Being murdered in a dream can have many contexts. For one, being murdered can represent a struggle between the way you see yourself and what you want to become. People very often use the idea that you must “kill” your old self in order to reinvent yourself into a new person with a whole new changed persona. So, being murdered may not necessarily be a bad thing rather it can be the signs that you want a change in your life. Other contexts can include being depresses, wanting to escape your life, or fear of something being represented as the person murdering you.
Why is “what Islamic dreams mean” the second thing to find answers to? How do Islamic dreams relate to being murdered in dreams? On the same note, why is “Christian being murdered in dreams symbols” sixth in this list?
WARNING: BRUTAL
I had a dream about 2 nights ago that really disturbed me. I was naked and being tortured, and no not in a erotic way. I had a snake sink its fangs into my testes and also was stabbed to death while laying face down on a bed. I don’t know why I had that dream, could it be as simple as sexual aggression or is it something worse? Is there something wrong with my psyche? Is it because of my bipolar depression and mania? Both?
My first bad Dream was over a month ago, I don’t dream often, if at all, most of the time. The only parts i remember I was looking at myself staring out a window, I hear a man calling out for help, i turn my head and look at someone, I look worried. I hear a female say my name questioningly, all I could think with this despaired look on my face was “its a bomb” and i didn’t utter any words, I just look back out the window, and this light gets brighter, and brighter, until I awoke, upright, gasping for air. I had felt like I had died, and nothing was real. It took me all of an hour to compose myself. My dreams are getting more frequent, and worse now, and they are never the same. Idek why im posting this, I just want them to stop now. I want to go back to never dreaming. My last dream I physically rolled out of bed 5 ft off the ground, because in that dream I was in my house talking with a friend, a HUGE dark figure kicked my bedroom door open, expertly places 2 shots into my friend dropping them, then 2 more into me as I lay in bed, the roll off the bed was to stop myself getting shot again, but when i look over my bed no one is there, as I check myself I am not shot anywhere, I am awake now, and it was only a dream. I don’t know what to make of them, and they are happening every other night now, different every time.
I first had a long spell when i was afraid to sleep, and i couldnt figure out why. I then had a nightmare where my teacher killed my friends and was going to kill me only to be stopped by my neighbor. The next night, i had a dream where a man broke in tried to convince me and my sisters our dad was a criminal, and when i went to ask my dad, he shot me in the back, and i felt myself die and layed dead watching him continue to shoot me.
For the last few months I have had a dream that comes up periodically about a man who kind of looks like someone I know is a serial killer and in the dream at any given point he tries to kill me and at some points has killed me. It wakes me up in a sweat and i can’t sleep anymore.
Recently I’ve been dreaming more and more that I am going to be murdered, for example last night I had to run away from an attacker (someone I know from college) until I was trapped in a room. The individual had taken the ashes of another girl and hidden them so they could murder me and replace her ashes with my own. I managed to escape and run for help where the attacker was arrested. I have had dreams similar to this for the last 2 weeks (that I remember) all of which I am being chased by an individual or group but manage to escape. I am going to university soon so the dream could symbolise change. I am unsure though, all I know is that despite the dreams being dangerous I am never scared and can think my way out of the situation. What does this mean?
I was in an istitute like a daycare for kids more for the parents though my friends were with me we went down this hallway to the basement where we were safe because there was murders around town and I witnessed a guy thrown through a billboard after my parents came to pick me up I didn’t feel safe anywhere and for the past few days my dreams have started to feel more real so just saying and when I went back there was this place to hide your stuff outside because you couldn’t bring it in when I was hiding it I heard an old cellphone start ringing and that’s the sound that all the witnesses said they heard and so I started to run towards the door as soon as I saw a car pull up and I just barely got in before he started walking towards me and the entrance to get in is like a long obstacle hall but he grabbed me and I woke up kind of afraid to go back to sleep I went to bed at 10 it’s 12 now
I recently had a dream of where my best friends sister-in-law ( who she actually lives with in reality ) had killed me. Murdered actually. I was at a gas station/ bar in my hometown that my family went to when I was little until it shutdown. I had left because someone kept spilling my drinks. When I tried to leave my best friend tried to stop me. I told her that I needed to distances myself so it doesn’t hurt as bad when she leaves for California ( which is actually happening in 9 days ). I went to get all of my things when the gas station/ bar had turned into the house I lived in when I was little. I heard a scream coming from the back room which was my dad’s room. I called for my best friends name, whenever her sister-in-law came out with a hockey mask over her face and was holding a long, pure white sword, yelling. I had asked if she was alright, and she starts running towards me. Once she got close enough to me she raised up the sword and stabbed me in left top section of my chest, near my heart. Next thing I know I’m awake, gasping for air. If someone could please give me advice to what this means, it be greatly appreciated. Thank you!
I had a dream about being murdered by my high school principal with another unknown man (I’m currently still attending HS) and it wasn’t my actual body that they were trying to kill. I was a piece of paper and they managed to catch me and the they hid my “body” inside of a dark closet. A piece of me was still alive and so I kept on hiding under the door frame, in and out as they both tried to catch my remaining body that was still alive. I felt trapped but somehow I ended up killing them (I am not sure how this happened but it did). After this, I returned to be my actual self and was running away across my neighborhood. I hid inside a very narrow barbershop in a panic, believing that I now had to disguise myself and become someone else since I didn’t want to go to jail for murdering someone. Then out of nowhere my mother was looking for me and as she came inside the shop, I felt a sudden fear that she would find me. She did and instead of panicking more, I felt relief as she said that she knew about what I’ve done, that its okay and that she would help me hide the bodies. After this I woke up with a major headache. Can someone please explain to me what they think this dream was about in their opinion? Thank you!
I looked this up because I just had a horrifying dream of being murdered by my father (who is actually dead himself). But he did the same thing my husband frequently does in real life in the dream. I was feeling extremely anxious and worried and looking for a way to escape and find a better life, and I said to myself that I was “so anxious that I felt like I was going to gag, vomit and bleed.”
As I starting walking down a path surrounded by trees on both sides to escape my father (I seemed to still be a minor in my dream and in waking life I’m 29) suddenly I was physically seized and the forest began to ignite around me and an evil voice laughed and said “I’ll show you how much I can make you gag, vomit and bleed.” I then got a tingling sensation all around my abdominal area and all throughout my kidneys and saw blood spray red up around me in the dream and heard laughing as I was thrown into the air and slammed to the ground…
I then woke up in horror shaking with fear…
This is about the third time I’ve had a dream in my adult life with my father as a demonic figure like this who brings feelings of fear and does whatever he can to increase my anxiety.
I want to clarify my husband doesn’t do physically violent things to me but he does sometimes meet my anxiety and worry with contempt and actually do things to actively try to increase it until I panic. Kind of like the opposite of having compassion for someone.
Also I want to clarify that I simply meant my dad is passed away in waking life. He died when I was 24.
He also didn’t do violent things but had a serious problem with narcissism… It doesn’t feel good to say that but it didn’t feel good to think that my dream description would be misunderstood either. Obviously I have anxieties and I am in therapy and I pray and meditate (obviously not often enough). I’m going to do so right now so I can actually get back to sleep.
I was stabbed and eaten in my dream, and my throat was cut. I was defending myself and grabbing that persons (a random guy I don’t know) knife and stabbing him to stop him killing me but I was in bits already. Then I called out to my friend to help me as I wasn’t strong enough she came out of nowhere and stopped him. I knew my other friends were somewhere in the background. We were also in a lake 🤷🏻♀️🤷🏻♀️🤷🏻♀️ I woke up and this is what’s super weird, I Felt aches and tingling in the places on my body that was eaten and stabbed, like I was still feeling the pain but I was awake? Strange.
It’s 7 am here. I just woke up from a nightmare and all I can remember is being brutally murdered and someone finding me. I don’t know who found me. I read that dreams of being Murdered mean you are trying to “reinvent yourself” and to do so you need to “kill off the old you” but I just don’t understand why my murder was so violent? Graphic details ahead***********************
My murder is very traumatic, I see myself being violently stabbed multiple times in the stomach and my eyes gauged out.
The security guard at my job lost his phone in the same area where usually only I hang out and was entirely certain that I was the one who stole it (even though I wasn’t). Last week, they threatened me and told me that I better have their phone, and of course I told the mgm’t but they had already said the situation was to be properly dealt with.
At work, I tried to avoid that guard as much as possible. This is where my dream starts.
I play Hearthstone and had to face some choices about what textbooks and topics I wanted to teach my students, but the choices I was allowed was getting slimmer and slimmer each time. If you chose the wrong thing, a Legendary minion would come to kill you.
I only chose one wrong thing that slightly irritated the CEO. After work, I paid close attention to the security guard so that I wouldn’t run into him, but as it turns out, there were multiple of him: one who was guarding the building, and one who pretended not to follow me as I left the compound. After walking multiple blocks, they caught up with me and made me miss my bus home.
