Recent dreams containing foster

My niece that was adopted from foster care was in my dream. She came looking for her real family

I'm a 17 year old girl who is not living with my parents and dreamt of my parents getting into a car crash . My father was the driver and my mother was in the front passenger seat and my 7 year old baby brother was on the back seat . I was not in the car . My foster mother tells me later that day what happened after I got home from school and we immediately rushed to the hospital . The doctor told me that my father died on the scene and my mother died on the way to the hospital and my 7 year old baby brother is in a coma. The doctor thrn told me that they need to put my brother in a child welfare system and that I can not take him because I'm not 18 yet. I kept shouting at the doctors that they can not take my baby brother away from me. Then I turned to my foster mother with tears in my eyes and said "please help him"

I dreamt I was holding a bay with the most beautiful face and smile it was as a coworkers baby that she was fostering and was going to give it back sad

In a hospital protecting a foster parent whilst the father attacked me, then attacked the baby because of me

Tornado over ocean turned into tsunami, ran through the house clutching my blond foster child sister, closing all the windows. waves enormous.

Tsunami big waves beach house shore closing all the windows holding Izzy my white blond foster child sister.

I'm asleep and my dad came into my foster home and attacked me

Me and my boyfriend were in a big house the walls where all very white i think it was his foster home and i told him we should run. we out chased cops. We had stuff. He had my computer. but it was plugged into the wall still so i told him to rip them out and run as in we would get new cords for the computer later. I was laughing with him but always telling him to watch out in the dream because hes never careful enough about things. he always lets his guard down to easy. but, he still managed to get away from the cops. We got out to a skate park and he was taking things too easy. He said something if they other people at the skate park in the dream aren't careful they will be arrested. then a cop car came right by my boyfriend he still managed to barely get away. by twisting out of their grasp. We where both running but, the cops where more focused on my boyfriend in the dream.

Me and my boyfriend were in a big house i think it was his foster home and i told him we should run. we out chased cops. We had stuff. He had my computer. but it was plugged into the wall still so i told him to rip them out and run as in we would get new cords for the computer later. I was laughing with him but always telling him to watch out in the dream because hes never careful enough about things. he always lets his guard down to easy. but, he still managed to get away from the cops. We got out to a skate park and he was taking things too easy. He said something if they other people at the skate park in the dream aren't careful they will be arrested. then a cop car came right by my boyfriend he still managed to barely get away. by twisting out of their grasp. We where both running but, the cops where more focused on my boyfriend in the dream.

My little brother had died in my dream. He was getting ready to go off to college but somethin g happened, im not sure how he died. But my parents told me in my dream and I was crushed. I felt this huge weight descend upon me and I was overwhelmed. I thought I was on the couch but when I looked up, I was standing by the huge window in our living room. I watched as our van drove away like it had when my 1 year old foster brother went back to his father. I couldn't breathe because I was so sad and angry this was happening....again. An old, beat up green truck (a truck my brother would have loved) was backing into our drive way. I heard my sister say, "someone's here" and when I looked into the reflection in the glass I saw my friend that passed away a year ago.I said quietly "Derek? Why are you here? What does this mean?" I remember being so sad, words just fail to describe it. But Derek lowered his head and shook it as he put a hand on my shoulder. My parents looked at me with their tear filled eyes like I was crazy. I went to the door, it felt like it took forever, but as I did all my memories of my brother flooded me. I finally reach the door and it's a little boy with his back turned to me. I place my hand on his shoulder to turn him toward as me. As I turn h i m, he morphhs into my 6 foot tall brother: he was crying and smiling, brushing this all off like would in a joke. "Please, please dont leave! I love you. Please don't go." He hands me a dish with food, smiles, hugs me and leaves for the truck. Derek comes out and again places his hand on my shoulder. "It's going to be ok." He whispers in my ear. Derek hugs me and then gets in the truck with my brother. I'm left on the porch, darkness descends upon me and I cry. Because I dont want to be ok, I want them all back. My brothers....When I went back inside, my parents ashed me to write his obituary but I could with that face starring back at me because once I write it, he's really gone. My brother really would be gone. And that's when I woke up crying because it felt too real to be a dream.