What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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It's like another version of my past at age 10 or so; except we all aged up by 4-5 years.
The same apartment, the same neighbor kids and the same cousins we all hung around with.

Except apparently, my other neighbor friends and some of my cousins are having a quarrel against my other neighbor friends and other cousins.

I spent most of the time in the dream hijacking and stealing one of my friend's minicar -- a car that isn't even common irl.
And I kept switching between this alternative reality to some semi-horror cartoon show involving some vampire in a mansion burnt and abandoned.

Apparently, I'm solving some alternative fictional cartoon crime as if I'm having some sort of lore fixation -- while trying to make 2 factions of friends and relatives get together again.

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i dreamt i was back at work in the army operating room, but updated to the present day, we were prepping a patient for gynecological surgery but she was still in her civvie dress [jeans and jean jacket] as she lay on the operating room table, her husband was dressed identically to her. we were waiting for the surgeon to arrive. nobody was wearing scrubs nor were there instruments laid out or anaesthesia services in-room. just friends and family were there. and me with little to do.

i dreamt i was at a taxi stand with alex trebek just before he died, he was looking pale and weak, with a bandage over a chemo port low on his neck. he tried to be jovial with me and i encouraged him as best i could. we caught a taxi back to the hotel [he'd just given a speech downtown somewhere] and took an elevator together to our respective floors.

I was living in a single story house in a large American city and spent the day writing code when an old friend of mine from out of town arrived. He asked me if I had looked outside and so I did. In spite of being about 7 pm in the summer, it was quite dark outside.

I opened the door and turned on the porch light and looked and saw that there was a fine black soot a few feet above the top of the door travelling in big air currents. The only light was from other lights below the fine black soot. The black particles made me think of carbon black. I stepped out and found that the black soot was also a foot deep on the ground, but when you stepped your foot went all the way to the ground.

Then I noticed that the cloud ceiling of the black soot was coming down slowly and realized that we would be completely engulfed in it soon and that as it settled onto the ground, it would keep rising until we were engulfed in it and it might be possible to find us millions of years from now as fossils in our houses. The only hope was to find a point much, much higher.

I got in the car ready to go up a nearby mountain but it was already too thick to be able to drive anywhere.

Wishing that I lived in a high rise that might keep us above it before the black soot storm ended, I managed to get back into the house before I woke up.

i had a dream where my sweetie fell ill, and i took her to the hospital where she collapsed in the hallway outside the ER, i picked her up off the floor which BTW was filthy with other patients' hair. i picked the hair off her as best i could then some nurses came running up and took her away and told me to stay back. just then one of my sweetie's friends came up to me and spoke to me about how i could make her better with some energy work, and just as she was describing it to me i awoke.

That I was in the gracery store, or middle school I used to go to, wnen I got a special T-shirt from it, the kids I knew who used to bully and harass me came up to me and start to cause trouble. I start to ignore them, but they WON'T ignore me, and start saying things I don't feel comfortable hearing. I told them to stop and go away, walking faster, and they start to harass me even more. When one of them grabbed me, I defensively pushed him away, causing the others to get more aggressive and started chasing after me. I tried to run from them as fast as I can throughout the building, but some other mean kids appeared out of nowhere and chased after me as well. When an adult appears, the kids come up to them, and say that I'M the one started the bullying or say that I hit them for "no reason", playing the victim. I told the adults that it's not true and some wanted to believe me, but the kids start to threaten the adults and ME to hurt us, which caused me to freak out and run away some more, and they continued to chase after me. One kid caught up to me as I ran from the entrance, and when he saw my mother outside and quickly ran up to her to tell the lie about me, it was in this moment I don't know what to do next, either to run back inside the building, run up to her, or just stay where I am. And that's when I woke up, panting.

Should I be concerned about the dream I just had, since it's based off of my horrid experience from childhood?

^^^that sounds like PTSD to me. IMHO psychopaths are a leading cause of PTSD in other people.

i dreamt i was at SeaTac Intl. Airport, i was at the arrivals/pick-up gate, there was a bit of loose carpeting about 30' long that had slid off the sidewalk and onto the pavement, i tried to straighten it out but each time i got one side straight the other side slid back down. futility.

i dreamt i was doing yard work at the tin can, when my past memories invaded my waking awareness, everything mixing together in the same time and space. then just as mysteriously it all vanished.

I was dreaming about a goldfish called Kathy and she had all carrots in her bowl so I cleared them away and put more water in so she could swim and I fed her and then I made her a song:

Oh Kathy can't you understand
Fish is for the water
People for the land

i dreamt i was in a civilian workplace but all the people there were drill sergeants in civilian clothes but just as bossy and bullying.

My dream starts in a suburb where the houses were cut into a gum forest. I'm in a lounge room talking to a middle aged woman when a bullet punched through a window and a bullet hole appeared in her forehead. The man on the couch dies as I drop and crawl for the back door.
As I sprint through the backdoor neighbours yard I hear the door kicked open behind me and glance back to see a man in black run after me, joined by two more from the front yard.
I am pursued for several blocks, with none of the neighbours even noticing that they were shooting at me. I try to catch my breath behind a refrigerator in someone's carport, but the resident steps out the back door and just as he's about to give away my location I wake up.