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My boyfriend Nick, a co worker and myself are being held hostage by an unknown male. We are at my parents house, alone. He seems to be mentally challenged, gets frustrated and yells orders at us. In my dads garage he has my boyfriend In a chair and has me typing out a kind of list of demands or something on the computer, I'm not sure. As I cry, I explain that my dad will be VERY angry at us for being in his garage when he gets home. The unknown bad guy laughs and says he'll get him drunk or use this, and motions at a knife in is pocket. Nervously I sit down on Nicks lap and keep typing but Nick is slowly backing us up towards the door. The attacker notices this and reaches for a cable to tie us up. I cry and ask him not to. Suddenly, we are in a different part of the house with the same chair. As the bad guy gives me orders, I motion to Nick to run for the back door, he does very quickly. As the attacker runs after him I scream for my co worker to follow me into my old bedroom and try to lock the door, but the attacker is much stronger and forces his way into the room. I beg him not to hurt us and he knocks us onto the floor. With 2 ball point pens he starts stabbing at my legs and saying "I'm gonna kill you both!" When he motions towards my co worker I scream, "please, I'll do anything!" He reaches into his pocket and grabs a handful of permanent markers. He starts writing obscene things up and down my legs. He lifts my shirt and writes "I love sex" on my stomach. Before he can actually touch me, Nick is back in the room kicking him off of me! The rest is blurry but the bad guy was gone and my co worker unscathed except for one pen mark. I climb onto what is my old bed and everyone seems fine except me. I'm uncontrollably crying. When my parents get home they don't even offer a hug. I tell my mom what he tried to do and she starts recounting stories from when I was younger saying "you've always been sexual"! Only my older brother Dustin, who I haven't seen in 3 years holds me and tells me it's ok. And it's not until my mom sees me shaking and crying and lifting my pant legs to show her, that she realizes how very real and scary it all was for me. Then I woke up.

I was at what i think was a party.. my 'friend' who i've never really liked went home on what looked like a motorbike.. i got jealous because i'm known for having a bike.. i started to imagine what it would be like to ride her bike.. all of a sudden i am riding her bike.. to my disappointment it is only a moped ... i take it back to her house at night and park it next to an inflatable kayak.. i take the moped out for a second joy ride, this time with the kayak.. i get to a small fairytale-like lake, that is glowing and surrounded by willow trees and soft moss draped over rounded rocks.. nothing happens there but next i am on horse back with the kayak over my shoulder.. i stop by a tree at the top of a small bank.. somehow i do something wrong and the horse is dead, hanging from a rope on the tree, it's head and shoulders resting slightly on the ground. Blood starts to run down the hill... I'm not panicking at this point.. everything is calm.. i take the kayak and the moped back to the girls house and then go back to the horse.. all i can think is hat i'm going to be found out.. someone is going to see the horse... At the bottom of the bank there are some small houses, one of which i remember from another dream.. it was my boyfriend s aunts house in my dream and i had stayed there previously... at the back of the houses were areas that were filled with water (there has been a lot of flooding near me lately) the water starts to turn an orangey red-ish colour and i realise it must be the horses blood tainting the water.. now i hear voices shouting and screaming about the hanged horse on the hill... i just remember feeling scared and guilty.. but not panicked..then i woke up..... This dream has been bothering me for two days and i still remember how everything felt so vividly..

I was at my brothers house, it was me, my older brother, and his friend tony. Tony is married (In reality, he’s married and me and him, pre coming out, had a thing.) But, In my dream, me and tony had maybe moved past (what we had already done in the physical reality… Had sex. blah blah blah) Anyway, Me and tony separated from each other, to meet at a specific location. So I had my brother fly me in a paper plane, over to this location that me and tony decided that we would meet. Me and tony met on the train. Though the front car was full, there were tons of other spots to sit on the cars behind….But we chose two seats, in which we cuddled. What happened? I got comfortable with him. I felt at peace being in his arms. Then his wife comes on the train, looking for both of us. She’s raging angry, but it’s almost as if we’re invisible. Because she passes by us, raging. I’m panicking and Tony is just sitting there. While he’s sitting there he’s taking pain killers and both of us are kind of numb. The train stops at an unknown station and instead of everyone walking out, they disappear. Now it’s just me, tony and the train conductor wearing a mask that covers his face. The conductor looks at me and hands me a knife. I start curing my hand and arm open, letting the blood drip out as tony still looks numb. I cry, wondering why he hasn’t helped me. A minute later, I’m healed… but me and tony are standing on opposite sides of the train station. I’m crying, looking at tony. I want him to come to my side. The conductor just holds me, while tony fades away.