Almost immediately afterwards, they attempted to stab me with a kitchen knife. I ran across the street hoping one of us would be hit by traffic but no luck. It wasn’t until I reached the other side and tried to fight that I woke up.
For some reason it was my mom and I staying in this like remote location in the woods (like my dream home) it’s a regular day I guess, I still look the same age, yadda ya. All of a sudden this huge dude with dark hair is there to kill us and is like psychologically torturing me. But for some reason, it takes forever for him to either realize my mom is there or just doing it to play me. But I end up stabbing him with something, I’m guessing a knife, which doesn’t work, I call the police (that’s when he ends up killing my mom). Next thing I know I’m running for my life in the woods after trying to stab him again multiple times, he won’t die, and I wake up screaming. I think I was killed and that’s why I was able to wake up.
I dreamed a man was constantly after me to kill me but I would always run away to my neighbour’s house or something. He would follow me amd no matter what I did he would find some way to brutally murder me and do other things to my corpse. Then its like the day would restart and I had to relive all that multiple times in a night.
In my dream there was a man that murdered me. He had long skinny legs along with long skinny arms. His eyes were bulging out of his body and he had a wicked grin on his face. Everyday since then, my house has been looking more a more like it does in the dream. I’ve started locking every window and door in my house. Everytime I think of that mans face I feel panic begin to rise in my chest and I begin crying.
This may be a demonic attack on your spirit. Or just a serious call to heal anxieties. I recommend some kind of spiritual healing with your higher power whatever that may be. It sounds like everyone in this list including myself could do with more of that…
I feel particular sympathy hearing this though since I’ve experienced dreams that happened months and years ago that still cause me to panic in waking life from time to time.
I dreamed one time about someone smoking in the house when there was a gas leak from my oven and it exploded and killed me, my husband and my daughter. I still check the stove all the time to make sure it’s off. Like multiple times a day. Anxiety is a real inner wound that needs real healing like any external one.
I just got back from studying abroad in Mexico and have been sick the last few days. I went to sleep late and in a good mood and had a dream about me traveling and meeting some new friends at a hostel, we are having fun and interacting with the locals and one day we meet some people who seemed off, but friendly and we interact with them. Next thing I know a few days we get taken hostage and are driving to this pier and I cant remember what their motive was, but we were separated and going to be used in some kind of exchange and then be released. They guy kept talking about how he was angry and I remember freaking out and trying to think my way out of it.
The next thing I know he is waving a gun at me, my friend ends up breaking away and steals someone elses gun and I see him sneaking up and I plead with him not to because I dont want the guy to kill both of us, and I accidentally gave away that he got free. In a few seconds the guy turns and shoots my friend in the chest and walks up to me, places the gun to the side of my head, pulls the trigger and everything else goes black. I feel nothing, but can see the image of what happened in the back of my mind. I’m also thinking damn, I should have went to church, I guess I’m going to hell.
A few moments later I wake up and freak out like what in the hell just happened and I dont recognize my surroundings. I get up and start my routine and I remember everything and I am thinking am I dead, in heaven, hell? When I see some people who seem familiar and start talking and realize that I have a completely different life in this moment. When i was killed my conscienceness was sent to another body, but I remembered what happened in their life as if I had lived it with them, or looking forward or back into a reincarnation?
The behavior of me in my dream was very unrealistic as I know for a fact I freeze up in any life or death scenario. The images were so graphic. The people were so detailed, my friend wasnt someone I knew, and the guys/killers in the dream weren’t from Mexico but were obviously latin/Hispanic bute from another country.
I forgot about it until I saw something that reminded me like 15 minutes after I woke up. I’m kind of shaken up right now and the dream intertwines a lot of things I have been noticing lately in life. I have also recently accepted completely stepping away from the religion I was raised to practice and asked for a sign less than 48 hours ago from whatever diety or other larger force there may be in the world, so it all seems too coincidental and I want to look into this and other stuff because I feel that there is so much more I haven’t even gotten close to a glimpse of understanding.
Someone suggested maybe I’m aware or another consciousness or something latched on while I was abroad and is trying to show me something?
Thank you so much for reading of you made it this far!
I dreamt that I was in an old unstable house, with no lights, and winding hallways. Most of the windows were either barred, nailed over with wood planks, or shattered, broken up glass that I couldn’t get through. The house was surrounded by a literal fence of flames, a perfect square. The only way out was the front door, but the kicker was there was also a murderer chasing me. I was half trying to escape, half trying to kill him, as some part of me determined I should go after him with my only weapon, a broken beer bottle. I nearly made it to the front door when he found me. He had no face, just black clothes and a jet black, face with no visable features. He had a knife and a gun, but chose to only use the knife. He tried to kill me, but I kept up a good struggle. I knocked him over, and ran to the door. It was locked, and just outside were the police, but they didn’t hear me. Then I died inexplicably, in front of the door, screaming out through the barred window on the door.
I’ve been shot in the head multiple times in multiple dreams and i can’t see the guys face and the thing is I don’t wake up I go to like a heaven type place
every day I have dreams of being killed. (mostly shot or stabbed). The worst one I had was last night. I was in a shopping mall or something and someone came in and started shooting people. I didn’t see the shooter, but I heard the gunshots and I tried to run away, but the place was already surrounded by police and police cars so no one could leave. One of the officers caught me trying to escape and he asked if I was injured. To which I replied, “No, I’m fine sir.” and then he pointed behind me and said, “You’re bleeding.” and I looked behind myself to see that I had left a trail of puddles behind me. Huge puddles of deadly amounts of blood were coming out of me. I think I was shot but I didn’t notice. The sight of all the blood made me faint and I collapsed on the ground.
In my dream, my husband is standing a few feet away from me and I’m screaming for help. He’s always laughing, smiling or talking to someone else while I’m being either killed or getting hurt by some force that isn’t human…. I know it sounds crazy, but sometimes, the person or thing that’s killing me is either his face or just a black head with no features…
Perhaps you feel disconnected from him, that you want to be able to rely on him but can’t, that you can’t depend on him either physically or emotionally. Maybe you feel like he’s suffocating your life, while still living his own, in the context of you being killed by either a faceless thing (an uncontrollable force) or him (his actions) while he’s laughing and or talking to someone (being happy and not held back).
The dream started at my school, but it was different, the classes and buildings were different and in different places. I was talking with this beautiful girl, she looked like my crush, let’s call her Sophie. I was flirting with Sophie, and asked her to go out with me, she laughed and said she’d love too, we agree on a place and time for a picnic, about midday on a picturesque little hill. the day we had the picnic, we talked, laughed and ate, then she looked me in the eyes and said ‘I love you’ before she stabbed me in the heart with a large silver blade. I woke instantly and felt like I had blood pouring from my chest, i thought I had actually been killed.
{I’m 15, and all the places from the dream were familiar to me.}
It sounds like maybe you want to be close to someone but feel like you can’t, or are afraid of being hurt. In the dream she tells you she loves you before she kills you, perhaps emphasizing your fear of being in a relationship, especially a hurtful one.
I had a very lucid dream where I died while swimming away from a collapsing building near the ocean. Once the building had landed on me; immediately I was a specter capable of free flowing movement (I was my spirit trying to cope with the fact I had died, like dream astral projection). Next, I begin to see my close friends pull my body to shore and mourn. Cut to my funeral, I could see it was for close friends and family, though there was an empty seat. On the seat was a book put together by those attended, I flipped through it to see actual pictures of myself, with friends and family, etc…though the pictures are actual real life ones, as well as the descriptions. The missing person happened to be my new ex girlfriend who never attended, after flipping to the end I see pictures that have myself and a family and a house. I see people paying their respects while I am reading this; astonished. Cut to my three best friends outside of one of their homes talking with one another, the only part I heard “Well I guess it is time to let her know” Wake up in a panic and study that part of it was because my life went through a difficult change (hence the absent ex) but I can only speculate what else it was trying to tell me. Feel free to pick it apart, I am no stranger to lucid dreaming and night terrors involving sleep paralysis. I’d like to hear what your interpretation could be.
Thanks – John
I had a dream where I was confronting someone for trying to kill my sister but when her death did not occur, they sent people to kill me. I drove off but was followed by many different vehicles and eventually wrecked my car. The dream flashed and I ended up in a bedroom in a house surrounded by people sent to kill me. In the end, a person who killed me in a previous dream I had appears and is the person who kills me again. I am shot in the back. Before he kills me, I say prayers and ask him if he really has to do this. In the dream I must have known him but, in real life, I’ve never met him. At the end of the dream, I wake up from the nightmare but am greeted by a friend who has apparently been taking notes of what happens when I sleep and she’s written, “No junk food before sleep, it gives you night terrors”. Then, I actually woke up.
