Recent dreams containing whispering page 3

I walk down a hall until I come to a stop. Turning my glance towards a mirror, hanging on the wall, I see myself. Only I'm different. My hair is longer, I'm way skinner than now, and I'm wearing a pretty red dress. I then hear footsteps and I look at the end of the hall, there stood three children. Two boys and a girl. They all three smiled at me and motion me closer, I followed them to a beautiful secret garden. There they want to play a game of hide-n-seek. The eldest boy was it, the rest of us went to hide. I went back into the mansion, knowing my way around, though I've never seen this place before, and opened a door. It was dark, but the sunlight hit a chair and sitting in it was a man. He looked over at me with the most beautiful eyes, a bright green. His hair was shoulder length brown and shaggy. He was slim and tall. A sudden feeling of sadness overcame me as I ran to the man, crying as I hugged him. He petted my hair saying "It's okay now, I'm here." and slowly lifted my face up to look at him. He smiled leaning closer to me whispering, "Don't cry." and I woke up

My mom I went to Rite Aid and only half of the store had the lights on. The side with the cosmetics was lit, but the side by the bathroom and refrigerators was dark. It was apparently close to the fourth of July because they had decorations for sale. However, these were not ordinary Fourth of July decorations they were left over Christmas decorations that had been made to celebrate the Fourth of July. They were mainly creepy Santas with missing eyes that were wearing top hats and holding American flags. I turned away from the decorations and behind me there a man who I believe was homeless. He had a cart with a huge case of beer in it. Suddenly, a cat crawled out of the case with a beer, proceeded to open it, and then hand it to its owner. They shared its contents. I was quite disturbed and decided to go to the restroom and wait for my mom. It was pitch black since the lights were out. It was incredibly hot so I began to take off my hoodie but it got stuck on my head and I could not get it all the way off. I was struggling to remove it when I started to hear whispering and a bunch of hands started touching my legs and back.

I dreamt that my mom I went to Rite Aid and only half of the store had the lights on. The side with the cosmetics was lit, but the side by the bathroom and refrigerators was dark. It was apparently close to the fourth of July because they had decorations for sale. However, these were not ordinary Fourth of July decorations they were left over Christmas decorations that had been made to celebrate the Fourth of July. They were mainly creepy Santas with missing eyes that were wearing top hats and holding American flags. When I turned around there was a man who I believe was homeless with a cart that had a huge case of beer in it. Suddenly, a cat crawled out of the case with a beer, proceeded to open it, and then hand it to its owner. They shared its contents. I was quite disturbed and decided to go to the restroom and wait for my mom. It was pitch black since the lights were out. It was incredibly hot so I began to take off my hoodie but it got stuck on my head and I could not get it all the way off. I was struggling to remove it when I started to hear whispering and a bunch of hands started touching my legs and back. . . Then I woke up.

I dreamt that I went to Rite Aid and only half of the store had the lights on. The side with the cosmetics was lit, but the side by the bathroom and refrigerators was dark. It was apparently close to the fourth of July because they had decorations for sale. However, these were not ordinary Fourth of July decorations they were left over Christmas decorations that had been made to celebrate the Fourth of July. They were mainly creepy Santas with missing eyes that were wearing top hats and holding American flags. When I turned around there was a man who I believe was homeless with a cart that had a huge case of beer in it. Suddenly, a cat crawled out of the case with a beer, proceeded to open it, and then hand it to its owner. They shared its contents. I was quite disturbed and decided to go to the restroom which was pitch black since the lights were out. It was incredibly hot so I began to take off my hoodie but it got stuck on my head and I could not get it all the way off. I was struggling to remove it when I started to hear whispering and a bunch of hands started touching my legs and back. . . Then I woke up.

I sat with a friend and she kept whispering that she doesn't know why she see's a dark shadow.

There are a group of male figures and they are all wearing black cloaks and I can't see any of there faces. The one in the middle of the group seems to be the leader. He steps forward and reveals his face. He slowly comes toward me until his face is right up against mine and he whispers my name. They all take turn whispering me my name and with each time they say it, it seams that they get more and more mad and angry sounding. He trying to look me in my eyes but I shut them and then I wake up. What does this mean?

I dreamed of whispering in my husbands ear to lets go have intercourse relations

I was sitting next to two people who were whispering and were giving me the middle finger.

Park scene windy colors of pinks ang Green form trees and birds birds appear small but soon are big. They are flamingo type. One falls out of tree and is hurt, I walk toward it and another bites my hand and holds it. I say I want to help and it releases. Next my mom is also unconscience and needs help my mom has been dead for 3 yrs). Next. Thing I know I wake and my sis and mom are laughing and I tell them this dream. They know about it because my mom was whispering in my ear while I was sleeping.

My mother and dead father were whispering at my kitchen table. My children were trying to hear what they were saying, and I told them it was not polite to eavesdrop on Grandma and Grandpa. Then a wind blew through and my blond hair blew off my head. My son started catching my hair. It was like wisps in the wind. My dead father also caught some. I asked my son if I could have my hair back please and he handed it to me. I looked at my father and said, "This isn't right." He looked right at me and said, "No it isn't." The I reached for the hair he had caught and instead he said "I think I'll hang on to this" and smiled at me like he used to.