I am in Miami for the Liverpool vs Manchester United soccer game. Liverpool is my one true love. I am here with my best friends girlfriends sister and her friend who we will call Jo. Jo is also one of my sisters best friends and is two years younger than me and we knew each other but never really met until this trip. She is also a massive Liverpool fan. In my dream I was walking around A random city with one of my old friends who I grew up with named Ryan. We walked into this bar and saw that Jo and my other old friend Sam (Jo and Sam aren't friends in real life) so we go and sit at their table. We are talking and having a good time and I am ordering all these different drinks for Jo ( she is 18 I'm 20 and she isn't really a huge drinker) and we are having a good time. So Ryan and Sam are decide to leave and now it's only Jo and I and we also decide to leave. We walk out of the bar and see Steven Gerrard (A Liverpool player and a legend of the team) walk into a bar across the street so we go into that bar so say hi. He loves us and we spend the rest of the night joking around with him and then another Liverpool player ( Daniel Sturridge)!walks in and joins us as if we've been friends with them for ever. Steven and Daniel start hanging up on us and trying to get us together and at this point I am really into Jo and she wasn't against the idea so I decide that in going to kiss her to please the two players and myself. And right as I decide I'm going to I wake up. Now I love dreaming and used to keep a dream journal so I remember my dreams almost every night. The only time I dream about girls that I know in real like and am spending time with them in my dreams, it has always been a girl I was dating or have a huge crush on. So that is why I had this dream. Because I have a huge crush on Jo

Me eating a sheep, when I woke up the giant marsh mellow I had in my bed was gone

Went to dinner with some fat chick and some Ukrainian qt 3.14 fell asleep during dinner, woke up at home. Checked fridge to see if anyone brought me some food back, turn around to see Ukrainian half way naked on couch. "Fuk, what" She's all up on me and i'm like "I'm goin' to dat 7/11", I go to the seven eleven to look for shit. Some guy walks in with a obvious airsoft rifle and pistol. Though the dumbass at the counter starts giving him money so I take down the robber. Get the guy at the counter to call 911 and I just keep mister robber innaheadlock till the cops come. Before the cops come people get in line to see this guy who robbed the store and now the store is crowed as fuk. Cops come and I bring the guy over to them and they take him. But the set the -blam!-er free then lock the crowd in the 7/11 then tell me. "We are trying to find out who caused the domestic violence or shit". Then I woke up

My younger brother had a frog in his hand. It was "venomous" when it bit, we were in the car going to throw the frog to the river and then he puts the frog in my chest and I feel it all weird and it bites me and I woke up. -blam!-ing dream

Had a dream my upcoming roommate added me on Facebook. Turns out it was true.

I slapped all of the sponge bob characters. And then I flew away with the power of farts.

That the members of the flood took up medieval weapons and and fought Bungie because of the update. -blam!-ed up, I know.

I was followed by a mop because I wouldn't hide "the light post's dead body".

Uhhhh...yeah...no...

Well it was a dark raining day on the Stormfront. I held my L115 sniper rifle in my cold, dead hands. My gillie suit was soaked from the drenching rainfall. I overlooked the courtyard and noticed some Russian soldiers near an odd shaped statue. I aimed down my sight. Observing from what I saw there was also an American commander doing some sort of deal. He was the mole in the system. He was the traitor I was sent to take out. The only problem was that this man was my father... I thought about all of the memories and as I pulled the trigger they all washed away. But there was only a click. I'm not sure if this was God giving me my second chance but I was on a mission for Uncle Sam and I had to complete my objective. I took out the cartridge of my sniper and inspected the innards of the weapon. I shook it a few time and re inserted the cartridge and took aim once more at my father. I looked at his face one last time and just as I took my shot one of the Russian soldiers grabbed a hold of my father and changed placed with him. The bullet hit the soldier in the stomach and he called his buddies which emerged from the tall grass. They all pointed their carbines right at my fathers head. Shouting in audible dialogue I saw something I haven't seen in my father before. Confidence. He looked over his right shoulder at a bar near my sniping position and I saw another sniper. American. He was silently watching the events unfold. He knew I was here. The sniper looked at me and back into his scope. I had to disobey my mission orders. My coordinator must've lied to me. I shifted my aim to one of the 4 soldiers and took a deep breath. Aimed. Shot. The kick of the rifle felt very familiar and as the first soldier dropped another one quickly followed. The other sniper was helping me rescue my father. I hastily took aim at second soldier. Taking cover from the statue with my father in front of him, crouched against the short wall. The wind of the storm was picking up. The other sniper took out a third soldier leaving the one with my father remaining. He didn't shed a single look of doubt. I aimed my rifle at the Russian soldier's head. As I squeezed my finger around the trigger the wind picked up and a look of horror spread across my face. I watched as the Russian soldier dropped to the ground. His blood staining my dads uniform. I kept my aim on my father and he looked towards the bar at the other sniper. Through my scope I then saw him look me in the eyes. Just like when I was a kid. I knew this look. He was proud. He walked down a set of stairs and was returning to his vehicle. The engine started and he began to drive down the road towards the nearby base. The car jerked to the side and slid to a halt. I looked in the back window with my cool breath fogging in front of my view. There was a second person in the car. I watched for a few seconds and the struggle ended. And the car continued to the base. The winner of the duel was unclear to me. I glanced at the bar to my right and the sniper had gone. Left without a trace. I saw a glint of light come from his previous position. I packed up my gear and walked through the restaurant behind me to the bar and inspected the shining item he had left behind. It was a silver bullet. I held the bullet between my fingers as I looked at my reflection. I made my way back to camp and was "rewarded" with a discharge back home. [spoiler]heres the camping part[/spoiler] *3 weeks later* My family and I decided to go on a camping trip and my father was recovering from a knife wound to his leg and to make a long story short a bear ate into our rations as dad wanted to hunt it and we killed it and tried to cook it but dad didn't know what he was doing so we left after two days and it really sucked that we smelt bad on the 7 hour drive home.

