One time in the middle of my dream everything froze and I was like "wtf???" And then some random dude walked up to me, with everything else still frozen, and said, "Someone is coming to wake you," and everything started up again and I was just like "wut" and then I realized I was dreaming and opened my eyes. I then sat up in bed and maybe half a minute later my dad walked in to wake me up.

So 2-3 weeks ago I had this dream, put into a spoiler so the wall of text doesn't annoy people, read it if you want [spoiler] there had been a terrorist attack on an american city (dream didn't give me a name) the terrorists had detonated a nuclear bomb on the city and all attempts by the government to send help were stopped because of a leak in the government, so the canadian governemt decides to send me (of all people) into the nuked city to contact the leaders of the survivors as part of a secret aid operation (that hadn't been approved by the U.S., incase it could get leaked and stopped) so I'm in this ruined fallout style city, the survivors are getting by off of what little they have and I had just met up with the first of the leaders. A local arms dealer who ran the cities militia, I spoke with them, asked them about what life in the city is like, then began looking around the settlement. A few moments later i came across this girl argueing with a merchant over the price of food, I approached them and told the merchant that he was being unreasonable and eventually a fair price was reached. So the girl asks me what I'm doing in the city because she doesn't recognize me, I told her I was part of an aid mission from the Canadian government, then I ask her what her her name and what life in an irradiated city is like, she tells me her name is Alexis, and that as dangerous as it is now she still loves her city and wants to see it restored to its former glory, then she tells me she that if my aid mission is to be successful she needs to show me the city. So I agree and we leave the settlement and make our way through the city to a skyscraper that logically should have fallen years ago from the nuclear bomb, however it never did, she pointed out multiple important locations around the city and the factions that controlled them, which I noted down for my report, then she says that it's getting late and that the city is extremely dangerous at night, then asks where I'm spending the night, I tell her that my superiors couldn't find a place for me and that I had to find one myself. So she invites me to her shelter, which is a fortified apartment on the top floor of the skyscraper. When we reached the apartment she told me that she didn't have accomadation for another person and that we would have to share the hammock she had set up, I told her that it was fine by me as long as I had a roof over my head, so she climbs into the hammock and I climb in after, then as soon as I lay down to sleep the dream ended. I haven't had a continuation of the dream since :/ [/spoiler] Best dream I have ever had though.

I had a dream that i was on a futuristic city with a gray sking, read head with blue eyes like flashlights gir as a commpanion (posibily a GF) she was an alien. I dont know why i had that dream, but i really liked it

Becoming a power ranger with my "girlfriend" (a dream girl ig) and after every mission we'd have intercourse

Running around town buttnaked

My german teacher in my bathroom.

I had a series of dreams in which I would wake up in this tiny log and stone cabin. It was really old fashion like, the bed was on the second floor (which was more of a balcony that you needed a latter to get up to it). The lower level had a small couch and a couple of chairs, a fire place, and a small cooking area with a dinning table. In this dream I would wake up in the bed go down stairs and just do random things around the cabin, like cooking breakfast, reading, tending the fire etc. And these activities were never in the same order in any other of these dream. After a little time has passed, I get up, put on a really thick fur coat and boots and step outside the door. The outside has about 2 feet of snow on the ground and it's dark out and I'm in the middle of the woods. So I just start walking, but I don't know where I'm going. The only thing weird is I feel like I know where I'm going, like I'm working off of muscle memory. So I'm walking through these woods for a long time and I notice that I'm in a mountainy region, then I start to see something off in the distance. As I got closer, I eventually realized it was a lamp post with a fire lit inside of it and there were a few more lighting this path that lead up to a large house type structure that was on the side of the mountain's incline. I get to it and it turns out to be a tavern full of people and there's music and conversation through out the bar. There were two levels, the first level had the bar and tables to sit at as well as a corner for music (it was violin/fiddle I believe as well as a piano that wasn't in use). The second level has more of an over look with tall tables ment to stand around and place your beer, it was connected to the first floor through a stair case in the corner. I spent some time here, having a few pints and chatting with the people and after I'd say 3 maby 4 hours, I leave to go back to my cabin, once I get back, I fix myself dinner snd I lay in my bed, then I wake up. I had these dreams for maby a week or so until on night on my way back to the cabin from the bar, I notice I can't move that fast. All of a sudden I get really fatigued and dizzy and so I sit myself(more like fall) down at the base of a tree. All I can see is a few trees and darkness. My breath is getting really heavy and it's starting to snow lightly. And I feel myself passing out and I wake up. But the weird thing is how real it felt, it was just so cold. And now I don't get those dreams anymore.

It all started out normal, I was just watching tv and I remember there being a chicken on the tv. My dog just kept looking at me, it was like that for a while until my dog started talking, he sounded like Morgan Freeman and he said "get off the couch, dogs aren't allowed on the couch" then I look at my hands and I see they're not hands...they're paws. And I got off the couch and my dog said "that's better, now let's sing" and then Mississippi Queen started playing and we sang it while wearing top hats and guitars . At the end off the song my dog said "Hahaha!!! Yeah boy that's it! Sing to the heavens!" I wanted to talk but I couldn't, then my phone started ringing and my dog who is now wearing sunglasses and a coat said "I think you better answer that son...its time to wake up anyways" he tapped my forehead and I woke up. My alarm clock was ringing so I figured that's what my phone was in the dream...I had a lot of Popeyes that night.

You know those dreams that you know are fake but but it seems so real that you don't question it until you wake up? Well this was one of those times. I was in the middle of a zombie apocalypse on the top of a skyscraper. There were guns everywhere (all loaded) and I couldn't pick up any of them. There were some people with me too.(10-16 or so) and suddenly the zombies were attacking everyone after they climbed up on each other like in WWZ to get to the top. But I still couldn't pick up any of the guns. I tried and tried but they seemed like they were glued to the floor. So I ran into a corner and I saw a fork. THAT I could pick up. A guy ran over to me and yelled at me to fight with them and promptly got attacked from behind and died. I had the fork so I stabbed the zombie and it died. Well after I stabbed it 25 times in the head. So I fought every zombie that came at me with that fork using the dead zombies as a mountain so i could fight them one at a time. I grabbed another fork out of the pocket of one and had to discard the other when an eye got stuck on it. [spoiler]i lived[/spoiler]

My house was transformed into a sentient cheeseburger and when I ran outside away from the beast I was attacked by a pack of wild dogs. They took me to the ground and the last thing I felt before I woke up was one chomping down on my dangling bits.