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I dreamed I was looking out of the kitchen window at my dog Alf, a black labrador who was laying in the grass. My parents came along behind him and my father was holding a brown kitten on a lead. They wanted our dog to play with the kitten and that's how it appeared, until I saw Alf catch the kitten's head in his mouth. I knocked on the window loudly and shouted. My mother started shouting in horror too as she could see what was happening. The next thing I remember, my parents were in the kitchen with me and I picked up our small black shovel and started banging it off of the wall to stop our dog from killing the kitten. Our dog released the kitten when he heard me but to my absolute horror, I saw that the kitten's head had been decapitated and there was blood.

So, my dream was about me and how I had this boyfriend who was extremely cute and had this really curly, bushy brown hair. During most of the dream we were both in my bedroom making out most of the time and apparently we were going to have sex. I remember that my dad was going to some appointment and then after he left we'd do it since my mom was downstairs and wouldn't be able to hear us. Then my dad told us that he wasn't going to his appointment, and so my boyfriend and I were upset so I told him that we could still have sex, we'd just have to be quiet. We were talking and I couldn't remember what we were talking about. Then I jumped on him and stuck my tongue in his mouth and then we were making out. We went over to his duffel bag in the corner of my room and that's when he told me that we couldn't have sex because he didn't have a "rubber". Later that day or like the next day we were at like a private school or something because we were wearing plaid uniforms and sitting at those high bar like tables. I wasn't sitting next to my boyfriend , we were actually a few tables away and we kept sending flirty glances until this person came out and started reading off names and the heights of the person. I don't remember my boyfriend 's name but they did say he was 5'6 and I walked past him and said, "We're the same height." and then he just winked at me and then I woke up.

It was an action movie , the guy with leather jacket is the protagonist, accompanied by a short-haired martial artist girl and a long-haired girl. They came to the old hospital and the people there kills someone as if they were crazy or mentally ill . Some guy teaches them how to be not noticed by these people . Leather guy hates short haired girl but they fell in love . Short-haired attacked but survived and killed the attacker . They always ride the elevator

More than once, I get into my car and an elderly man gets in the backseat. He gives me requests as if I am a taxi, “Grocery store, please” or “Home, thanks”. I am never afraid of him and he seems to trust me. I seem to have an understanding that he knows I am not a taxi but that he needs my help; it makes me feel good to assist him. He seems kind and wise. At one point, I am driving a car and pulling a motorcycle behind me/it. At one point, I pull over and am walking around the outside of the vehicle; aware of the attention the car and motorcycle seem to be attracting (they are lovely and expensive). I get into the car and the old man is now directly beside me and he needs to go to the grocery store. I pull away from the curb but realize I leave the motorcycle behind me. I fret about this and think about backing up; it is not appropriately or legally parked but I realize there is oncoming traffic behind me and I will have to leave it and return to it later. The car has changed to more of a frame of a car; with metal bars giving it shape but otherwise completely exposed to the outside. I seem to be having trouble steering and directing the car; I am not entirely out of control but I feel clumsy with it. I am embarrassed that I do not remember how to get to the store the old man wants to go to and I have to ask him to remind me of the way - - he tells me to make a right at the next light and I do; this seems to trigger my memory and I suddenly realize the direction/store where we are going. At one point, we get out of the car and are in an elevator together – I do not remember if we are going up or down – only that we are on our way to the store.

A boy who i thought like me(we used to constantly hug and talk and play with each others hands and stuff)and i liked him quite a bit but he moved school and we lost touch- idon't know how but we saw each other in town, he took me to a place we could talk- i don't remember where it was but it had this old fashioned bench and when we were talking a friend i haven't talked to in a while and her boyfriend passed and ended up taking to us, then i remember me and the boy slow danced together

Okay, it started at home. My mom, her mom, and I were just hanging our when suddenly, my aunt and uncle (on my dad's side) knock on the door so we invite them in. They're coming to get me so I can stay with them. My cousins are with them, too. Then Olivia comes. So then we go to their house and my dad's mom is there (the whole family is there minus my mom's) and I also remember looking at pictures of my mom's side, too. I should point out that I never saw my dad during the entire dream. Which is odd. So everything is happy and normal and I'm getting along with my cousins. But the first bad thing happened then, I shattered some glass right next to my niece's feeding table and I felt so guilty, it was a really strong feeling. Anyways, so my cousin is and I go to a club or something. Then the next bad thing starts to happen. I'm dancing with a guy and all of a sudden, he's like, forcing himself on me. Like anally. So that was bad and even kinda painful. But its like, I didn't do or say anything about in the dream and idk why. So then we go on down to WV (I think) and attend some school. There's so many random people from so many different periods and places in my life at the school. I'll just mention that I didn't see you the entire dream, either. Or Jason, which, and this sounds weird, but I rarely have a dream that Jason isn't in. Anyways, Liv is there and we're in class when all of a sudden, there's like a serious shift in the atmosphere. Everything gets tense and dark like in movies right before the bad guy strikes, y'know? Some boys go outside and come back to tell us that there's a man out there. They seem to have heard of him from somewhere but idk where. I go out to look cuz I'm feeling really brave and protective and across a misty field, I see a man in all black with his back facing me. He's in a trench coat and some kind of hat (fedora possibly) but I never see his face. I run back inside and nearly everyone is gone. Of the few left, several kids (like our age and younger) want to go out there, whether becuz they want to fight him or becuz they feel they have to. But I have an awful feeling about this man, I just somehow know that he makes people suffer or do terrible things. I pack a bag and escape out a fire exit. As I'm leaving, I turn back to see him staring at me through a window but he doesn't seem to have a face yet I know he's smiling cruelly. I don't know how far I made it into the woods before I woke up.

I was dreaming of what seemed like my very first boyfriend from over 15 yrs ago. He was white and had a motorcycle. He bought a house for us and we were slowly starting to renovate it together, when he drove off to go to the store to pick up something. Then somebody had called me telling me he was in an accident and in the hospital. By the time I got there he had died. I was so heartbroken and went back to the house he had bought for us. I kept renovating like he had planned on doing. Then I saw what was his ghost leaving me messages and hugging me tight. Then I noticed he had the same catheter for dialysis as my current fiance has. Yet, my fiance is black. It felt like it was a mix between both of them. Anyway... I kept crying and crying and the pain of having lost my love felt so real. All of a sudden my father came by and brought me laundry my (ex) boyfriend had washed last and pictures of me and him, so I kept crying even more. My father, which lives in another country, came to comfort me. Yet, the ghost was still present and kept drawing me messages on the kitchen table telling me how much he loves me. It felt so real and I woke up feeling very odd and sad. I don't even know if the love in my dream was my ex from over 15 yrs ago or my fiance from now. They both completely different, but in my dream it was like a mix of.them. what does that mean?

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