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I dreamt about two guys in my house that were supposed to be my Dad and my Brother. However the guy did not look like my father and I don’t realy have a brother in real life. They got into an argument and then the brother started testing the father’s patience. The brother looked at us and took a knife and started cutting his face by slicing the skin off from the sides. He kept saying “You think I can’t do this huh?” Then he pulled the layer of skin off his face, bleeding everywhere . He was trying to imitate another serial we encountered, to prove something to the father. From my side view I could see messages pop up of some woman sending laughing emojis mocking his appearance. I got afraid so when they were distracted (talking about the bite of 87) I jumped out the back door and over the fence to escape with some money, but by then the police already arrived. I don’t know who called the police.

Found a pimple on my face, specifically around my chin area, and I decide to squeeze the thing. So I pop the pimple and the usual gunk comes out, along with two long hairs and I HAVE to pull them out. While searching for a pair of tweezers I get this weird feeling at the back of my throat around the tonsils. I head over to the mirror and low and behold there's this tennis ball sized mass of hair behind my tonsils in what appeared to be a hole created in my palate. I wanted it gone consequences be damned, moments away from sticking my hand in my mouth to try and rip it out.

I was reading a book about an infamous man who was untouchable and unstoppable. He was still around today and was gaining power through his gangs. The only thing that gave people hope was the fact that he wore an eye patch, which showed everyone that somehow he got hurt and has weakness. I was suddenly back in time in a small cafeteria in a room of a church hall with teenagers my age. The evil man came in, my age, with two gang members with him. He ordered us all to bow to him or face him. Everyone screamed and scattered. Chaos ensued. I hid behind a flipped table and started throwing anything I could reach at him while screaming at him. I threw a small bouncy ball and it hit him hard in the eye, causing his eye to pop out and be replaced by the ball. I started gagging but everyone else was cheering that someone stood up to him.

I was in my school wearing a purple shirt and pants and i realized that i was on the top floor on the kindergarten floor and i saw Jessie and Woody in a room with a single kid there so i got scared so i gone down the stairs and i saw it was grade 4 -3 floor and then i gone up the stairs and i saw there was actually a grade 1-2and i went down i couple of floors and i saw the grade 5-6 floor and then while i was on the stairs i heard the voice of my mischievous friend Rhia she said come on pop the bubbles so i pop some and when i gone to the corner i saw my crush talking to the teacher and then when i passed them i saw stairs that was very scary cause they lead to a dark room so i discontinued and then i saw Jameschian my friend going to the stairs with curiosity i stopped him so cause i already seen what it leads to so he understands it and goes.

I was in my school wearing a purple shirt and pants and i realized that i was on the top floor on the kindergarten floor and i saw Jessie and Woody in a room with a single kid there so i got scared so i gone down the stairs and i saw it was grade 4 -3 floor and then i gone up the stairs and i saw there was actually a grade 1-2and i went down i couple of floors and i saw the grade 5-6 floor and then while i was on the stairs i heard the voice of my mischievous friend Rhia she said come on pop the bubbles so i pop some and when i gone to the corner i saw my crush talking to the teacher.