I had a dream where I was murdered. Shot point blank in the head, followed up by the shooter then putting the gun in my mouth and shooting me again. I could feel my entire head and neck fall apart. Minutes later, there were two people next to me, talking about my death..I didn’t know who they were. Suddenly, a small spinning, twirling, flying light appeared. I heard one person ask the other what it was, and the person said He is here for her. Immediately I heard the light speak to me, and it said something like “ I have come for you”. I was not scared at all..actually felt happy. We flew through the air for only seconds before the light turned into whom I believe to be Jesus. He was not dressed in white, but I “knew” it was him. We made a quick stop, and a dog was playing. I was thrilled to see a dog, because I love them immensely. Someone to Jesus, “ She loves dogs”, and He said “I know she loves and cares for dogs very strongly”. I said, “It’s because you built me that way”, and He said, “Yes, that’s right”. I was happy and at peace, and then I awakened.
I had a dream i was tied to this stone bed and a really scary guy was sawing me in half with a chainsaw he cut both my arms, legs and was still alive when he cut off my head then he hid my remains in a barn because apparently i worked at the farm and i had lots of people looking for me since i went missing.
then i was a ghost and was trying to contact this girl in the barn giving her hints of where my body was hidden by knocking stuff on the ground and writing on paper. until she found my body. then i was able to finally walk outside of the barn just to be welcomed by the most beautiful landscape ive seen in my dreams it was like the ocean on a sunset, the waves were being made by two gigantic clouds shaped like hands. i never felt so sad in a dream i actually woke up crying from such experience.
A long time ago I had this vivid dream. I was beheaded by an axe thrown at me by a guy wearing medieval armor, chopped my head clean off and I fell to the floor. My soul was in the head, and I saw my body still standing. I was wearing like 1700s old fashion clothing and I was with a group of friends. We were traveling to a mansion on foot for some meeting with someone, and that’s where I died. After being beheaded and closing my eyes, I woke up. Felt no pain.
too much for honor? lol
I had a dream I answered a public phone and a woman’s voice with a spanish accent told me “you are murdered.” There was not much more to the dream just that very vivid impression and those very specific words. My first thought in the dream was that the call wasn’t meant for me but there was no one else with me –the place wasn’t clear maybe a restaurant , maybe a hotel—no other people in the dream
It appears this was the only point of the dream– strange, I live where almost no one speaks spanish, or has an accent, and obviously there are almost no public phones anywhere anymore.
In my dream there was a hole, in the garage. Also in the garage with me was my slightly younger sister, and another girl who I had never met, she was overweight and lowering herself in and out of the hole as if it was a game. What had not been mentioned is that the bottom of this perfectly round hole looked as if to not exist. At first, I took it as a joke, I was going to do something that was risky whereas she might fall in. I soon realized that if she, or anyone, were to enter the hole, they may never be seen again. I quickly went from having fun to being legitimately afraid of the hole being close enough to be visible. I stood near the hole trying to warn her to stay away, my sister still had not left the stool next to the open garage door, and had seemed to be ignoring everything. The girl ran near the hole many times, before that scene one ended, and scene two began. I was now inside the house, with my sister again, my older sister was out babysitting. My father had to go to work, so he did. It got late and me and my sister were standing and eating at the table. Then we went into the bathroom to flush something down to toilet. Being near the closed shower curtain I heard breathing, that of a man who was a friend of my dad. I am not at all sure how, but I knew it was his friend that in a fragment of memory, I remembered to looked like a less well put together Morgan Freeman. In the fragment all I saw was him looking at me, it was not the type of look the real Morgan would give, or a kidnapper, or even a pedophile, he seemed unstable. So, I casually washed my hands and closed the bathroom door, then used a hand motion to get my sister to follow me outside. I told her and we raced down the block. Then things got strange. We were in a neighborhood of cookie-cutter houses, and ran into a party being held in somebody’s front yard. There was a little kid up in his room, which had five tall windows reaching from ceiling to wooden floor. The house was raised on a hill, so the kid was looking down on us. Me and my sister climbed on the trampoline, not to jump, but to give the man an obstacle. Have you ever seen one of them arcade basketball games? With the net to catch basketballs that had not made it? Well he had a giant one outside, it almost seemed as if he was not allowed to attend his own party. We climbed on top of the arcade game, which may I remind you was almost eight feet tall, and saw them. The man was acting as if he had been here the whole time, and after spotting us called our father. Him and our father were standing near the game. Scene three. The end is nearing as our father did not believe our accusations, correct accusations. My sister decided to go to her mothers house the following day. It was just me and my father, so he asked me if I wanted to go to the water park with the man. I said no, and we got into a huge fight. I arrived at the hotel for the park, and saw my brother (which I do not have) walking up the stairs, we were the same age by the way, but had different mothers. I guess my fictional father was a player. I reached the doorway. Entered. I never left that hotel room alive, as he had killed me. After dying, I had to watch my family bury me in my grandparents backyard. My father never came to his senses and the man got away. My murderer was free.
This was almost written like a story, I mean, I guess all dreams are stories.
BACKGROUND INFORMATION ON ME
– I have always hated my dad
– I have never so much as laughed at one of his jokes more than 4 times and I am nearing 15yrs
– My mother was not presented in this dream as him and her are split, this dream lasted two fictional days, and I stay at each house for 3.5 at a time
– My mother wouldn’t have made me go to a water park with a man I sincerely believed would kill me
– Also my name above is made up
– If you read this far you may know that my real name is Zac and my email is also fake
I dreamt that I was told not to go out but I had to find my daughter so I went anyway being careful and staying on the main open roads. A stranger was out too and walked toward me. That’s all I could remember. Then my husband found me and was happy but I dropped down in front of him, there were no marks on me but I was dead.
After a pretty intense and vivid dream about random people and an unrelated number of different stories I found myself in a new chapter where I was walking into a rather shady and unsavoury bar. Tjust passed the entrance were some rough looking young men playing pool. As I passed them I accidently knocked a pool cue over and broke it as it got caught on the leg of the pool table and in-between my own legs. The guys were pretty annoyed and instantly became aggressive. I tried to talk myself out of it by being funny and apologising for being clumsy but they continied to be aggressive towards me and theaten me. They played with me for a while being intimidating and trying to scare me in a corner of the bar. They threatened me indirectly about getting me when I left the bar. As I left the bar I noticed two police officers (female) and I instantly told them I needed help. The police officer that noticed me agreed to help but insisted on speaking to me in front of the men. After feeling agitated I asked her if it was at all possible to speak in private at the station as the men responsible for the threats were only a few feet away. She agreed and we walked outside. As we did I felt more confident and pointed out the men to her who smiled at her and tried to be friendly. Just as we agreed to go to the station the police officer became distracted by somebody else in an alleyway just outside the bar and as she walked away one of the men, a long haired creepy looking one approached me and grabbed me from behind and instantly took a blade and sliced deeply several times in a sawing action through my throat. I remember at the time of it happening feeling both panic (oh my god I’m going to die) and harmony. I held my throat together with my hands and begged the officer to return and help me. As she did I sat down on the floor and noticed the large amount of blood pouring through my fingers and onto the floor and said “tell my daughter I love her and that whenever she feels a chill behind her or a strange sensation it’s just me making sure she’s ok and being there for her”. I immediately woke up in a fever like sweat and had to get out of bed. I often have very vivid dreams almost like movies but this was the first time I was killed in a dream.
I was with a girl who had this disturbing family in the dream, I had convinced the father, which seemed the most unstable and dangerous, to let her leave with me. Everytime we finally went to leave the father would snap and the family would start killing others and then come after me. I remember hiding and running down streets to get help but they never could keep me safe. The man would show up with others and kill everyone. I made it to some bar and was asking for help but they found me and chased me into some warehouse where they began to try to eat me. It seemed like a loop and I swear the way he killed me seemed different each time but it didn’t make me wake up. Always the same family that I don’t know and the people I found to help me always seemed to be in on it like some sort of cult.
I had a dream that I was sleeping next to my husband. Which was weird because I’m not married or do I have a boyfriend for that matter. And I remember in the dream waking up to two people breaking into my house. And I also remember seeing my husband getting killed. And I was getting chased around the entire house. I was running around the house finding phones that didn’t work. But when I finally found one I called 911 and I got saved from the cops. But it is a really weird dream and I can’t remember the rest.
I had a dream I was visiting a teacher at school to get help and all of the sudden he tried to kill me by stabbing me multiple times and he tried to strangle me and somehow I was able to escape and I remember running down the hallway screaming help and it was dark and for the first couple classrooms they were empty but then I found some help. I didn’t die in my dream but it was close.
I dreamt I was at this older and smaller resort with my friends when this guy was making and offering everyone hot dogs for free so I got one and once I finished mine with a clean plate I was going to go tell him how good they were. Without asking he just put another on my plate and I handed it back and said no thank you. He got furious about it and got up in my face. Then he dragged me off and thats when I woke up. The resort had a two pools. One that led into this disgusting lake that me and my friends where saying was so gross then another clean one with some people swimming in it. Waking up left me in tears and nervous. I’m also a teenager if that matters at all.
