Dream about killing old friend

Dream about Killing Old Friend is a sign for openness and concealment at the same time. You may need to discover the soul within your own self. You are feeling helpless in a situation. This dream is a portent for the duality of human nature. Perhaps you are feeling out of touch with those around you.

Kill in your dream symbolises your guilty indulgences. You are trying to escape from the stresses in your daily life. You are being hammered or intoxicated. This dream is a hint for your passiveness in a situation. You are being put to the test or being scrutinized in some way.

Old dream points at your need to settle down. You are afraid that others will know of your short-comings. You may be dealing with issues of substance abuse. This dream is an omen for your fear or guilt. You need to look at a problem from a different perspective.

Friend in this dream denotes confusion. You need to deviate from your plans. You are feeling off balance and out of sync. This dream signifies some minor disputes. You need to expand your reach.

Dream about Killing Old Friend is a symbol for insights from your subconscious mind. You are shedding your old identity. You need to proceed carefully and weigh all the pros and cons of some important decision. The dream is a signal for cycles and the passage of time. You need to listen up.

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Altilegna

I was with my childhood friend and there with other people,they started coming at me like zombies and I took a long wooden bat and started hitting each one in the face and they died. I was in a building when I saw that all the people and my friend who had attacked me walking around in their own group of the undead. I wore a black hoodie and tried to blend in well searching for an escape route. I sat by my friend who didn’t recognize me and spoke in sign language she smiled and fist bumped me.

Jan

I ran into an old friend, he had turned dark and bitter. He blamed my kind of “people” for it. I confronted him and told him that he wasn’t raised like this. he got mad and started stabbing me with a pencil. I had not choice but to strangle him. While he was dying I said to him ” It was fortunate seeing you brother” after he had died he turned into a different person. I didn’t recognize this person, he was atleast 10 years older then my old friend was.