I dont dream about such awful dreams but this one was beyond horrible!
It starts with me going to a posh make up store. I look at their products. Two 10 year old girls enter the store. They are dressed in flashy revealing clothes. They have tons of make up on. They are loud and violent. They take out weapons and start assaulting but not really hurting people. I run to a bathroom (the scene here changes from store to my home) and take a long cable. I run out and whip the girls with it. They run away.
Then I go to my bedroom and sleep. In my dream, I have a dream (!). The dream is short. My mother is on top of a building with my sister and my brother who are both children in my dream. My siblings jump. They land safely on a wide belt and are lifted up into a helicopter. My mum jumps, misses the belt and dies. I wake up and am crying. I'm 10 years old. I run to my father who is in a big comfy chair reading the newspapers and tell him about the dream. He comforts me and then takes me and the family to the shopping centre. In the shopping centre its just a blur of scenes. The first one is my father dying. He is carrying shopping bags. He faints and lies there on the floor. Then I am a child again and see some horrible men molesting my sister (who is 5 in my dream) with a monstrous anal sex toy. She is suffering so much that in my dream I faint (i'm not a person to fain when I see blood and people suffer). Many men watch and she is trying her best to get free but fails. Then the men pour petrol over her and thats when I fain.
Then its back to my father again. He is still on the floor and I run up to him crying like mad with a voice that is not human. I see a chart next to him and it says he is dead. A man ( short fat indian man with very very ugly face) appears. He shows me a different chart and the chart shows heart activity which makes me cry in happiness. Then the bastard declares himself god and says if I dont do what he says I wont bring my father to life. I do all he wants me to do (which is nothing but listen to his lies and see his fake religious items) until he shows me the fake jesus death cloth and I start screaming because I realise he is not god and wont bring my father back to life.
Then its me as a child again holding my newborn brother and being so happy its unbelievable. I carry the beautiful baby in my hand and I'm just so very very happy. I kiss his soft skin and he smiles. Its an unbelievable feeling (my brother is 11 now and I still love him so very very much)
Then its back to my father. I realise that this false god was lying to me and that my father wont return of the dead. I go to the living room and my mother is sitting there watching tv. I cry to her in an unbelievable voice. Its not mine and not human at all! I'm not sure its even audible the way other voices are! I cry and cry in the deepest sadness and she just sits there emotionless and is very cold. she says, "whats the big deal? we get a new father" I cant believe what she is saying and i do that strange cry again. I wake myself up at that point because I am actually screaming!!! My mom came to my room and she was a pale as a ghost thinking I was being killed where in reality I just had a really bad dream!
My siblings (11, 17 and 19) are all healthy and fine. my sister wasn't sexually molested as a child)
My mother is fine and my father just came back from work. I think he needs to know how much I love him and how any harm to him would kill me. can anyone tell me what this dream means and why I had a nightmare? Can anyone see the symbolism? What does the death of a mother and a father mean? what does dreaming in a dream mean? what does rape mean? and what does it mean to see a fake god? please help!!