I had a dream I was in a mystical club of magic and I saw a dead uncle. As I was waking up a guy blew powder in my face and I blew it out and when I stood up he stabbed me, then I woke up. He must have been trying to harvest my organs. I am half colombian stuff like being drugged happens on the streets sometimes down there.
I dreamed that I was shot execution style, but didn’t die instantly. Instead I focused on my killer’s face- a man in his forties or early fifties maybe, Caucasian, nothing extraordinary about him- and tried to will that image into my boyfriend’s mind in the hopes that my killer would be caught. I watched this man until my sight turned black. I then woke up and instantly messaged my bf, only to find that his best friend of 43 years had shot himself.
So I keep having this dream that this woman and her husband murder me and sometimes even my children in front of me while their children watch. They are always Spanish, not sure if that’s relevant, but they have dark hair and dark eyes. I think for some reason that scares me even more. Last night I had the dream again and it was taking place by water and we all ended up in a boat and then a very eerie looking lake house where I somehow managed to escape with my children, killing the constant murderers. Or at least it seemed like I did. These dreams feel so real that one of the last times I had it I had to be woken up because I was crying and begging for help in my sleep. And I wake up with the same anxiety that I had in the dream. This is has been going on for about a year- year and a half on and off. It leaves me feeling very uneasy and I was just hoping someone could help me understand what this might mean for me. Especially if it’s a warning of things to come. Thanks.
Just now I was woken up my a nightmare. I haven’t had one in a while. My cousin and I went to a dance room and met with two other girls. I know them but those two girls never were friends. We got a letter addressed to us and by the way they were talking, it looked like we had gotten some before. The letter said to put on nice clothes and run down to the river by my grandmas house. I kept begging them not to go but they told me we had to. We all took off running but lost the two girls. It was just me and my cousin and an empty picnic table by the river. Then someone came up and stabbed me. I was dead but my cousin got away. The person who killed me sat down and started sketching me. DEAD. Then put me in the library for my cousin to find me.
I also had a dream a while back that we were all put into a gutted out grocery store ( I think it was Walmart) and everyone was lined up to play games and eventually die. I was with my best friends family and we all got separated. I got by not being killed by offering things to the killers. Like helping them get stuff they need. They kept me until the end where there was a terrible death. They had my brother stand in front of me with a plate of crackers and blood. He had to dip a cracker in blood, eat it, turn around and be killed. I woke up crying and couldn’t go back to sleep. I was traumatized.
I’ve always been dreaming weird dreams and by the time I wake up, I would start forgetting bits and pieces of what happened in my dreams.
It’s happening to me again right now where the details of dream is leaving me slowly but I can still remember the details more vividly this time. I was in a work environment (more precisely, the setting was in the company I was working in currently). I knew there was someone out there – a man trying to kill people around me and eventually kill me as well. I have no idea who this man was in real life (partly bc the details are leaving me and partly the information in my dreams is very disjointed). However, in my dream I knew the man and by all means I had to ignore all the murder that happened and pray so badly that I wasn’t the next victim.
I am having anxiety issues in my workplace so I’m not sure if there is a reason why the setting of my dream has to be at my workplace. But all I can remember from this dream was that I want to leave that workplace and hopefully the man doesn’t come after me to kill me. Throughout the whole dream, I’m just witnessing the evidence of his murder (bloodied bags filled with human bodies – tho I could not see the details of the victims, I knew they were killed and wrapped in a bag) and also trying to run away from being the victim till I was woken up. The fear in me was so strong in my dream but being woken up, the fear is still there and I’m not sure what this means.
I just hope someome can interpret this bc I’m coming up with nothing much and for my own reasons – that I don’t forget the details for this dream at least till I have a better understanding. Thanks for reading this tho, at least 🙂
I had a dream where 5 of us were put into a house and used for a twisted game show. There was borders around the house and whoever made it past the border got to live, but there were people with shotguns and rifles shooting at us as we try to escape. A girl ran out to try and get past the border but she was getting shot at, so she ran back in the house and she told me there’s no point trying to win “the games rigged what’s the point?” She then ripped a leg off of a chair…. or something wooden, and stabbed herself in the face with it and killed herself. I decided I was going to escape and I made a run for it. But no matter how fast I’d try to run.. I was stuck in a jogging-like speed. I almost made it to the border when a man with a shotgun hit me with the stock of his gun. I hit the ground and looked up, he laughed and pulled the trigger… he had shot me in the face.. my face was half attached as I took my last few breaths before I looked to the right and just let myself die.
I dreamed about entering a dark old house and barely seeing nothing, besides a man that I don’t know entering through the door with a big knife heading towards me. I scream as loud as I can for enyone to hear me, and then I get stabbed to death.
I always have weird dreams, but my latest dreams have been intense. I would be standing outside my home and I would see two people fighting two houses from mine in their covered driveway, like pushing each other, both are men and in the dream I know them but in life I have no clue who they are. I dreamt that I stepped in-between them and then this sudden pain from a gun or knife I am not sure is stabbed/shot in my chest. The men are not there anymore but I lay on the ground blood pooling and I feel numb, I look left and I see a long row of walls the same then I see the newspaper with my picture on it but then I stand up from the ground and walk home and everyone is talking about my death then it jumps to the other guy that said sorry to me then I wake up… its very weird and I oddly feel at peace after the dream…
I think the explanation is almost true for me, but in my dreams I think the murderer is my former self coming after my current, more successful self. In my dream there’s a wild, chaotic woman trying to kill me. I spend my entire dream running and hiding from her. I think she is me and I’m trying to reconcile the person I used to be with the far more responsible and levelheaded person I am today. It’s possible that it could mean that I have a fear of self-sabotage, which is a pattern I’ve followed throughout my life.
I keep dreaming that I and my family will be killed somehow. The other night, I dreamt that a guy was trying to shoot me and my family, but me in particular. This dream was set into separate scenes and was very vivid.
Secondly, and even more creepy! I dreamt that this horse was in our house and was going to trample on me. After this, I went up to my Mum… to see that a creepy blue doll- that looked like a clown doing this dance in her mirror. I asked Mum to come and see it but as soon as she did it vanished. After that she said “oh my goodness. Thank you so much for spotting that! It’s probably downstairs with the gilotene” 😰
Plz interpret these dreams for me! I’m at this current state that I’m in school but haven’t done so well recently and am desperate to improve.
Is this the reason why I’m having these horrible and vivid nightmares 😰😰
I dreamed many nights jn a row that im being killed. Not falling, not being chased, but killed and in every dream I was killed in another way. Once i was shot by a stranger in the head, once I was pushed into some labyrynth with another person and we tried to escape but we were killed by some monster of sort i dont know. And one that i remember the clearest is…
First thing i see is a grave in the middle of some nice peaceful typical American neighbourhood… thwn i kinda go back prior to seing that grave. I was walking in some American neighbourhood (im from south,southeast Europe) and all of a sudden there was a car that pulled over by me and guy in it had a gun and told me to get in so when i got in i saw a couple guh and a girl in the back seat who werent saying anything. We drove in silence to some backyard, not the same as one from the beginning of the dream, where 4 of us sat for one table. Then the kidnapper took out a knife and said “now were going to play a game, and oneof you isnt walking out alive”. He spjn the knife and on who the handle pointed he had to kill the one on who the knife pointed and he spjn the knife and the handle stopped pointing towards that guy and edge to the girl. Then i remember saying… “No, dont do it, (and saying to the kidnapper) kill me” … then he killed me. Can anyone explain to me is this normal? What does it mean to be killed so many times in so many different ways?
In my dream someone was knocking on my mothers door… Would say who they were as she asked… So I go open the door… Then bang… I was shot right in the forehead smh
this life is so tireing getting older my body and brain and will to go on
in my dream i was being chased around by the same people but in different waves. i had friends who helped me fight back and stay alive until the last fight. i felt the most hopeless when i saw everyone with a chainsaw. at this point i was standing in a corner trying to swat chainsaws away with my bare hands. i ran through and got trapped into another corner. the thought of me dying felt inevitable. what could this mean?
to set the scene i need to say that my team and I (10 of us) are very close in age and friendships. we have a laugh and go out a lot as well. last night i dreamt that me and my colleagues had been at a fun fair and were staying in this huge mansion. we had heard that there was a murderer about and in the mansion and we needed to keep ourselves safe. Me and my friend were staying in a room together but were scared so asked our male colleague (only 1 year older than me) to stay with us in the spare bed. somehow i figure out that he was the murderer and that he wanted to slit my friends throat and stab me so, without giving away that i knew, i persuaded all my other colleagues to stay in a room together. me and my friend moved downstairs to be with everyone else and put all the mattresses on the floor but when i looked over i saw that the balcony door was open. I got scared and said we needed to search the room. the colleague who was the murderer came into the room and said he would help with the search (for some reason no one else knew he was the murderer) and i tried to shove him out the room. the rest of the dream is jumbled up, we’re all lying sleeping and then awake and talking and i am holding my hockey stick as a weapon. i then walk in on the murderer colleague telling my friend he likes her and goes to kiss her (it’s so weird as i can remember vividly what the room looks like, they’re stood in front of this huge roaring fire with a portrait of someone above but i can’t see who and there are old, really huge chairs in front of them) but i see the knife and run to stop and then it’s like a deadly game of hide and seek in the mansion as we’re trying to stay away from him and keep ourselves safe. what on earth does this mean?!
