Family Issues

Date of dream: Wednesday, May 01, 2013

Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:     Rating:
Lucid Intent? No    

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Family Issues

I was in Bilston market. There was an event where there was music and a small fair so it was a nice day out. Usually the market is rubbish but there were some really good stalls on. There was this one store in particular that I loved, at the back, it was a Goth store, with tons of clothes and jewellery so I spent a lot of time looking around that one. While I was looking at the gothic accessories on the table, I saw my dad standing at the far end of the table on the right near the entrance of the indoor market. It was really weird seeing him there as he doesn’t even like the gothic style but yet he stood there, staring at me with no emotion on his face. I looked away and carried on browsing the market. I walked down one of the aisles and I saw my brothers’ girlfriend Karen, she hugged me and we spoke a little. I know that my brother was going to be around the market somewhere we I dreaded as I fell out with him, however, I continued to walk around and it wasn’t long until I saw my brother. I pretended that I didn’t see him but he saw me and went straight up to me trying to talk to him but I acted as if he wasn’t there. He was constantly saying sorry and that he really wanted to speak to me but I kept walking away. I went back to the Goth store and my dad was still standing there looking at me. It felt really weird. I had my dad on one side and my brother behind me pestering me. Earlier on that day, I requested a song to come on but because there were so many song requests, it took a while for my song to come on but it suddenly started playing. It was ‘The Rose’ by Bette Midler. I heard a group of elderly women going on how much a beautiful song it was and was saying they wanted to thank the person who requested. Loads of people stopped in their tracks and were admiring the song. I loved it. I looked around and noticed that my dad had tears trickling down his face. What? My dad is crying? He NEVER cries but I ignored him and continued to look around all the stunned people. My brother fell quiet. When the song ended, I walked back home. Later on that night, I was sitting in the porch with my Nan; it was a nice warm night. Suddenly, my mom arrived. She came on her bike which was weird for her as she doesn’t bike ride at all. I was on talking terms with my mom so we said hello to each other and asked each other how we were. I asked why she had come on her bike, she said her car broke down and she wanted her brother, my uncle Tony to have a look at it for her. Luckily, he was here and started to have a look and ride it around the block. While waiting, I was admiring my mom’s bike so I started riding it up and down the street; I really liked the handle bars on there. Tony comes back and it seemed to have worked again. We just started chilling on the bench; it was good to be sitting with my family on a nice warm night. The sky was clear and you could see the stars. I felt really happy. 

Additional Comments:

I don't speak to my parents anymore so this is a weird dream. My dad would never cry over me. I could unserstand about my brother though, he does actually miss me but I don't accept his apology at the moment. 

Brother's House

Date of dream: Sunday, December 02, 2012

Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:     Rating:
Lucid Intent? No    

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Brothers House

I was at my brother’s house lying down on the couch in his large living room. I noticed my uni mate Abi sitting on the bar on her laptop doing work. I got up and sat opposite her asking her what she was doing.  She said she was doing the assignment that was set. I started to get worried about it so I decided to work on mine. I was asking her what we were meant to be doing and she gave me her notes so I was reading through that. I noticed she was using the Individual Differences book for her references and I was like 'don't we have to use jounral articles to reference?' we started debating about that. We were doing Social Psychology work. Suddenly, my brother walked through the door holding a briefcase and put it down by the couch on the left. I said hi to him and he then I asked him what was in the briefcase. He told me not to open it which got me more curious so I went over and opened it. There were a load of burgers in there. 

 

Additional Comments:

This wasn't actually my brothers house, it was a random setting. 

Gothic House Holiday

Date of dream: Monday, January 23, 2012

Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:     Rating:
Lucid Intent? No    

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Gothic House Holiday

Me and my parents went on a holiday at this large gothic house. It was a square house which was black. It was quite scary. My dad was doing his gigs in there and told me that I was not to go out of my bedroom as it was dangerous which meant I spent most of my time in my bedroom, sitting on the bed reading. Luckily, the nights he was doing his gigs, the singer’s daughter Maryanne would come round so I had someone to talk to.

The times I did come out my bedroom was in the day time when I was spending time with my dad. On the last day of the holiday, I spent most of the day out the bedroom as I had to help my parents pack away all their things. I had a lot of things to pack in my bedroom too. There were bags everywhere.

Maryanne was with me so she helped too. My cousin Samantha then picked me, Maryanne and my mom up to take us home as my dad’s car was full of bags plus my brother Mark was there too and he had to take him home. On the way home, I remembered telling my mom that I needed to pop in a pet shop to get some food for my budgies or hamsters so Samantha took me to this plant shop. On the way to this shop, she put a CD on and started singing really loud. My mom was not impressed.

Maryanne came in the plant shop with me. As I was walking down the steps towards the counter where the food was, I was thinking about how much I hated my brother and told Maryanne that I wanted to batter him. She told me that as much as that would feel good, he was not worth it.