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I've been having a recurring dream, where I get shot underneath a lightpost, at night time. I get hit in the knee. I'm by myself, and I never see the gunman. My mother and my sister analyzed this, and from what I told them, they said it has something to do with seeing that trolley hit the car.
The recurring aspect usually appears at the end of dreams, and the beginning can range from jello to zombies.
Last night, the dream started with me getting shot. I can't remember what happened next, but the next thing I remember is being at Sabold, on a sunny day. I'm with Doctor Talarowski, and he's with me as I'm applying for a job. I keep picking at my permanent retainer in my mouth, and as I do so, somebody with a metal roller cart hits me in the right side of the face. I see inside my mouth, and I pull my retainer out. I'm in my bedroom then, in the morning, and I keep pulling it out. Then I go into the bathroom, and some of my bottom teeth fall out.
Then I'm back at Sabold, and Doctor T asks me if I still want to apply. I say yes, and I go into my old class room. There are a bunch of people I don't know. No kids, all adults. Then Doctor T isn't with me anymore, and I decide to leave. There is an actual physical pain with this part, because my mouth starts to really hurt. And I have a limp, probably from my gun wound. It actually hurts, too. I go to the door, and see my first grade teacher. She is the same as always, asks the same questions. I go to answer, and my mouth fills with blood and more teeth fall out.
My sister says that losing teeth in a dream has some correlation to losing control, or feeling like one is losing control.
Comments?
The recurring aspect usually appears at the end of dreams, and the beginning can range from jello to zombies.
Last night, the dream started with me getting shot. I can't remember what happened next, but the next thing I remember is being at Sabold, on a sunny day. I'm with Doctor Talarowski, and he's with me as I'm applying for a job. I keep picking at my permanent retainer in my mouth, and as I do so, somebody with a metal roller cart hits me in the right side of the face. I see inside my mouth, and I pull my retainer out. I'm in my bedroom then, in the morning, and I keep pulling it out. Then I go into the bathroom, and some of my bottom teeth fall out.
Then I'm back at Sabold, and Doctor T asks me if I still want to apply. I say yes, and I go into my old class room. There are a bunch of people I don't know. No kids, all adults. Then Doctor T isn't with me anymore, and I decide to leave. There is an actual physical pain with this part, because my mouth starts to really hurt. And I have a limp, probably from my gun wound. It actually hurts, too. I go to the door, and see my first grade teacher. She is the same as always, asks the same questions. I go to answer, and my mouth fills with blood and more teeth fall out.
My sister says that losing teeth in a dream has some correlation to losing control, or feeling like one is losing control.
Comments?