I only remember a bit about both of these two dreams I had last night.
The first one took place in what appeared to be a new house that my family moved to.
It was on the street that the library is on, and it was not too far up the road from it.
It was night and I was walking around the house looking around, and for some reason at least two of the doors in the house were open.
I found that odd, and so I started to explore the house to make sure that it was secure.
The house was not too big, the wind was blowing some of the curtains on the windows, the moon was bright, and everyone seemed to be sleep.
There was a living room when you first walk into the house, and the entrance was connected to the sidewalk outside.
Connected to the living room was a hallway and on the first door on the left was my parent’s room, and the first opening on the right was the kitchen.
Past my parents room on the left was another entrance with enough room to put some shoes, hang some jackets on the wall, and to have some decorations.
On the right of it was a family room similar to the living room, but without a television and there were bookshelves.
Past that was a bathroom on the right, and on the left was a strange dining room that had a door.
I stopped to go into the dining room, but I think past the dining room there were four more rooms; probably 3 bedrooms and another bathroom.
I went into the dining room, and there was a big table in the middle of the room that was big enough to hold/sit at least 14 people.
The room was empty and it had no windows, to the left there was just empty space, and to the right there were stairs leading up to a bed.
I found that very odd, but cool, the room felt pretty secure/safe, and I thought that it would make a nice bedroom.
By the bed there was enough space up there to put something there to store clothing, and a little night stand to hold a few things.
I then wondered why the two entrances to the house were open, I thought about closing them, but I decided that I better ask my parents first; but they were sleep.
I then decided to go walk outside to check for anything suspicious, I saw a person walking down the street, but he was not acting suspicious.
The wind was blowing nicely, the moon looked nice, and everything was realistic & felt safe.
So I went back inside, and I decided that I would just walk around and make sure everything stays safe; but then I woke up.
My Former Coworker Mrs. VS
I had a dream that, an unknown young couple (or maybe one of my cousins and her husband or something) and I, went to see Mrs. VS.
I knocked on the door and Mrs. VS answered it, and she stepped outside and I said Hello.
She asked: “Who are you, and she asked if it was (me)?”.
I responded: “Yes Mrs. VS, it is me, can you see me?”.
She said that she had lost vision in one of her eyes, and she said that she could barely see out of the other eye now.
She looked very old now, she looked tired, and she looked a bit depressed.
I asked her how she had done, but she seemed to not want to talk about herself, and she only said that age had caught up with her.
She then asked me how I had done, and she said that I always did look like a successful young man and that I probably have done good in life.
I told her that actually I have not been very successful so far, and that I never did think I was much of a successful person.
I told her it had been so long since we last talked, and that I could not decide where to start first, and so I started to prepare to tell her my life story from college until now; but then I woke up.
This first dream antagonist was the best sword fighter I ever had in a dream, and maybe the fastest fighter ever in a dream too.
In the dream I was at a Ryan’s Buffet Restaurant with my family, and two of my brothers and I had to use the bathroom.
We went to the bathroom and I opened the door, and saw about four police officers getting killed by a clown with sharp teeth with blood all over his mouth.
I told my brothers to run & I told them tell everyone else to leave the building, and I would fight the clown long enough for everyone to escape.
The clown was biting, scratching, and hitting the police officers.
They were getting beat so bad that they could not even shoot their guns and the clown was smiling, eating some of the police officers, and he was drinking some of their blood.
I closed the door and I hoped that the officers would win, I was outside the door at this point, and I could not see what was happening.
I heard some gunshots from inside the bathroom, and I started to try to give myself courage, for if I had to fight.
I started to get serious and I felt like I would not survive the fight, and some how I had a katana at this point.
When I stopped hearing noises I went into the bathroom and all the police officers were dead, and the clown was eating and/or drinking the blood of one of the officers.
The clown saw me and he stood up smiling with blood on his teeth, he saw that I had a katana, and he started to laugh.
Then he pulled out a katana, and I think that he said that it will be fun killing you.
Then he ran at me super fast, so fast that I could only see a shadow-trail/blur of him. (He was moving so fast that you saw part of him standing while he was really somewhere else, and so he was so fast that my brain could not process his image/movements fast enough)
I started to block his attacks barely, the clown seemed surprised and he was excited that I survived his first few attacks, and he said that he had not fought anyone that had survived his attacks for that long for a long time; and that he was really going to have fun killing me.
The clown started laughing and moving around fast, but I kept blocking his attacks.