Last night I was dreaming I was back this area, like an old-not- so abandoned town. I’m driving and make a bad turn and I get this town. Deep inside I’ve been here before several times in my dreams. So of course I have the thoughts of this creepy house and suddenly I know there is a a murderer near that house. I’m stand outside my car and looking at these bang up houses. My stomach turns Bc I know I have a bad feeling in my gut. I’ve been here, I keep telling myself that. In reality, I have had this dreams several times in my life. Almost always the same but just a bit different at the same time.
I somehow get near this house and I see him (the murderer) and he sees me. I hide. Then I can’t leave Bc my car doesn’t work. So I’m at a bar figuring how to leave this town and he walks in. He notices me and I look away and act like nothing. Thingschnage right after as I’m no longer at the bar and at the creepy old house and some those people at the bar too. We try to leave but are locked out and he is all y’all ready? Basically to get killed or chopped up or whatever this man was going to do. I can’t breath and I know I’m going to die. The dream ends that way.
What the hell does that mean?
In my dream, I was in a restaurant sort of thingy. And a man lined five children up against the wall. Have them their last words and then shot them all in the head. I was crying so he brought me a glass of milk…..then he put the gun up to my head when I was drinking it and said, “Goodbye.” I screamed wait…just then a cop car zoomed by. But no cops ever saved anyone. Then he made me repeat this “I am a stupid Christian” I horrifyingly replyed realizeing he waned these to be my last words. “I go to church on Monday (I have no clue) and God isn’t real” I screamed at the top of my lungs “NO” and he shot me. Then I “respawned” as the same person but back in my house. In my dream I thought that God had given me a second chance. Then I woke up. Interpretations are appreciated. Thank you. God bless and have a great day.
My in laws came over to speak with my husband, I was upset with mother in law for not checking in with husband before then. We fought verbally and continued to fight. My husband didn’t even fight back. I just continued to battle with her for him. I finally said it’s time for you leave. And she said okay, and i had my hand out to usher her outside; she then turned and shot me in the head, only I didn’t really die. I was stumbling, but my husband didn’t notice… so I could have been a ghost. I looked for my body, but didn’t see it. My husband then took the same gun and put it in his mouth… I fought to wake up and did. I couldnt bear to watch him go through with that. Not the best feeling in the world… my mother in law get along fine I think. We don’t fight. We are cordial every time we see each other. Nobody is ugly towards each other…. this one actually shook me up. And now going back to sleep terrifies me. I don’t want to watch my husband die..I heard the gunshot in my head so clearly, knew the make and model. Never been scared of guns..
I had been kidnapped and my hands and feet were tied, so I couldn’t move. I was laying on a dirt floor and blindfolded. There were two more people who had been kidnapped with me, a boy and a girl. A man came in and I could hear the slicing sound of scissors being open and closed. He kept saying “in order” and eventually dragged the girl beside me into another room and proceeded to stab her to death with what I assume were the scissors. After the girl, he came back and got the boy beside me and did the same to him. After a while, he came back and dragged me by my hair into the room and took off my blindfold. He then proceeded to cut off my tongue with the scissors and then repeatedly stabbed me in my left eye. After that, I woke up.
I had a dream that the guy who will be my boss soon was holding me in his arms. I called him dad and he said “yes I’m here. Just relax”. He fed me a leaf that was a drug. I said “I feel funny”. An evil smile slowly crept across his face. I felt my arms go limp. His evil smile is the last thing I see as everything went black. Then I just see my body, cut up into pieces and bound with yarn. I don’t have a head. I am in the middle of evergreen trees in a forest in the mountains.
This isn’t what woke me up. My mind must have been disturbed by this image because suddenly flashed to an alternate way I die.
I am hang gliding with a man that is my old friend’s new fiancé… in that same evergreen forest. The line weirdly starts to become loose but luckily I am safely touching a rock. All of the sudden the man grabs my torso and we both fall over the rock to our deaths. The line must have snapped. THIS IS WHEN I WOKE UP IN A PANIC.
I’m sure you can imagine I am awake now completely disturbed and I’m afraid I won’t ever sleep again. Why did I have this horrible dream where I die twice in a brutal death?
Hello. I had a dream that someone was upstairs and looking out the window at these two figures, they looked like horrible ghosts. She didn’t move at all. She kept staring at them. I heard footsteps downstairs so I went down the steps and I saw a ghost in the living room. This ghost looked nicer. She thought I was the women upstairs and so she started cutting my fingers open and then I reackon I drinked something or something like that and then I died and that’s when I saw the drink (milkshake-chocolate) By then I turned into a ghost and then it changed the scenery to me in my house and I reckonised this boy who I went to school with about four years ago. He could see me and then I felt an attraction to him and then I panicked and tried to leave but I couldn’t.
Ive had a dream i was in a murder mystery. Kinda like scream on mtv right now. Or scream queens on fox. All of the people were getting one by one to get one billion dollars. I was about to get killed by someone who was holding a blue knife axe thingy with gold details around it. I ran for my life suddenly i ran into him/her. They put the knife down but i still ran and they chased after me . I reached the door but i realized i was still in the house. I looked for another exit and i got to it. I tried to kill myself after. I somehow got resurrected and the host gave me a knife to kill somebody with. My eyes showed a screen that said ” max is the killer go kill him” i found him but i was crowded so i had to do it at night. We all had a meeting and the host gave somebody a knife. She said “what if i kill this little girl” the asian girl next to her . The asian was like “????” I was about to get killed by someone else too so i died and woke up. June 3rd 2017 9:00
( i tried to kill myself because i knew it was a dream so i tried to wake myself up and end the dream)
I dreamed that I was in bed with a woman that wasn’t my girlfriend and I couldn’t see her face. We had just watched on the news that there was a serial killer on the loose and she got out of bed to take a shower. I stayed in bed to watch more TV. Thing is the bed was on some sort of pulley mechanism and it started to take me to the floor above where it was pitch dark, but I then felt a presence and it was about to kill me; that’s when my girlfriend in real life woke me up because my screaming scared her out of sleep and her waking me up ended the dream.
I had a dream last night that there’s a function going on not a family one but kind of a fair.there few of people including me were sitting in the ground making a circle. there this guy came and he started shooting at us where we were sitting. and I died but the woman sitting next to me was alive but i was dead.can anyone tell me the meaning?
I dreamed I lived in an upstairs apartment. I dreamed someone I know and love kills me, dismembers me and puts me in the wall. It kept happening repeatedly in the dream.
I had a dream last night that Taylor Lautner was trying to murder me in addition to there being a rattle snake in the room and I became trapped in that room because of it. Before that, as I was running from Taylor Lautner, I started flying (ive had dreams of me flying like this before). In the end my older sister begged me for £10 when she had already owed me £10 to begin with.
I have a reoccurring dream about my significant other killing me with an axe. This time i was already dead and he was telling his story to the police and i was observing it happening.
He had me prep the house for a couple days, covering the windows with black trash bags and taping tarps over them. I had to move funiture for space. I had to sharpen the axe for him. There was a net to wrap me in. In this particular dream i didn’t see him doing the act (i have in other dreams) but my dad was the one that called the police bc it had been days since my dad had talked ro me and he found the qindows being blocked was strange.
I would love any insight to this dream as they are very disturbing and i find them to be exhausting.
I dreamed that I was stabbed in the heart, but it felt so real. I felt the knife slice through, I felt myself choke on blood. & I fell and then it stabbed my throat…I woke up.
For the past two weeks I’ve been sleeping really bad at night due to the fact that I keep on having different dreams about being murdered or being bullied to a point where I actually die in the dream.
The latest dream I had I was in my own garden hiding behind my house because I had seen three guys looking rather scary further away on the street of my house. They then drove over my lawn with their mopeds and I went out and yelled at them and for some reason I tried to throw an axe at them but totally missed and I could feel this whole weakness in my body and they started laughing at me with this terrible laugh.
The guys then started chasing me and two of them then caught my arms and held me while the other shot me with a crossbow right through my head. I’ve never felt such feeling of weakness and not feeling strong and powerful. I woke up completely sweating and when he shot me with the crossbow it felt like I myself died.
I’m so done with these dreams now, I’m scared of falling asleep and I sometimes cry myself to sleep.
The past two years I’ve been dreaming about being murdered on multiple occasions. I think I get killed every three weeks in my dreams.
It’s usually someone looking me straight in the eye with a pointing gun and then pulling the trigger. I feel a very sharp pain in my head and then numbness. Sometimes I don’t die immediately and I can hear them shoot another time.
