someone else's.


[9] I was playing this crazy video game that used brightly colored rocketships, like they were drawn by a child. There were some bullies there and apparently I was short, they kept dripping their ice-cream on me. I got mad and went into the street.

There was a witch who had a big cauldron of chicken soup. She kept trying to give me some but it didn't taste right and I kept spitting it out saying it wasn't correct. Then I woke up.


Dreamed I had punched one bully in the face and all of a sudden everyone was after me, like they were the police or something. The scene changed and I was in class watching a film about how to handle bullies without fighting them. We also had trays of food we could eat while we watched.

Some maids came in and took my food before I was finished. I followed them to see they gave my meal to some stray cats in the back of the building. For some reason I thought it was important to talk to to the cats.

But they wouldn't listen and kept trying to claw and bite me. Then I woke up.

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Your dreams seem to be quite interesting! I too, have crazy, random and sometimes scary dreams. I always right them down as ideas for stories later. You should try and make some of your dreams into stories or books. Some of them have serious potential of being great reads. Thank you for sharing.

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Your dreams seem to be quite interesting! I too, have crazy, random and sometimes scary dreams. I always right them down as ideas for stories later. You should try and make some of your dreams into stories or books. Some of them have serious potential of being great reads. Thank you for sharing.

Posted 6 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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