It was like the fight in the movie Blade when Blade was fighting Deacon Frost at the end, and sparks were flying off of my sword every time he attacked.
I knew that I could not survive longer, he was too fast and I could not even attack, and all I was doing was blocking & trying to dodge his attacks.
I started to feel like giving up, but I knew that I needed to waste enough time so that everyone else could escape.
So I started trying to give myself courage again, I reminded myself that this was my last fight, and that I wanted to die giving 100% of my full potential/power in this fight.
I then felt powered up like a hero fighting his last fight in a movie, and I started to attack the clown.
The clown was surprised, and we both started to block, attack, and dodge.
The clown was on the defensive now and he seemed to enjoy the fact that I was fighting better, and the clown even congratulated me for fighting so well.
But at this point I became tired, I knew that I had wasted enough time and that the clown was not tired at all, and so I knew that I was about to be killed by the clown soon.
So as the clown was moving in to finish me off/kill me, I woke myself up from the dream.
After waking up I went back to sleep, and I had a dream that a young woman from Japan (Japanese) was going to teach me how to sword fight better.
The young woman found me at Walmart, and she told me that she would come to my parent’s house to train me.
We went to my parent’s house, and we started to train in the yard.
The butler gave me one of the fencing swords, and it was super thin and it felt weak.
The young woman said that she was going to test my current sword fighting level/skill, and so we started to fight.
My sword was so weak that it broke after blocking a few attacks, and so I got another sword from the butler.
Each sword kept breaking until there were none left.
I asked her that next time could she please give me better swords, and I asked her why did she not give me a katana.
She did not answer my questions, and I woke up.
The Yellowish Circle Shaped Being (Entity)
My next dream took place at my parent’s house on a sunny day, that seemed like a Saturday.
I was in the house, and suddenly members of my mom’s side of the family kept coming inside our house.
I thought it was a family reunion or something, but I heard one of my aunt’s saying that some strange yellowish colored thing had brought them to our house.
I went outside and everything seemed normal except some yellowish being (entity) that had a circular shaped body and a circular shaped head, arms, no legs, no eyes, no nose, no mouth, and it had yellowish hair that was styled like Vegeta from Dragon Ball Z, it flew over our yard and it dropped off two of my cousins in the yard & it flew off.
I tried to run out of the yard so that I could follow the thing, but there was a force field preventing us from leaving the yard.
We went inside my parent’s house, and everyone was talking about what had happened to them.
It seemed that this entity was collecting everyone on my mom’s side of the family, and it was bringing them to our house.
For some reason it was trapping us in our yard, and no one knew why or what it wanted.
A few of my cousins (ME, DW, EE, ME, MG) and I went to the kitchen to think up a plan to attack the entity the next time it came to our yard.
We decided to take some alcohol, put it in some bottles, put a rag in it, light it, and throw it at the thing to burn it. (Basically a Molotov cocktail)
As we were making them, we heard people going outside, and so we went to the back door of our house to see what was going on.
The yellowish entity was floating outside near the back door, and members of our family were asking it what it wanted and why did it bring them here.
It just stood there and it said nothing, so my cousins ran to the kitchen to get the cocktails, and attack the thing.
All of them ran outside but each time one of them threw a cocktail at it, it just raised its hand and it would shoot the cocktail back at them, and then it would send them flying backward through the air knocking them unconscious.
I ran to the kitchen, grabbed a Molotov cocktail, and I ran outside to throw one at it while it was not paying attention.
But it raised its hand and the Molotov cocktail flew at me, but I dodged it, and then I ran to attack the entity but it sent me flying unconscious across the yard.
I then woke up in the dream on the ground in my yard, and my cousins were on the ground just waking up too.
I saw my dad raking the leaves, and then my cousins and I started to try to make a new plan to attack the thing with for the next time that it came again.
Then I woke up.
The Grim Reaper
My last dream was short, and I had this dream right before waking up one day, a few years ago.
I was at a dance, it seemed almost like a senior high school dance, and I was dancing with some unknown young woman.
We were having a good time and we were talking about something as we danced, but suddenly a portal opened up behind the young woman in the air.
Something that looked like the Grim Reaper pointed toward me from the portal, and it started to drain my life / life force / energy / whatever away.
I could not move and I felt like all my energy was being taken/drained, and that I was going to die.
I tried to fight it but it was too strong and right when I was about to give up and die, I woke up or I woke myself up from the dream.
I hope in the future that I will one day get a rematch against each of these dream antagonists, especially the clown.
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