Exorcist

I dreamed that I had been chosen by the Vatican to be a priest/exorcist. I was in my old apartment with Jimmy and kept getting attacked by demons and stuff. I couldn't see them, but I could feel them, and when I tried to rebuke them and order them to leave, my voice kept messing up and making me unable to speak. At one point I couldn't speak and ran to find Jimmy in the backroom. He didn't know what was wrong as I looked panicked but was unable to speak. I put my hands together and tried to croak out "pray" but my voice wouldn't work. Finally he got the hint and took me in his arms and said a silent prayer, and I could actually hear what he was praying from inside of his head, like I could hear his thoughts. My voice came back, and I remember thinking I was glad the prayer worked since Jimmy wasn't super religious. I thanked Jimmy and went right back to yelling out verses and rebuking things in my bedroom until my voice messed up again. Jimmy was with me then though. We went to bed that evening, and I was awoken in the night to and evil presence. I found a small pale arm sticking out from the mattress as if trying to grab me, but I grabbed it instead. It was small and bony and felt like the arm of a very small child. Knowing it was a demon I tried to tell it to leave in Jesus name, but my voice cut out again. I tried to reach up and grab my crucifix, but I couldn't reach that and hold on to the arm, so I tried to wake Jimmy up by saying "get the cross!" over and over, but my voice just wouldn't work. This went on until I woke up.

Helpful

Jimmy and I had to be to work but I had to use the bathroom first. I went real quick and grabbed a stuffed lion named Sabrina on my way out. I met up with Jimmy and his dad in the car, and Jimmy told me to look up Mike Street in my GPS. I did and we continued on the way, but we stopped off at several locations to help several people on the way, with the idea that as long as we are doing good we will get to work on time. As we drove, I spent the time painting my lion and making up a back story for her in my head about how she didn't understand why she never grew a mane like her daddy, the King of the Jungle. I don't remember all the people we stopped to help, but the last was a gentleman with some serious car trouble. It looked like the the wheels had all blown out and the car had swerved into a parking lot. I don't remember how we helped him, but we did.

Evil Robot Roommates

I dreamed that I was living in an apartment, very similar to the one I grew up in, with a bunch of humanoid robots. They all looked human but were actually machines (eek...) and we had one robot that rode along on a removable track on the wall and cleaned the apartment. At one point I was sitting on my bed and reading a book or something when I thought I felt something on my shoulder. I ignored it the first time, but when it happened again, I turned to see the cleaning robot and jumped to my feet in surprise. I left the room and asked my roommates what I was supposed to do with this thing as I was about to go to bed. They told me to just lead it out of the room and then remove the track and it wouldn't come back in, so I did. All the while I could feel their eyes on me. There was one really nice female who spent a lot of time on her computer and wanted to help me. She gave me a code to escape in secret. I guess someone found out because she was deactivated not long after. I couldn't sleep because these robots made me so uncomfortable and later used the code to escape into what I can only describe as a corral. It was similar to a horse track with doors in each lane. By the time I reached the doors, the evil robots were on my tail. I kept running, almost getting caught, until i burst through the door into freedom. For some reason, they didn't follow me. Once I got free I had no idea where I was and was trying to decide where to go from here. I ran into one of my coworkers named Ashley, and we continued on our way together until we ran into a guy. He was muscular with short dirty blond hair. Ashley and the guy were flirting a bunch, and we all took a seat in the grass alongside a guard rail on a freeway and on the side of a hill, overlooking the city. We thought we were safe until the guy's eyes shimmered red in the sunlight and he smirked rather evilly.

