[A/N; This is a reoccurring dream, it hasn't happened in a row it just comes up at random times sometimes but its almost always similar only small differences ever differentiating the dreams. Also to be clear in this dream I'm either around 10-12 and in each dream if not younger. I usually switch between genders, I might also make variations of the ones with differences. For right now however I'll be talking about my recent dream since its easiest to remember. Also a picture of what the mansion looks somewhat like I guess? Not really though, I'll draw it later if I can actually draw mansions lol.]
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This dreams a bit older since it was a few months ago but it is a reoccurring one, not in a row but I've had it before. In this one I appeared male running down the dark hallways of the basement where multiple other children were held in cells, it was dark and wet the dream has always had a certain atmosphere I can't explain. I found the stairs finally running up them almost slipping a few times. I ran towards the entrance onto the porch where I found an adult male who seemed pissed at me for running up there. He yelled at me(I can't remember what he said) and tried to grab me by the patient gown I was wearing.(Idk how to explain the clothes other than they looked like a patients gown in movies but ripped at the edges.)
In that instant I kicked him in the stomach really hard causing him to drop me and hold his stomach, I reached for a gun I saw in his pocket grabbing it and shooting him in his head. I threw the gun to the side(probably shouldn't have done that but I have no control over my dreams) and ran away. As all of my dreams I had arrived at a hill with a road cars passing by and a billboard on the side with an X and a bomb. The sky was a shade of red and black clouds, the ground was a really dark green as well, I stood out unlike everything else with pale skin and the gown I was wearing that was ragged and ripped.
I always arrived at this place, seeing a city in the far distance, a black and white city. In these dreams I've only ever seen adults only one kid every showing up shown in one of the dark cells in the mansions basement. A car passed as I slowly limped over the hill holding my hurt arm, I assumed I must have hurt my leg from when the man who I had killed earlier dropped me. As I limped towards the city a blue car passed, it looked as if the color of the car had almost been sucked away as it passed by me. I tried asking for help however they just kept going not caring about me, and as I continued on, a large light suddenly flashed upon me and I heard sirens approaching from the distance. This always happened.
I could always escape the mansion but would instantly be caught at the same hill, that showed the city in the distance, a billboard on the side and a road with just enough room to walk on the cold grass. I would always try to run from the helicopters and police cars however it was impossible, obviously because they were faster than me. From what I know of the dream it seems like kids were given to whoever runs the mansion, and that all the adults who either gave their kid up or got it taken away from them thinks their safe when their really not. Instead their tortured and have no way of escaping and every adult just acts as if nothing bad is happening.
Another thing is I can never escape or go a different way, I have no control over the dream but I obviously know how to fight for my own life and escape from my cell in the mansion. I look starved every time and my gender constantly changes but I look the same in almost every dream. I always reach the same hill only to get caught by cop cars and helicopters, no matter how far I run or not. I never see any cops really get out of the cars or the helicopters, my dream ends after the cop cars basically catch up with me but never stop.
These dreams are a bit confusing especially the little differences between each one, like a change of a gender or a TV of a man talking on the billboard instead of a billboard with random images in each dream. Anytime I try to escape I either get caught and kill the person trying to bring me back to my cell or run into no one but get caught at the hill.
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[A/N]: That's really all I have to say for this dream, my dreams lately have just been completely getting erased from my mind or I just don't even have any so that's why I haven't updated at all really. So instead I decided to talk about an old reoccurring dream that shows up for me sometimes, I'll also being talking about dreams I somewhat remember that aren't exactly recent but ones I can remember atm. Anyways have a nice day.
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AcakHello Hello, My names Zackery, nice to meet you. I go by He/They/It so when addressing me please address me by the name Zack or Zackery and those pronouns. Now this is just for writing my weird dreams down so not sure why you would want to read it b...