Recent dreams containing dressing page 6

Dressing identically as someone else

A man dressing like a woman with no front teeth

I was dressing my child a church uniform then a lady came pushing a baby with a pram she chase my child with that pram thenan old man told me that there is no god and i will see he drove with three people in a truck then he laught at me a white lady was in the car but i was driving the car

I dreamt I was in a lodge always upstairs, I was in labour and my old neighbour was in labour her kids and husband were there my parents and my husband but never saw his face, I gave birth then I was upstairs with my bother and his wife and my husbands brother and his wife who we don't get on with we're all together laughing and joking and taking mick out of me and my husband don't remember my husband being there then I am meant to be getting ready for my baby's christening but I'm looking in a wardrobe for a dressing gown

My dream is about my older son Alexander begin attacked by a man who wanted to kidnap him, he told me that the man was playing with kids and chasing them around, then the man turn around to him and told him that it's your turn, when i asked the man, he got a knife and swing it around, there was two police women dressing normal, when the man swings the knife i ran to Alexander try to pull him away from the man, Alexander was sitting on the cough, as i pull him the man swing the knife and cut my hand and swings again and cut Alexander throat then he place the knife on his hand, as i cry Alexander was calm with no face experience

I don't remember exactly how it started, but basically the "devil" which i cant remember what it looked like but it was a male &had hooves but stood.... and basically he was going to come and iwas going to die, and my stepsister who i'm very close with was there guiding me through the entire process and we were talking about this kid who my step sister had known who's also gone through the same thing and how its almost like killing yourself and there wouldnt be any turning back or taking anybody with you or letting anybody know and so we were picking out clothes that we wanted to take with us and we would either just drop the clothes onto the ground and they would get sucked into the ground but it wasnt working well and so the other way was to drop them down the sink which was like a sharp vacuum cuz it had small blades and would cut my fingertips each time i put clothing down it, and after i put a pair of dark blue shorts, death (devil) appeared behind me and like stabbed me slowly down my back and told me that i cant be dressing to impress any other dead people, and then me and my stepsister were by our front door and my dad came home and i was walking with him the entire time from the door up the stairs and he told me to come into his bedroom and he was basically going to yell at me for something and i was so sad that he didnt know i was dead and so i started crying cuz he technically couldnt see me but he still thought that he could since he didnt know the truth and i didnt want him yelling at me to be the last thing that he could remember doing before i died and so i walked into my room instead and my stepsister followed and i sat on the floor leaning against my bed and she sat on my desk chair and he stood and started yelling at me and i kept crying and he was so angry and he kept telling me how stupid i was and my step sister was like "billy, stop yelling before you make her upset, you're going to make her upset" and then i was crying and screaming "dad, stop it before YOU get upset!" and he kept yelling and i kept apologizing and crying cuz i really didnt want him being left with the guilt of yelling at me and he was like "Megan, what" and my step sister was like " billy, punch her" and he thought she was joking around and he laughed and playfully did but his hand went through my face and he was just like "....what.." and he sounded so broken and upset and confused like he had just been ripped into pieces and i kept saying that i was sorry and that i couldnt even leave him the note that said in green highlighter, "I'm sorry daddy and tell mom im sorry its too late now" (because me and her dont have a relationship and she hasnt come see us in over 6years) but the devil told me he would have to cut my back again if i tried to leave it because it would of messed up the entire process? and so i was cleaning my room and i left my water bottles that my room is always trashed with for my dad to try and remember me by and it was so sad and he was so unbelieveably hurt by the entire thing and then my step mom came home and he was just sitting and crying and then i was watching her car from the sky with them both in it, and she was complaining about me and he started crying and then i woke up in tears.

I dreamed that i was getting married and my friends were dressing me up. I looked very happy and cheerful

I was in a cafe/pub - quite derelict, a bit run down. I was accompanied by a person from my past and a person from my present (the persons of no great significance other than they may have crossed my mind recently). I suddenly realised I was naked and felt very exposed, so I quickly grabbed my dressing gown to cover myself up. I then saw myself (looking at - not being) as a 17 year old - same age, same hair, same clothes and horrible make up. This was just for a few moments; but I was still me. Then my sister and her husband give me their new born baby boy) (they don't have a new born baby in reality) for me to look after. He was sleeping at first but I wanted him to wake up so I could see, cuddle, play and engage with him. The baby kept waking up occasionally and smiling at me and it was a warm feeling. He looked so happy and the detail was immense. I remember thinking he had his Dad's nose. Next thing the baby was immersed in water (as per my sister's instructions for me baby-sitting). I was following her instructions; but it didn't feel right. I looked at the baby again and he was immersed quite deeply, so I decided to take him out of the water. I panicked at first because he appeared blue and that he almost died. I then very quickly brought him back to life and he was smiling again. I then continued to nurse him and cuddle him. The dream then switched slightly. I was still in the same old derelict pub/cafe; but it was like I had forgotten anyone else was there (the persons from past and present). It was just me and the baby. I was standing holding the baby facing a very clear reflection (window). Looking at this reflection, the baby was very happy and smiling and so was I. I felt a strong, warm bond with the baby.

Me and two friends went to her friends relative house and i lost them couldnt find them but was asked to come inside while his mother was teaching me to make corn bread dressing

Maggie and I were supposed to dress up together on twin day. She got a haircut so instead of dressing up with me she wanted to wear a cute outfit to show off her new haircut. I was very upset.