I’ve had my throat slit as well. These nightmares are horrifying. Not because I fear death but because I am convinced that I can actually feel the way people do when they die. I can feel myself gasping for breath, I can feel my hands trying to stop the bleeding and I can feel getting lightheaded because of the blood loss.
I’m not sure what it means. The murderer sometimes has a face and they’re always male (I am female). They’re never someone I know though. It’s just, the feeling that it’s so real and I have been murdered so many times in my sleep is a little overwhelming. Everytime I tell my friends, they look at me horrified and say it’s an ‘omen’.
Honestly wish it would stop.
I am a nurse so I have seen people gasping for their last breaths many, many times. I’ve also been quite unhappy in my longtermrelationship and recently broke up with him. I now live on my own. I honestly feel like that’s the reason why I have these dreams. I hope in time, as I get happier, they will disappear.
I also felt the pain, it felt real
I dreamt that I was chased by a dark cloaked figure in an old disused building who I knew wanted to kill me. Eventually I simply give up running and this figure catches me.
In the dream I’m sitting on a stool and the figure is standing behind me and he asks are you ready to die? I say yes and he drives a garden fork into my neck from behind. I recite the Islamic kalma as I die looking straight ahead and only seeing darkness. I awoke from the dream immediately thinking ‘what the hell? ‘ Could you tell me what this Dream means? I’ve never had a dream like this before.
In my dream I made a friend that was sort of emo and we did everything together. Then at a house she started telling me thses crazy things and a woman came downstairs (guess she heard us talking)talking and asked who was there. When i turned around the emo girl was gone so i ran to a near by bar. Then she appeared next to me while I was drinking and two men were beside me talking. The emo girl lefts with one and the other stayed behind then he said “We are going to use all of you bitchs (referring to the girls in the bar) as a sacrifice ” . A guy called the girls name then stabbed her and she dropped then he passed the knife to another male he called out a name and stabbed her. They did this until they got to me and white blonde man said “I call Briana (my name),victoria’s (cousin that hung out with earlier that day) killer, ” then he threw the knife and it stabbed me but I didnt die. I laughed and it was likei was possessed. I took the knife out my neck and all the girls rose up like they were never stabbed. All the guys were scared so they threw more knives at us but nun of us died. Then all the girls killed the men. The police came to the bar and said for us to get rid of the bodies. We walked out of the bar each carrying a guy and loaded them into a van making driving and seating arrangements between us girls. Then i woke up
My sister’s having recurring dreams about being murdered but her TaeKwonDo teacher (a martial art she does) who is actually really nice in real life. She really likes TaeKwonDo so I don’t think that’s the root of her problems but she is supposed to take some big tests in summer which she is a bit worried about. Are the dreams to do with her tests or something else entirely?
Thanks
I just woke up from a vivid dream of my best friend was stabbed and killed in my house by a random stranger that happen to just pop up at my door for a party… 5 girls knockedbon my door and asked for me. They walked in with a whole crowd of people and not not long after the stabbing and killing happens… plz explain
I got pregnant this one guy I’m currently flirting with, and everyone in my family was happy. I was pregnant enough you can feel the baby kicking. My grandma was trying to feel the baby kick, but couldn’t feel it because of her shock proof phone. I was walking home from the mall? and my ex Eric was standing at the door ringing it. I ask him why he’s here, and he said someone is in my car. My car was parked by this tree and he parked next to me on the right side. I’m standing in the door frame, and Eric goes to knock on the glass. The guy gets out of my car, and stands next to the tree and says, “Do you know who I am?” I shake my head no, and he said “I’m Ted Bundy”, and I immediately closed the front door, locked it, and ran into another room to try to climb out the window
Weapon: plastic wrap?
Just a moment ago I had a dream where I was at a party. I was younger, because I was viewing everything from lower down and it seemed like a birthday party. A bunch of adults and their children had come over. That was just like, a pan-in of the situation. A moment later I was among the adults, taller than them, much taller. I crouched down and strategically murdered all of the adults except my mother and step father. I left the children because I wanted to murder them but I couldn’t at first at the risk of getting caught. When it came time to start murdering the children, I was the first to go. I (as the murderer) came up behind my body (of which I actually am in real life) and went in for the kill. In a moment I was in my own body and was being brutally murdered. The murderer grabbed my shoulders and hoisted me up and made a noose with plastic wrap. So I was choking, but then it (or I) wrapped my entire head with more plastic wrap so I was suffocating as well. Then after I was murdered I became the murderer again and finished off the rest of the people still living, including my siblings, and I laughed while doing so. This happened again and again, until the last time, where I was myself (real life me) and not the murderer. I guess I was supposed to be scared that something was going to murder me, but I was just trying to warn my mother that someone was in the house and was murdering the guests. She didn’t believe me until I was murdered in front of her. I guess I’ll never know of she survived, because I woke up. I’m pretty terrified to say the least.
Last night I had a dream, by the way all my dreams are vivid colours and imagery, like real life, but encased in a misty circle.
This dream was about this person who was running through the back of this house and out the back door and towards the back shed and fence. He was shooting people that were around me as he was running. I was so angry about what he was doing that I needed to find a gun to kill him. So I picked up the gun one of one of the people he shot and started chasing him through the backyard shed and over the fence. Just as I put my head over the top of the fence he came back at me with a knife. I aimed the gun at his head and nothing happened, the gun did not shoot. I kept pulling the trigger but all that came out was this thin laser type beam. I aimed the beam at his eyes hoping to blind him but this had no effect on him. He just kept slowly walking up to me in the back yard raising this knife, that really was not a knife but more like very this long sharp knitting needle. I fell backwards on the ground and he pushed this needle into my right arm very slowly all the way out the other side. I must tell you that I felt the pain as in real life. Because he pushed through my arm I was now pinned to the ground with the needle. Then a strange thing happened.
He put something down my throat like a thin wire, and twisted it around the outside of my throat pulled it very slowly tight.
It was like a loop or knot you would use when tying something up with string or fishing line etc. Anyway I could feel myself stop breathing bit by bit, until I completely stopped breathing. I now new I was dead in this dream. What happened next has never happened to me in a dream before, and I am now 60 years old and have had hundreds of dreams very similar to this but never to the extent of actually dying in the dream. I remember as I was dying a very warm comfortable feeling coming over me, like this is not too bad a way to die, as I could feel no pain at all at this stage. I remember the exact moment my last breath went out of me I began to see this pin prick of very bright light, then slowly the light began to grow in size as I am now seeing this lying on the ground looking upwards. Then it became super bright and then it cleared, still very bright but very clear, As I was looking up I could see my murderer looking down on me and also a small girl child who I have know idea who she was. That’s it I woke up and realized I was not dead. My dreams are like real life. full of colour and imagery, and sometimes I really wish could stay in my dream world, but not with this dream. I have several dreams where I am being attacked or I am defending myself from attack but only within the last few years am I having these dreams that are getting closer to dying in. I have never actually dided in a dream until last night, but then I woke up out of my death.
I just had a dream of me getting off work driving 18 wheeler but coming home to where me my mom and my brother used to live in my childhood life. When i get there a big group of younger guys come out a house from a few houses down and come bothering me and one pulled out a gun. I get mad explaining how ive been living there all my life and when i see they dont care i grab the guy with the gun by his neck and somehow the gun disappears from the dream. (No magic, just didnt see it for a while). So i start telling them i do music and im tryna change my city for the better so we all can make it and tell them come in my house and they come. My mom is home. I manage to calm them down and walk away for a moment but i left my phone with them accidentally so i try and find someone and end up downtown (which is impossible in my city) found a guy he tried to charge me to call the police for me (100$) i walk away eventually i end up wit my close friend who pulls us up to the house he gives me a back tells me i have to take the case if it ends that way then he dissapears but i couldnt find the gun in the back i go back in hoping they gone but when i go in my dream swiches to me running on to a school bus full of highschool kids i run on but i got a hostage with me with phone at his head but nobody see it apparently so we make it the back of the bus. I look up and a guy with a gun aims at me from the very front of the mid lenght bus i get up and charge him for some reason even tho the back of the bus is an emergency door and next thing i know im walkin in the house but once i come in i over here my mom talking and she mentions i passed away yesterday so i leave and the drram switches to me talking to a friend (i dont know the person in real life but) we talking i ask him can he see me and he says no but your voice lets me know you are really here talking to me. I wish someone could interpret that dream for me because i dont get it at all.
For the last week and a half I’ve had these dreams. Scenarios if you will where I am killed by people close to me, mugged and shot on the street and lastly stabbed in an ambush with people that thought they were entitled to what I had. It’s bizarre because I remember each vividly and have only woken up surprised at the result of my dreams. For hours after I will feel the wound in my dream on my body. Not piercing pain but a residual hey remember me type of pain. I don’t know what has caused this but I’ve been growing more and more wary of sleeping.
can some one help me i am 14 and this has been happing for 3 nights i am scared
for three nights straight I’ve had dreams about some one trying to kill me i am 14 and this scares me i dont want to sleep at night because i am too scared
This dream of someone tying to kill u represents you killing some of your old habits.
