Dream Discussion

I dreamed last night that my cat had cancer or something similar. http://a.nime.me/0109/2790/4.png

I had a dream like that once.. When i was younger.. For me though it was actually one of the first times i realized i may be gay >.>

Where do I even begin? Better make this a numbered list so that I can keep track of everything. 1. I was on a bus with travelling cross country with some YouTubers that I watch and everything was fine. Everything was normal. The skies were blue, the atmosphere was pleasant...in short it was the perfect day. Then all at once, things changed. There were at least five tornadoes all around us. Severed cow heads fell from the sky and collided with whatever was in their path. A heavy, intense rain began and quite frankly I was afraid. All of it seemed to be so real. I just remember looking out of the bus window and wondering "What in God's name is happening?" When the bus finally came to a stop it was in front of this metal building that had been constructed in such an odd shape. Everyone was instructed to evacuate the vehicle and take shelter in the building, that we should stay inside until someone came and got us. Being inside of the building felt more like being inside of a maze or even a carnival fun house. Twists and turns were everywhere, not to mention the mirrors and glass that made up the interior walls. The last thing I can recall from this particular dream was that I kept getting lost. 2. This dream happened the night after dream 1 occurred, and it was equally just as Armageddon-like. I was standing in a fairly empty parking lot, yet it was only empty in the sense that there were no cars. All around me there were people gathered in clusters and they were all looking up at the sky. Feeling curious, I looked up too. What I saw, was beyond beautiful. The sky was ripping open and a sea of bright colors came flooding through the cracks. Oranges, blues, yellows, pinks, purples...any color that you can think of, I can assure you it was there. Yet just as quickly as the beauty was there, it was gone and taking its place was a large, ominous spaceship. It was descending down to the Earth from the cracks and everyone was screaming, running, trying to save their lives. Mothers were carrying their children and I remained alone. Staring up at the sky, a fear existing deep within me. A fear that was so real, so powerful...I couldn't bring myself to move. As the ship drew closer I felt someone grab my hand and pull me away. I never saw who it was, but they guided me to a nearby building. That's right. The same building from the night before. Once again the dream ended with me getting lost within the building's halls. 3. This one was physically painful. I was sitting in the living room of my house and there were three other people with me. I don't know who they were, which is funny because it's said that the human brain isn't creative enough to create new faces. You have to dream of people that you've seen in your real life. News flash. I'd never seen these people before...ever. I remember that something didn't feel right, I felt afraid but something was preventing me from calling out for help. I think I was being held as a prisoner within my own home. The three other people would talk quietly with one another and occasionally they'd look over in my direction. Eventually one of the people told me to follow them and to get inside of a car. I did as I was told. We drove for a while and by the time the car came to a stop the sun had gone down. It was so dark that I couldn't even see where we were. Slowly the person who had been in the driver's seat maneuvered their way into the back of the car and they sat down beside me. At that time the light from the moon illuminated a little bit of what surrounded us, and to my horror I saw that the light of the moon was gleaming back at me off of the blade of a knife. Before I could act the person attacked me and dug the blade into the palm of my left hand. It was so real. I felt every bit of it. I felt as they began to slice away the skin all along my left arm. I felt the warmth of my blood as it was collected within the fabric of my clothes. Eventually my torture ended and I was lying in the parking lot of a hospital. A blue jean jacket had been put on me to cover my wounds. While I laid there, I simply wanted to die but I had to get up. I couldn't allow the people who had done this to me get away. So as I got to my feet I cried out due to the excruciating pain that consumed me. When I finally made my way to the hospital's entrance door, I called out that I needed help. A somewhat heavyset nurse rushed over to me and wrapped her arm around my waist to help support my weight. I guess I must have also looked like I was about to pass out. She took me to a room and began to peel off the jacket that I wore. Again, it hurt. The last thing that I remember from this particular dream is the nurse looking at me after the jacket had been removed and she just kind of laughed, saying that it's not that bad. That I should suck it up. So yeah. Welcome to my nightmares. Lol.