Back To Daycare

I had a dream that I was 18 and went back to daycare. As a student. None of the other students got along with me because I was so much older, so I was pretty lonely. There was also a bunch of kidnappings going around, and I happened to witness one from the classroom, through a window. A little girl with a backpack and a green jacket was literally being dragged out to a car by a man. I told the teachers and they tried to stop him but were too late. Later, I left the classroom and took a walk around the daycare. I found a room that was used for storage with a ladder that led up to the attic and another that led into a particularly creepy looking basement with a bunch of pipes and probably a boiler, complete with Freddy Krugar. I left that room be and walked around some more until I found another room. This one was just a room with a couple of closets and a bit more space even though it was clearly used for storage too. There was even a wardrobe, which I later tried to check for a portal to Narnia. When I first entered the room, I heard voices from behind me and turned to see what appeared to be a couple of odd animals, maybe stuffed. I brought them into the room and told them we were going to hide from the kidnappers here. They sat silently while I looked around the room and at all the junk in it. Somehow Jimmy ended up in the room with me later, and I showed him all the crazy cool stuff I found in the room. He thought a lot of it was neat too and we just spent our time digging through all of it. I found an old Cinderella jewelry box that I thought was mine, but when I finally got it out from underneath everything I saw that it wasn't because mine was from a different movie. Suddenly one of our coworkers came looking for us, and we left the room. I showed Jimmy the creepy room with the ladders, and as we were leaving a girl showed up and tried to flirt with him, but I told her to back the fuck off because he was mine. I saw her looking at him again later in a store and made stabbing motions with a pen, and she quickly looked away. I think I woke up before I finished the dream though.

Ghosts In The Machines

A guy named Marcus, a girl with short hair, and myself were staying at some sort of lab where they were experimenting with putting the souls of the deceased inside of machines. One of these machines was my mother. It wasn't a fancy machine like a humanoid robot or anything, just a robot arm like in factories. Apparently it talked and everything though. At first I had been up for the idea until I realized that it was wrong and shouldn't be going on. I told my mother that she could "go" if she wanted to, that she could move on to the next life, and Marcus, myself, and the dark haired girl made plans to escape and save our deceased loved ones. We went to grab some fast food at a drive through (Marcus and I got in my Dodge Neon, and the girl drove a white car) and Marcus went to get some new shoes. Later on, a cop was asking us about Marcus as he had stolen some shoes. We eventually went back to the lab and the head lady was having a fit because someone had interfered with the experiment. She yelled at myself and Dark Haired Girl and said we aren't allowed to eat together. Later, she tried to butter me up and took me into a room full of every stuffed animals I'd ever owned, and I was feeling very nostalgic. I picked up several and hugged them and looked them over. My favorite was a puppy, I think. I got a call later on that was supposedly from my mother. She talked to me and was supposedly feeling better, but I happened to peer around a corner and see that it was either the security guard or the head lady who was faking the voice. I made up my mind then and there to get out and to save my mother. I took one look at my stuffed animals, and probably was going to take the favorite (and a couple more with me), and began plotting my escape.

Possibly Graphic, Proceed With Caution

I was at the apartment I grew up in and playing a part in a movie with Johnny Depp where he was a vampire. He was coming after me, trying to keep his distance as I was apparently sad and wasn't running away fast enough. I got to my mother's bedroom and closed and locked the door on him, but he somehow managed to open it and found me sitting on the bed. I told him "Oh no I guess you got me", and he came over and sat with me to discuss why I was so down. After discussing, he changed into a nice suit and fixed his hair to look all fluffy and nice, and I think we were about to have... "relations" when this asshole comes in. He's part of the film too, but I don't know what part. He was mad because apparently we had eaten and not made him something, so I went to the kitchen to make him a peanut butter and banana sandwich. I searched the pantry for bananas and was surprised to find them as my mom was long deceased and there shouldn't have been anything in this pantry. I took a banana off the bunch and took it to the counter to open it and put it on the sandwich, but when I removed the peel, the inside was not a banana. It was a tiny cat. I didn't seem to care about this as the cat was most likely dead and not moving, so I started pulling off pieces like taffy and making a sandwich. I took the sandwich back to the man who didn't want it anymore, so I put it on the floor for the dogs who wouldn't touch it, all the while feeling bad about it being a cat and asking myself if it was really dead and thinking if I hadn't been in such a hurry to shut this guy up, I wouldn't have made the sandwich. We added pickles to the sandwich and the dogs ate it.