I had a dream and it happened in the future of my life. I am still a teen but in this dream, I was a university student, living with a friend (I don’t even know who is that person in real life. I probably saw her face in the streets once). Someday, while we were studying in our own rooms for an exam, 5 intruders came in our house. I didn’t hear them because I was listening to music. They took my friend in the bathroom and they tortured her. I removed my earbuds, suspecting some noise then I heard my friend shout in intense pain, accompanied with laughters that didn’t come from her. I then understood that there was intruders. I called the police, saying there was strangers in house torturing my friend and that I was scared they would get me, but the police never came. I called them 5 times in my dream, telling them the same line, but the police still never came. When I heard that my friend stopped to scream and the stranger’s voices going away, I went into the bathroom. There was blood everywhere, and I saw that there was her teeth, all linked together with the braces she wore, on the counter of the bathroom (that was horrible! I remember it so clearly!). I then understood that she had been horribly tortured, and it would probably happen to me too. I didn’t dare open the bath’s curtains, I knew my friend’s corpse was in the bath.
I tried to call the police another time, but the intruders came back into the bathroom and saw me. The bathroom was very small, so I couldn’t escape. I only remember that I was being stabbed several times, that I could feel the pain and that I was screaming, then I woke up in real life, shaking.
I don’t think I’ll forget this dream anytime soon! It was a horrible nightmare!
Does someone know what in the hell this dream could tell about my life?
Thank you!
I had a dream I was add a new job trying to train with a couple of other people and a guy behind my back grabbed me and started trying to hold me hostage for some random reason I pulled out a screwdriver and started launching at him then other people came to my defense and pulled out weapons also but the guys get started murdering everybody finally grabbing me and cutting my throat and I swear I could feel every bit of it with a huge knife and let me drop to the ground and bleed to death I can see myself leaving out in the Dream from my neck it was horrible the worst part is he was leaving all of us was murdered and he came back because I was gasping for breath I can feel every bit of this dream FYI and then pulled out a gun and pointed it to my head and shot me to finish the job
In my dream, there was a warning going around about a murderer. People around me were dying, being found in awful ways after being attacked by the murderer, but there was one child that I watched die. There were two children, aged about 5, watching a Red Kite bird fly around scouting for food over the top of a dead lake bed. One of the kids fell over the railing preventing the steep fall down into it, he landed on a thorn bush if I recall correctly. This, however was not the cause of his death. The oversized bird swooped down and began to eat him. I screamed “Don’t look!” And jumped over the railing, but each time I jumped, I somehow ended back up the top, behind the railing again. Eventually, I gave up and talked to the living child, asking him where he lived, telling him that it would be ok. We reached his house and he went inside. Later on in the dream, I found myself at a broken down Volkswagen Camper where a group of teens were literally sitting there doing nothing. I knocked on the window, but got no response. They were all dead, yet they had no wounds. This is the point where I was killed. Stabbed repeatedly in the lower back. I felt every single knife entry. Yet the most vivid, scary part will always be the young child’s terrified screams of pain. What the hell could this possibly mean, if anything at all!?
I just have dreams where I keep getting murdered . I can feel the pain. I act out and say I’m better this way.. and I’ll haunt you better than you are haunting me..
I had a creepy haunted house dream with psychopathic killers in the house .
I recently have been wanting to quit drinking and spicy food may be a trigger ..
I also cheated on my boyfriend and feel really bad about it , wasn’t supposed to happen . Could it be a sign to end it ? Or am I premonitioning a murder, or perhaps my own death .
I had a dream that I was in a maze and a serial killer came and cut my stomach open and I his in a little box of the maze. I then woke up and I went back to sleep. Then I was in the passenger of a truck with this guy and we come upon people in masks and they come and cut my stomach open again and I hide in another small area. I woke up again and went rolled over and fell back asleep. Has no problem. Rolled back over to the other side and the dream started again by me in an ambulance with my stomach wrapped and the medics in the masks from the second dream and then they cut my stomach even more. I woke back up and stayed up the rest of time. I had school the next morning. That whole day I was tired. What does this mean?
I DREAM OF BEING MURDERED, my husband is some sort of top secret agent in a dangerous job. ( Really he is i the army). There is a someone muffling people around our house, woman horribly. I’m stepping over bodies and hiding , listening to the horrible screams of woman being cut up to death. I sea the murders face , i int recognise him.. then i see ,myself mere on a table top. my husband holding my cut open stomach together to attempt tisane our unborn baby thats already dead. (I’m not even pregnant). It was bloody a`and gory. then woke up.
i woke up in the middle of the night from one of the most terrifying dreams ive ever had. there were all types of crazy things going on but one part of the dream that stuck out the most was when i was being murdered i could feel myself being repeatedly stabbed and the funny part about it is it wasnt really me being murdered it was some other women and it was like she was showing me who she was killed by and how it happend for the longest ive been trying to figure this dream out . but this wont be the first dream ive had like this , i tend to have a lot of paranormal dreams about past houses ive lived at that has had paranormal events happen to me . it is a must for me to figure this dream out
I wake up strapped to a table, with a bright light hanging up above me. I hear a scraping sound to my left and turn my head. Sitting at a small round table is a man sharpening a variety of knives. As i look, he tells me that itd be better if i looked away when he starts. He then stands up and walks over to the table. He takes a rag out of his belt and begins shoving it into my mouth, explaining he doesnt like the noise. When he is done he steps to the foot of the table and pulls out a knife. Sometimes i look, sometimes i dont. He starts by making a shallow cut going all the way around my ankle, and then begins to pull the skin up and slice it away in strips. I feel burning agony as he works his way up my leg, then to the next, then my arms, then my chest, then my face. All while talking to me, telling me horrible things, all about what ive done and will do if given the chance. When hes done, he stares for a few minutes, then walks up and buries the knife in my chest, down to the hilt and twists. I can feel the blood filling up the lung he punctured and begin running up my air passages, where i start to choke on it. As i pass out, i wake up. This happens to me every night, seven days a week 365 days a year. Im at the end of my rope, waking up and having it only be a few hours after i fell asleep
That’s terrifying… it’s also weird that he was trying to be considerate of your feelings about watching yourself get cut up.
Do you know who this person is? If so think about why they’d do this, and what do they mean to you.
If not, it could mean that you need to shed your skin so to speak, and reinvent yourself.
And maybe it could mean that you need therapy, I have no clue, dream explanation is guess work.
Maybe it means you need to do something differently, maybe there’s something in your life you’re not too keen on. Try to pinpoint this and fix it as best possible.
Best of luck to you.
I dreamt three people were chasing me to murder me. They were strangers one man and two women, a family possibly. They found me at work, in a parking lot and a theme park. I asked a policeman for help he brushed me off but his radio said there’s been six murders. I’m wondering what it means it was a very real dream, I’m a woman if that matters to the dream.
I’ve currently been having a constant nightmare, Ive had the same nightmare for 3 nights and this includes me running through a dark and gloomy park, there are loads of tall trees surrounding me and it’s completely black, I can just about see my hand in front of my face. I start to get chased by a group of boys or men I can’t really tell, they chase me and chase me, I finally think I’ve found a hiding place behind a massive tree trunk, until one of the boys/men drag me from behind the tree, I am passed from one to the other and I am sexual assaulted by each and every one of them, after they have finished they all talk it in turns to stab me with the end of a very sharp stick/ branch. After this they kick and beat me to death, I’ve always woken up after this. I don’t know if there is a reason that this is happening but I’d love to have guidance on why my dream is like this. I recognise one of the people in my dream and it’s starting to really scare me. I know it’s not normal and I need somebody to give me the reason why.
I was with my friends. We were racing our cars on this never ending parking lot. Then this pther car came out of nowhere. We parked to see who it was. It was a man who came out of his car with guns. We admittedly began to run, but this dude was crazy fast. He shot and killed one of my friends( just a couple shots to him) then he pointed it at me. But he seem to be more chaotic and violent with me. He wasted all his rounds on me. He then got a machete and began to cut out my eyes then decapitate me. I fight back but was not successful.
I was with my friends chilling out somewhere, we were having fun. Suddenly someone came from the back side and killed one of my friend. After tht he chased us. I was able to hide and looking for some ways to escape, but I woke up at that point.
Dream 1: There was a classroom shooting and I didn’t see who it was but I got shot in the back. The weird thing is it didn’t hurt but I was getting really weak.
Dream 2: I was interviewed for a job. The girl after me didn’t get interviewed and went beserk. I wanted to put her in her place but decided to call the cops. She ends up choking me and I’m to weak to stop her.