In my dream my current boyfriend kept taking me to places with a lot of people where I was uncomfortable and kept leaving me alone. The first place was a house of someone who won millions of dollars and had four pools that he let anyone come swim in. We left there and went to a huge mall. We had to go down osculating stairs and my shoes got caught. I managed to free my feet but my shoe was stuck. My boyfriend told me to sit on this wall while he got my shoe free. next to me was this older man who was throwing out drugs to everyone. My boyfriend told me to stay there and left me to hang out with his friends. Then my ex boyfriend Brian found me and asked me to walk with him and he made me feel better. As we were leaving my boyfriend saw me and ran down this glass hallway and opened double glass doors to kiss me goodbye because he was going to hang out with his friends. I looked behing my boyfriend was this group of people smiling and laughing. I felt jealous and sad. As he was saying goodbye kissing me three times, Brian who was holding one of the doors standing next to jose, said "it will be ok sweet pea" which is my boyfriend s nick name for me. My boyfriend figured I was cheating on him and became angry and I couldnt believe he said that. He didnt know i was in a relationship and in that moment i felt like i was doing something wrong with brian. My ex boyfriend and my current boyfriend were both angry with me so I started walking out alone. I walked downstairs and on to the sidewalk when someone called my name and before i turned i hoped it was my boyfriend or brian but it was someone I didn't know running after me calling my name. It was this nerdy girl she invited me to ride with her and a bunch of people on a party bus. Reluctantly I said ok. The bus was packed people were sitting on top of other people. I was in the front by the bus driver who was drunk and was scared we were going to wreck. We stopped on a road I didn't know and I got off the bus and started walking alone.

I was large, large like a god looking down on a small earth. I was looking over the ocean and I could see a man. He had fallen overboard his ship. The ship could not save him; they could not reach him with the massive waves that swept them away. There was a whale in the water; this wale did not want the man to be saved. The whale was swimming rapidly drowning the man and pushing the ship further and further away. He made the man helpless killing him slowly. I could not stand to watch this any longer. I reached down and scoped the man up in my hands, and at that point I panicked. He needed CPR or some sort of help that I could not provide being so much larger. I looked around me surrounded by others just as large. I was shouting for help franticly asking what can I do! I got the same response from everyone that there was nothing I could do and to put him out of his misery. I could not bear this answer there had to be something anything. As he lay in my hand helpless something amazing happened he began to cough! He stumbled to the tip of my finger trying to stand. No one had noticed this small miracle in my hand but I. then suddenly he was being yanked out of my grasp. I could not pull back it would kill him! I was screaming I cannot remember if any words came out though I attempted. I could feel his tiny hands griping my finger for his life. The way they slipped from my hand holding with every ounce of energy he had. But the force pulling was much stronger. It was a man a friend of mine who knew I could not do what everyone thought needed to be done. No one had seen the man get up; they all believed he was suffering. He did not listen to my screams of horror and in that one swift movement this tiny miracle was gone. I will always remember those tiny hands the way they slipped from mine.

I was with a girl, Denise. She lives in Canada, and she came to my house in my dream and it took me by complete suprise. We had fun playing video games, we went for a walk, and we ate a bunch of food together and laughed. We played scrabble together and she kept saying that the words I where putting down weren't real words and we thought that it was hysterical. But when I turned away from her to get something, I turned back and she was gone. I panicked and I cried and I searched everywhere for her and then she came down the stairs behind me and a little distant voice said that she was just off to take her medication, but I never once turned around to see her on the stairs, I just knew she was there, but I didn't see her.

Watched some sort of dark video simulation of something. Something that explained UFOs and something else. Sitting on couch downstairs with brother and mom, mom somehow explains that that is the cause of her fear of flying, and so that she will kill herself at 5pm. I can’t remember what causes her to say this, but she says, “you know I only say these diet tips to help you right?” and something about how she doesn’t necessarily think I need them, just that she wants to help me. I’m depressed about the 5pm thing, and seeing that it’s 11am, I decide I’m gonna go cry and take a nap. I get upstairs to my room which is dark, and when I get inside there is a kitten already lying on the bed, and another has just lay down. There is an intolerable stench of pee and feces, and I look to see that the cat is leaking a puddle of pee and poo onto the bed. I’m disgusted and angry and go to open the balcony door with my cat at my feet. When I open the curtain, however, there is a duplicate sitting outside waiting to come in. The cat at my feet tries to make sure I don’t open the door and tries to warn me of the imposter, but then I am forced to think that perhaps the one at my feet is the imposter. I can’t really remember the rest but it’s me trying to figure out an explanation as to which is the real cat. Disturbed and frightened and kinda panicked.

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