Why are these people after me? What did I do to make them hunt me down like a dog?
As I run and run more, they just appear to be everywhere! The city is crawling with thugs and wannabe’s but I’ve never seen these people before. Is this gang related? Why do they continue to come after me, twirling their knives and taunting me?!
I must escape! But where is my car? Where can I find safety? Will anyone help me?
And I wake up at 2 am in a deep sweat. My bed sheets underneath me are damp. My chest is dripping wet as well as my hairline. I lay in bed with my eyes open trying to get the thoughts out of my head but I can’t and before I know it, I’m back asleep dreaming again. Thanks to my 4:50 am wake up, it’s time to shake this dream and the anxiety surrounding it. But I can’t help think, what does it all mean?
The Dream
I’m in some city that I’ve never seen. It appears to be normal like, run down a bit, townhouses/row houses line the streets. People of every race out on the streets, hanging in crowds. Doesn’t appear to be much traffic in the way of vehicles though. I don’t recognize any faces but most that I am seeing are not of the friendly kind. They taunt. They have weapons. And they appear to be fired up about something.
Before I know it, I’m being chanced but at least 10 of them. Twirling their knives around and insinuating that they are coming for the kill. I manage to evade a few, hopping over fences, and seeking a place to hide. But they continue to come. I hide out in a garage thinking it was safe, but it wasn’t. I was cornered. As these dark skin men come towards me pointing their knives out in jabbing actions, I know this isn’t good. As one comes at me, I struggle to keep the knife from touching me but he is very overpowering! The knife slowly pierces into my stomach area, right below my rib cage. I scream in agony as I continue to try to keep the knife from going in! Then he pulls it out and stabs me on the lower left abdomen. I scream in pain! The rash of emotions that are flowing through me are incredible! Some how I manage to break away and get out of the garage!
But yet more of the “gang” is out there and they grab me again! I keep asking “Why are you doing this?” I never get an answer. I get racist taunting and more jabbing of the knives.
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Finally, another group of people see what’s going on and head my way. Will they help me? I sure hope so. These are a mixture of hispanic and lighter skin people. They run over with their knives to confront the others, as one of them pulls me aside to safety. They put me into a vehicle with them and take me to another garage like area. It appears to be some kind of “hang out” area.
Seeing that I’m injured, they tend to my stab wounds. However, in return for them saving me, they have one condition:
You must choose 10 people to go with you and start the kill.
What? Although I appreciate them saving me, how can I possibly just go out and kill someone. Stab them for no reason? Or am I to seek revenge on those who already harmed me? I’m in agony and still confused about what is going on! It’s like what I saw in the movie Purge! You get a free day to go out and just kill with no repercussions! This is ridiculous!
As they allow me to go, but make it clear they are watching me and if I don’t do as they ask, they will hunt me down and take me out, I head outside looking for my car. Why is my car NEVER around in my dreams?
More craziness ensues as I head out into the streets and see groups of people. All racial integrated. It’s almost as a rumble is about to happen. I have no clue where I fit! Why can’t I just flap my arms and fly away? Why don’t people leave their keys in the ignition so I can escape?
As the chasing begins once again, I find myself now running from everyone. They are carrying knives and they want to kill. Amazingly enough, I know have the strength to leap buildings and move super fast, but so can they! I see people getting slaughtered on the streets! This is unbelievable!
Where are my guns? Why am I not armed? Why do I feel helpless in this crazy world?
I need to find a safe place! I need to escape the city! But how? I’m injured and still bleeding. Apparently I let my senses down for a bit and I’m captured, once again, by the same guy that stabbed me. He starts with a slashing motion towards my face, then a jab again to my stomach. Pain! Agony! My heart in racing! I’m petrified and no one can help me!
And just like that……………………….. I woke up.
Thanks to Dream Moods, I’m able to analyze a bit:
To dream that you are wounded by a knife is symbolic of masculine or animalistic aggression.
To see someone holding a knife in your dream suggests that you lack control or power in a situation or relationship. Alternatively, the person holding a knife in your dream may be symbolic of a dominant male figure in your waking life.
To see a blade in your dream suggests that you are making some difficult and important decisions. You need to be able to make clear distinctions between your choices. It also indicates that you are walking on a thin line and need to balance aspects of your life carefully.
To dream that you are being chased signifies that you are avoiding a situation that you do not think is conquerable. It is a metaphor for some form of insecurity. In particular, to dream that you are chased by an animal represents your own unexpressed and unacknowledged anger which is being projected onto that animal. Alternatively, you may be running away from a primal urge or fear.
To dream that you have been stabbed signifies your struggle with power. You are experiencing feelings of inadequacy and defensiveness. Alternatively, the dream suggests that you are feeling betrayed as reflected by the popular phrase, “being stabbed in the back”.
So now I get to try and figure out what this intense dream is telling me. I tell you, I’ve been having a few crazy dreams lately. I’m wondering if it’s my new meds or if it’s my way of coping and trying to heal from events in my life. Thoughts?
