What does it mean when you dream of babysitting a child and the child goes missing?
Dreams about children represent the childlike qualities in you. It doesn't necessarily mean that you're immature, but maybe you possess those good, innocent qualities of children. You were playing which means that you are trying to hold on to those qualities, but she turned up missing which may mean that you are faced with some kind of "adult" responsibilities in your waking life. You may feel that your "childhood" is over. That's why it bothered you so much. Since you called the police means that you're looking for some kind of "authority" that can help you avoid this inevitable fact of life. http://www.soulsastray.com/
What does it mean when you dream of losing an arm?
Loss of a dominant limb is about the fear of losing your ability to cope with something--and you won't leave home without your confidence. That's why your family has to run around looking for the thing you need to get that confidence back, and you are putting everyone in jeopardy (the men with guns). The whole business is a prison for you all. In the second, you're lost in the woods without it and nobody can help you or care. First you behave as if finding out that someone else did it will give you the answer. Then you treat your confidence as an external THING, something you can find and reattach rather than something you generate yourself. The blood isn't the issue; the real injury is inside. There's another school of thought that insists that every character in our dreams is another aspect of ourselves (Gestalt Theory). I could give you that interpretation, but it would be longer and would overlap
What does a dying baby and being lost in a hospital mean?
I keep having a dream, which involves me being in hospital, lost and running down corridoor after corridoor but getting know where. then all of a sudden, i come to this corridoor, and there is this faceless woman giving bith to a baby, but the then, all of a sudden the baby is screaming and dying, i start to run down corridoor after corridoor, and at the bottom of this one corridoor there is a glass window in a wall, and in this room there is an ex work college who is sitting at a table crying, and she looks at me with the sadist expression on her face. again, all of a sudden, i am running again down crridoor after corridoor, but this time i have this feeling i must tell my ex work college her baby is dying, but at the same time i know she knows this information. What is scaring me, is i have this horrible feeling of scaredness and loss.