For the first part, I am one of three kids lost in the woods, one of us is murdered by a crazy woman (not me) and then is shot.

Second part, I am a newly married woman who just moved into a house over the place where the forest used to be. The murdered crazy woman reappears, and I shift to her pov. Apparently, she never really died or is just flat out back. She wants forgiveness, but doesn’t know how to ask for it. The newlyweds are afraid of me/her and bury me alive in the same spot where I had been buried before underneath the floor boards of their new home. I find it ironic that they are murdering a murderer instead of just turning me in.

My point of view then shifts back to the married woman, and I see the crazy murderess buried again (this time from an outside point of view, obviously), she is laughing like a manic. I am crying for some reason, and feel guilty. Someone walks in, an old cop (I think it was), he asks what my husband and I are doing. I think we lie and he goes away.

Third part, my husband and I are looking for a new home, we even have a new realtor (she’s Chinese). She points us to another house not far from our old one. She tells us that no one has died there, yet. Unlike all the other houses in the neighborhood and that it is very uncommon to find a house where no one has been murdered in the area.

Fourth part, complete dream shift, this part is really weird (I see it from three pov’s at once and I don’t how it all went down). Okay, so I am driving this really high tech sports car at night in some big city I don’t recognize. I also have a passenger, I see it from her pov as well, she’s terrified, unlike me. There’s also this voice in my head who sees things from the sky, she’s watching the sports car from above.

Anyway, I’m driving the car superfast, laughing and enjoying myself. The voice is telling me all my turns at the last second, making me nearly spin out of control for each one. The passenger is freaking out big time. Telling me to slow down and not listen to the voice because it is obviously not good. I ignore the passenger and continue to drive pell-mell down the road with the voice instructing me on where to go. Suddenly, the voice doesn’t tell me to make a turn until it has already past. I’m ticked off and my passenger is all “I told you so”.

But other than getting angry, I still trust the voice. I turn around and make the turn, though I’m trying a slower than before. Ahead of me is this massive parking garage. The voice wants me to park there, bypassing all the nice open parking space littered in the nearby area. Meteors then begin to fall from the sky, they seem to want me to turn around and not go to the parking lodge. They are landing on either side of me as well, not really wanting to do me harm.

I reach the parking garage and enter it. Then I begin to wind my way up. My passenger is frantic now, but the voice is gleeful. Everything is fine until we reach the second level of the garage.

My pov then switches fully to the voice and her aerial view and I watch, happy, as the garage tips over into a lake. Killing the driver and the passenger.

Fifth part, I am now an old woman, with memories of all the previous dreams, it’s like I was the same person for each. I have a sister who is pure evil and who has been trying/leading me down a dark path all my life and an ex-husband that has custody of our two kids, a small boy and an older girl. I still love my ex and he still loves me. He is going to be coming over soon to check on me, he wants to see if we still have a shot (if I’m good again).

My sister appears (btw, we are in our mansion) and tells me that one of our pet frogs has escaped (it is a massive rainforest type frog). We both then run off throughout the house looking for it. I eventually find it in my bathroom (which looks like my real life bathroom except, there is a small fishbowl on the toilet containing (in my dream) mine and my sister’s second rainforest frog). I then shut my bathroom doors and chase the escaped frog around the small room, eventually catching it and cramming it in the small fishbowl with the other frog.

I hear my sister announce my ex’s arrival and I turn to leave the bathroom. The doors are locked my sister has locked me in. I turn back around, frustrated, and watch another frog escape the bowl.

Time passes, and I hear my ex leave. The bathroom door on my right opens and I enter. It’s a bedroom (that’s not supposed to be apart of my house). I hurry through it to find a small bathroom. I then get in the shower. I guess I jump back in time then.
Turns out this is my ex’s and mine’s old bathroom and that had been our old bedroom. I hear him on the other side of the bathroom door. He is questioning me about the safety of our children. I assure him that they will be fine.

Sixth part, I don’t really remember this, but my two kids die in it because of me and my sister.

Seventh part, I’m back in the shower. I q
Seventh part, I’m back in the shower. I quickly get out of it, scared. I leave the bathroom to face my husband (who looks like Ricky Ricardo). I tell him I’m not safe to be around that he and the kids should stay away from me. I get dressed then leave the room without him saying a word.

Eighth part, I’m entering the bedroom again in present time. It is all blue now. Blue curtains (two windows), blue carpet, blue comforters on two queen sized beds. I see my ex sleeping in the far bed, and an empty bed beside it. I crawl in the empty bed, wanting to feel safe, and I do, for the first time in awhile I do. I then feel lumps in the bed and I realize that my two small children were there, waiting for me. My ex then wakes up, and all of them are happy to see me home again.