I dreamt I was murdered by a poison dart, it missed, but I still pretending to die, so the one trying to kill me, would think I was dead……
I’m having recurring dreams of being murdered while I’m alone ,and in bed or getting out of bed . Only once have I actually seen the killers face. But on one ocassion I was just about to meet my demise,I Turn my head and there was a long lady covered in blood lying dead from to killer who was about to do the same thing to me.And as soon as the killer bashes my head I woke up. I am a trusting person and fell if confronted head on I can defind my or over power the killer. But is this why my dreams only happens while I’m in bed or vulnerable
It’s never the same. It’s always different, sometimes I’m hunted, sometimes they’re my friends, other it’s just a normal day and all of a sudden some one is after me. Every night, 2-3 times a night. I can never sleep. What does this mean? Why can’t I sleep? Is there any way to stop these dreams by myself?
In my dream there were three large metal claws, like old fashioned gardening tools. They were in a pile in my grandads house(not in real life) A woman who I did not recognize had been hurt by one of them and it puzzled me so I tested how sharp the instruments were, the largest was quite blunt. Next thing I know there is a little boy trying to play with the claws, I told him that he shouldn’t as that was how Grandad got his scars on his face (also not true) the boy left and I went to move the claws, the largest one was gone and I started to panic. I turned around and a woman who I could not make out lunged at me with the claw and pushed it against my throat. I knew I would die so closed my eyes and prayed. Everything went black and I woke up still in my dream.it goes on a bit so I won’t bore you with the rest but I was just wondering about what on earth it means
It may mean you upset someone and you need to watch your back.. but I’m no expert.
I’ve had this dream ever since I can remember someone PLEASE HELP it rendures me motionless in fear every time I wake up from it.
I was running and there was someone following me and I went into this house. I locked myself in a room with a floral pattern on the wall that was blue and a pink floral bedding like mid 1900’s style . The room was a rectangle and to my right was a end table the bed was in front of me and to the left against the wall that my back was to there was a tall dresser and in front of me kiddy cornerd facing me (diagonally across the room) there was a t.v on static. I went across the bed in a panic to a old fashioned phone and started sliding the numbers I heard a horrid scream that pierced my ears and I looked at the t.v and there was a girl in there playing with something and when I looked at her She made eye contact with me and her eyes were all black. I could literally feel panic like I knew I was gonna die, the door broke down the static on the t.v started again I was thrown onto the floor then I was watching my body fight off this person but he won and gutted me and I swear to fucking God felt it. From the running heart racing ear piercing screams to the knife rupturing my stomach. HELP
I had the dream three times where I wake up in an abandoned trailer and as I start to work my way down to my home I see the same man and for some reason he does not like therefor sending his friends to try and kill by any means necessary. In the dream I star to fight for my life by killing them using anything I can but I can’t find a way out unless I wake up p. too scary and vivid for me so if that means change lord knows I want and need it.
I have been having a recurring dream since i was a kid where i am chased around in a huge labyrinth-like building by a masked man in black, the building changes every time and by the end of the dream he catches me. He kills me somehow, that too changes every time, and when he unmasks himself it’s me. Ive been having this dream about once a year since i was 8 and often wonder what it means.
I’ve had several dream in which I die this is the most recent.
In real life I had recently discovered a lump on my back but it’s probably nothing. It gets me thinking about making an appointment to get it checked out. In my dream eventually I end up in a car with my mother. We are supposed to arrive somewhere but instead she stops at a free clinic for an examination. I meet a black man who complements me on my hair, I couldn’t tell if he is being sarcastic but he look rather unkept. He takes me to the back office looks like a run down old club room with paper everywhere. I sit there alone for a moment until another man come asking me to persuade him to help me. He was implying he wanted a bribe, I open my wallet and he reaches in grabs several bills. I protest and try to leave, he grows angry shoves me down and a small crowd of clinic workers look on. I protest that I come here for a deal, and I begin to regret not turning around at first sight of this place. He mocks me and says you are new, implying I have to pay my dues. He then pulls out a revolver, I try to run but there is no time, he lays in five shots. Everything instantly goes black and I feel myself fall to the ground. (I don’t know if this is a dream or if this is real.) I try to will myself to get up and run. I feel myself fading, desperate I beg my body to get up, fight, wake up, wake up. I wake up in real life, I’ve been holding my breath since I’ve died in my dreams.
I had 2 dreams in one but the first felt almost real…. at first it was me and my girlfriend going to sleep and after she fell asleep I awoke with her killing me. In the second, she was pregnant, she went to the store but left her phone at home with me. Two black.guys stormed in saying how they were moving in not even realizing that j was there til I shouted at them ” get the fuck out if my house.” I gonna assume the one who spoke up.was the leader and said “you don’t understand, im fixin to make this my room.” Next thing I know I’m dialing 911 and running for my life. After a few minutes of that I’m being drug by my hair and all of a suddeni feel this sharp pain in my shoulder as something grinds into the bone. Before to long I blacked out and woke up into an overly alert mind running a million miles a second. Nit the first time I’ve had dreams like these.
I have always been haunted in my dreams, but it was never me who was killed. Lately, it has been me. The latest one was where I was walking through the mall with a “friend”, who was a girl I’ve never seen before. She was walking quickly ahead of me, trying to get away as I stumbled behind her in a drunken stupor with a plastic cup of a spiked drink. Then, I am at my grandmother’s house (she and I were close before she passed away and a lot of my nightmares take place here). My sister comes into the living room and knocks a bunch of pills out of my hands and I scramble to pick them up. Then, we are standing at the kitchen island and I had just shot up with heroin. She stares at me with disapproval, and then she walks away. A strange man walks in to take me to the back room to lie down. As I am lying on the floor under a blanket, another man pulls out a sword and begins taking “practice shots” at a third man while the first man watches. Before the man is dead, the killer stops and the man doubles over clutching his stomach. The killer then slams the edge of the blade across my throat with the blanket still covering it, so I couldn’t scream. He then instructs the first man to pull the blanket off me, which he does. Immediately, the killer raises the sword and begins chopping and slicing my abdomen, so viciously that he actually has to take a second to grab the dying man by the back of his shirt and tosses him across the room to finish. All of this I can feel until I am supposed to be dead, but I am still conscious. The killer is not satisfied until I am in two very bloody and mangled pieces. Then, I am a passenger in a car with two strange men, the driver was supposed to be my boyfriend.
This dream really got to me, not only because of the pure evil vibe of the dream and the fact that I still felt the effects after I awoke with severe pain in my abdomen, but because everything that happened was completely the opposite of who I am! I have never touched a drug other than what was prescribed to me and I very rarely drink, nor do I surround myself with various men…this dream still haunts me and I have no idea what it means…
My mother died when I was 15. Her other children went to live with their father(my step father) in Georgia. She didn’t leave us anything in her will because she didn’t have anything to give. So I’m having trouble interpreting my dream.
In my dream I was talking to my mother while she was cooking dinner. We were in a large 3 story, empty house. I talked to her for just a second. She told me there was jewelry upstairs in her room. I ran upstairs and had to break into the room because it was all boarded up, like most of the empty house. I found some of the jewelry. But as I was about to take it and hide it my step father tried breaking into the room. I was pushing the broken door so he wouldn’t open it. He was trying to stab me through the crack of the door but it was so thin he just punched through the middle of the door and stabbed me in the heart. Then I woke up.
My dream was very odd. My friends and i are camping near a lake. Theres a beautiful brick church that has a cute dock off over the lake so we stop to get a closer view. My friends all walk back to the jeep and i stay there, Staring at myself in the water seemed to calm my nerves. Until a preacher wearing one of those outfits the excorcize in comes up behind me and starts to drown me in the lake. My friends dont notice untill its too late. There horrified faces looking out the back window of the jeep are the last thing i see before i wake up.
I dreamed that the guy i’m seeing was a murderer and had murdered alot of women and left them hanging in a tree, he hadn’t been caught and i was watching tv and they put a picture of him on the tv saying he was a murderer and if anyone had seen him to turn him in.
My dream was being shot on the sidewalk in my wedding dress with my mother driving on the street talking to me. after I am shot, my mother gets toward me and I say I love her, which confused her because she don’t understand why I am randomly saying that until she realized what happened and began to cry. But I reassure her that its okay and that I will be fine and that I loved her very much.
I’m originally from a large city with a high murder rate. 15 yrs ago I moved to a smaller state which is when the dreams began. Each dream is me running from people or a person trying to kill me. I’m always somewhere like a house or abandoned building. Every dream I try my hardest to hide or get away. Sometimes I’m caught but most times I get away or find a good hiding place. There are also times when I don’t get away & am killed by this peron or group of people. I have had this dream every couple of months for the past 15yrs. Tonight I was at a skating rink in my dream with my daughter & left my purse at our table. Someone stole my phone & I flipped out (which I do often in real life). The guy came bk feeling humiliated by me & had his girlfriend shoot me & i dont want to type the rest but my daughterwas on my lap as i tried to shield her.
Earlier this evening I did repremand her about getting a new pair of boots muddy at school today. As mentioned before I have been known to confront people when i feel im being disrespected or done wrong.
I don’t know why after all these yrs i still have these dreams of being killed or hunted down. Please help!!