I've only had three dreams that I can actually remember in my life. Feel free to give interpretations or explanations on these. All of these, regardless of when it happened, are as clear as day.
Dream 1: Age... about 5-8
Classification: Traumatic Nightmare
--I was going through a sorta inn-like place, like something from medieval times, except everybody in there were portrayed as the Muppets [Jim Henson's puppet-things, remember? Kermit the frog and such?]. Everything was really smoky and hazy, and I got the distinct impression of... not 'evil' but something more like 'malicious intent.' I somehow knew where to sit at the table, kinda near the fire, and someone just put a hunk of something on the plate in front of me. To this day, it makes me cringe thinking about it... it was one of the muppet rats, but roasted on a stick. At that age, I at least had the presence of mind to notice that everybody was looking at me and all their shadows had grown all big and distorted, covering the walls, giving me the instinct to "shut up and dont make sudden movements!!!" I recall calmly informing myself that I should not be there, and mentally forced myself backwards into the darkness behind me, where I knew it would be safer, and woke up at that point. To this day I can't eat anything with the texture of that, and 10+ years later I still clearly remember it.
Dream 2: Age... 17
--I was in my room, and I knew that there were no other people there, and that nothing existed outside of my house. I just knew it as a fact, and that I was expecting something to happen. I look up, and what I can only describe as Death is there. It was like a hazy 'shroud' that had a human-esque form, I dunno if there was any scythe, doesnt matter. It moved slowly towards me, and I dodged around it in terror, and spend a great deal of time after that avoiding it, attacking it with any and all objects, setting traps to kill it, etc. I even vividly recall balancing on the door in the corner and trying to stab Death in the head as it went in the room, but no matter what I did I could not stop it. I was in an open space in the living room and suddenly, I just realized something, had some epiphany... Turned around, and there was Death, just waiting. I was very calm, and just walked up to it and knelt down, and felt like my 'self' was just being sorta lifted/sucked/floating away. I entirely lost consciousness in the dream, saw nothing, not even any color, and then woke up feeling more peaceful than I ever have before. Since then, I seem to have lost any fears I had as well.
Dream 3: Age 18, This morning.
Classification: Oh God, *not* a premonition...
--I had started the upcoming semester, and met some cute girl. We hung out, etc, and after some time [time kept sorta 'whooshing' forwards in this dream] she asked me to walk her home. At her house, she came onto me... you get the rest. Believe it or not, it actually darkened out and cut out any sexual scenes I would have had in my dream with the *Time-whoosh* thing. I apparently had my own internal censor. She got closer to me during who knows how many weeks, and such. Suddenly, her father appeared with her at the college, screaming and shouting about how I got her pregnant. Next *Time-whoosh* I know, we are apparently being put into the modern-day shotgun wedding at age 18. And here I wake up, 4 in the morning, panicking, and it takes me a full 3 minutes to realize that it was just a dream.
-------If I see this girl in real life next semester, I may just run away screaming. I do not wish to be married at this age. Its... a scary thought. Although, if it is a premonition and I avoid it, what if something horrible would happen to her because I didnt go through with the dream's events... gah I hope its just a dream...
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Any interpretations of these? I never remember my dreams, even after directly waking up [I sleep deep enough to be considered dead], so they must mean something if I can actually remember all 3 of these this clearly.
-Oh, and I have had past experiences with premonitions. When I was in elementary school [over 11 years ago], I wrote a paper that basically described 9-11 to the detail, just excluding names and organizations. Its still around in the garage somewhere.