My dream girlfriend and I were having a picnic in a huge field within a nature reserve. A helicopter landed nearby and asked for me. I can't remember the rest.

not a dream, a nightmare. I was in the middle of a field, nothing in sight for miles, and a flashlight in my pocket, so I walk to the north, assuming the sun is setting rather than rising. as I walk for what seems like hours, the sun remains in a similar position, but everything slowly changes to a darker, shaded tone of it's original colour, and eventually, the sun, and everything turns to a black shape, with a white outline to it... I can't see anything except the outlines. I continue though, the dream self not thinking anything of it... I then begin to reach what seems like the end of the field, and look out to see a house, bright blue with a jet black roof, just like my own home. I get a sinking feeling when I see all the lights are out and the cars are still there, so I rush towards the house... but it keeps moving further away... the blue turns to a dull grey, and the black roof turns to white, I hear distant screams in the direction of the house... keep running. KEEP RUNNING. get there and see what the -blam!- is going on, those screams are still going. the house, and area around it seem to turn a sickly green, and the windows go completely black. I hear glass shatter, and the windows turn red. the screams stop, and the door swings open, a shadowy figure bursts out and disappears with what looks like another person on his back. I run inside to see my own home in perfect detail, but slightly off, everything seemed to almost tremble to some degree, like my eyes were out of focus and everything was fuzzy, and the lighting had a slight tint of purple. I hear a loud engine rev, and another scream from upstairs, it was almost as if the car was tryin to mask the scream. I rush up stairs to each member of my family's favourite item or piece of clothing lined up along the side, blood caked, and ancient looking... except my wife's ring, it had fresh blood on it... it glistened in the purple glow. they all point towards my bedroom in some way. I enter to see a light emanating from under the bed, and my family, all of them either stabbed, beaten, or mutilated in a circle around the centre of the room, where my bed, and wife lay. I see the same shadowy figure that ran out of the house standing at the foot of the bed, staring back at me through silvery eyes. I turn on the flash light I had, and saw myself staring back, smiling, I began to walk towards myself and then woke up in a cold sweat, I still remember my face staring back at me, that twisted smile and blood spattered all over my own face, each step it took felt like it had shaken the very earth around me, and it's smile only grew until the thing looked like it was either extremely manic, or murderous.

A dream within a dream within a dream consisting in the natural physical matter of a dream in the barriers of time inside of that said dream warping into a nightmare which is only in a dream causing a dream. That was my dream. That is also how dark souls was probably created.

I visited some kind of fantasy epic version of Paris. I was briefly a child again, and got shoved into some weird game involving a wagon and a dark room. It was odd. I distinctly remember being put off by a fitbit display in the middle of a medieval market.

Sad and depressing, I'd rather not think about it too much if I can help it...

The most recent one I remember? It started out as some weird action sequence with guns and explosions and stuff, can't remember exactly who or what I was fighting. After a bit, all that stopped, and I'm in my neighborhood. Then there's this random girl I never met before who shows up in some sort of frog themed pajamas cleaning people's houses. For some reason, I'm forced to help her by someone. Then it started raining after we finish. I offer to give her a ride home, she kisses me on the cheek, and disappears. Dream ends a bit after that. Shit was weird.

I was punished by ninja justice (or something like that) because OP told me to describe in detail...

All right so I wake up and the drill sergeant comes in yelling and all that then suddenly we are attacked by North Koreans the battle waged on for what seemed like forever and the we all see a giant green explosion right on top of the invading force. Me and 26 other people were beamed up to there ship and put in restraints and forced to look out the window at the earth. First we see North America split in half and start spreading over the ocean and then the whole planet just cracked and the moon went flying, all of earths water just fell of the body and turned to ice within second and we were shown pictures of our loved ones frozen to death on a monitor. The aliens then took us to there home planet but they failed to realize the function of my my m4a1. So as soon as they opened the cell I opened fire killing 6 guards Arnold and Sylvester Stallone picked up the alien weapons and we decided we were going to kill everybody on that ship who wasn't in a cell. We quickly made our way up to the bridge killing many aliens in our way. When we thought we had seized control i was shot in the back. The super heated plasma actually managed to prevent me from bleeding and I got up to see both Arnold and sly pin what I assume was the captain to the wall so I could ask him some questions but he refused to speak English so I pulled the pin on a grenade and shoved it down his throat as we were all on the bridge all 7 of the survivors we decided to find a way to land on the planet and just take out our hatred of our new found enemies.