For the past 2 day's I've had similar dreams. They are both different, but the same thing happens in some shape or form. In the first dream, I was with a choir. It was a big day for us. A big performance was coming. Before the performance, though, we had to sing while someone took pictures. I remember my picture being awful, my mouth was open way too much. All most in an unnatural way. And then we individually sang a song. But I didn't know mine. It was for a grade, so I would have to take it again sometime. Then I was on a roof. Kind of a balcony on the roof. A tall glass building. I'm guessing about 10 stories up. And a girl said it was time to retake it. She had a camera. For some reason, I didn't think I was supposed to sing that song, which I didn't know. And I remember a song in my head. In reality I've never heard of it. It was completely new and it sounded like it could be an extremely popular song. It was a pop song. And the lyrics were really good. I was going to sing the song, but then I suddenly forgot it. And I instead sang Sweet Escape. The girl interupted and told me I wasn't singing the right song. I remember in the dream feeling constant embarrassment. There was a lot more in the dream, that right now I can't quite recall, but that is all in the dream about the choir. In the second dream, I was back in time. I was, I'm guessing, around the 1930's. In reality I'm 15 years old. But for some reason in this time setting my mom was younger. I can't recall how younger. Anyways, I was in a school. I had gym. And I remember being rather unpopular... but that doesn't matter. Later on, I had a big choir performance. On stage, big crowd, lights out, everything was about to start. I was on the top row. There were only four other girls there with me. We were all on the left side. All the other rows were crowded, but there was a clearing in the middle. We were singing Ring Christmas Bells. For some reason, my voice was awful. I sang quietly because of it. It was out of tone and scratchy. At some point the girls and I on the top row were going to do a little routine. I didn't know about it, but I went along with it. I went on the other side. Me and one of the other girls were supposed to spin around each other. From this point imagine the stage from a side angle. The rows of the stage horizontal. She thought was supposed to go right and me left. But for some reason I knew I was supposed to go right. I was determined to stay on the right side. She kept on giving my a funny look. Obviously signaling for me to go to the other side. I didn't. We briefly bumped into each other before she went on the other side. At some point in the song, the choir was supposed to be quiet. I didn't know and continued singing the song. Rather quietly, still. But people heard and gave my funny looks. I stopped, embarrassed. Somehow, I managed to get in the row below. I noticed because when I looked up, I couldn't see the audience. The row below had lots of tall boys that I couldn't possibly see over. Nor could anyone see me. I was the only one at this row. I liked that the audience couldn't see me anymore, then I couldn't embarrass myself anymore. Now go back to viewing the stage vertically. I was still on the left side of the stage. On the right side, a row below me began a group of African Americans. They continued for another few rows. One of them was signaling at me. Trying to tell me to come to her, that she had something important to say to me. I knew her. I reality, I knew her from 6th grade. I was in a different school then. We weren't really close, I don't even remember her name. We were classmates. But in the dream she was a random girl. I didn't want to go to her though. I liked where I was, where no one could see me. Plus it was still in the middle of the performance. I didn't want to draw any more attention to myself. And to get to her I would have to jump over a chair in the middle clearing. Yeah, there were chairs there, like the ones at movie theaters. And once I got to her the people would easily see me. There weren't any tall people in the row below her. I changed my mind, however, when a really tall African American girl sat in the chair in front of the one I was supposed to go to. I then went to her. At least once I got there no one would see me. From there the dream was a blur. I don't remember what she told me. Also, since my first big mistake in the performance, especially the little routine I messed up with the girl, our choir teacher would beat me. Like how teachers did to students back then. Even though I didn't see the teacher, I know what she looks like. I've never seen her in reality. She was an old, skinny, wrinkly lady. Her gray hair is back in a tight bun. She wore an old victorian black dress. Long sleeve and turtleneck. And she carried a teachers stick. The ones they used to hit children back then. And I just knew she was glaring wholes through at me backstage throughout the performance. There was a lot more in this dream too, but this is everything about the choir. In reality I do have choir. But I sing good and never had a bad experience with it. All the choir teachers I've had were real nice. I think these dreams have a more intense, abstract meaning behind them. Any dream experts out there? Please help.

I go into her room in an old house that I used to live in I catch myself and my sister and boyfriend together I ran out the room he came running behind me we start arguing my sister end up getting involved and she end up killing him my brother pop out another room opening the door and then I wake up and then I end up going back to sleep and then I dream I'm worried about what's going to happen to us my mom and daddy laying in the bed I go and ask them what should I do should I leave out of town and they tell me not to worry about it my sister take care of it my uncle and my need my clothes are sitting on the couch and they visiting from out of town i look out the kitchen window the whole back yard is dug up i walk away and it's a lion sitting on the table a baby lion and I go and pick up the line and I go in my room and I sit on the bed and I'm holding the lion

I go into her room in an old house that I used to live in I catch myself and my boyfriend together I ran out the room he came running behind me we start arguing my sister end up getting involved and she end up killing him my brother pop out another room opening the door and then I wake up and then I end up going back to sleep and then I dream I'm worried about what's going to happen to us my mom and daddy laying in the bed I go and ask them what should I do should I leave out of town and they tell me not to worry about it my sister take care of it my uncle and my need my clothes are sitting on the couch and they visiting from out of town and it's a lion sitting on the table a baby lion and I go and pick up the line and I go in my room and I sit on the bed and I'm holding the lion

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