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I was on the edge of a rode where there was a car upside down burning. My mother and father were standing next to it. I saw my aunt which was really nice came to pick me up from the scene took me to my house. She was emotionless. When we entered the drive way the garage door was open and I saw my big bother in the garage fixing his bike.In his hand was a wrench. My aunt and I entered the house but reversed and we left the house going into my aunt's car. Leaving my brother. When we parked i saw she had taken me to a funeral house. When i entered the place i noticed i had in my hand the exact same wrench my older brother had in his hand. I went to a room where there was a lot of people wearing black clothes. I saw there was a black casket and a bunch of flowers around it. I went to the casket to see my older brother which was at the garage was now in the casket. He was dead. His eyes were closed and his hand folded on to each other. Tears started to stream down my eyes. I placed the wrench i was holding under his hands. My two cousins stood next to me looking down at my brother. I turned around the opposite way of the casket and in the distance i saw my brother laughing and throwing his hands in the air. I smiled at him. I looked back at the casket and there was my brother still laying in it. I turned the opposite way of the casket again and there was my brother standing there laughing and pointing. Apparently i was the only one who noticed my brother. then people started to surround the casket. Then when looked back at the casket my brother was laying in was closed. I started to cry again. Tears falling from my eyes in a pattern. The left eye then the right. Then they placed the casket in a wall, and sealed it shut. I rubbed my eyes and when i removed my hands from rubbing my eyes I was back at my house with my two cousins and a male friend of mine. They all were laughing sitting around a table. I started to laugh with them too. But there was no siting of my brother.

I am suddenly in some hill station. There a friend from school stays with his family. This friend and I were never close. He was just a batch mate but he looked a little different. Taller and a better body build. It seems that I want to stay with him and he is enchanted by me and wants to make me stay. But his family especially his mother is concerned because apparently I'm a witch. Even this friend of mine knows that. There was a cemetery behind his house. We were almost trying to hide away from his parents. We went into some room that's there somewhere near the cemetery which is filled with blue and white roses. Another couple is making out there. He starts kissing me. And we start to kiss each other very passionately. It was very sexy and hot. But then something happened his mother discovered. Then I don't really recall. I had to teach my students I had to go. Something happened. And then I think I was turning into my actual witchy form. Which was deadly. But somehow I controlled it. I could see myself from the point of view of another person sometimes. So like a remote control I stopped the transition. And then I was leaving that friend's house. Oh yes in the beginning when I landed up at his house I was dressed as a bride in a white dress and claimed that I would marry him. I was trying to seduce him because of which we were trying to have sex with each other but eventually couldn't.

I dreamt that I was in a strange new restaurant. I didn't know why at the time, but this place made me feel very uneasy. So I went to the bathroom, and I guess the stall had a mirror in it and these three demons were standing behind me. But when I turned around, they had disappeared and popped up in a different place in the bathroom. So my instincts where to immediately fight back with the plunger and run and scream for help. (Someone had to hear me yell for help, right?) As soon as I got out of the bathroom, the restaurant changed to an old scary restaurant from my nightmares as a child. I don't remember why this place was so scary.. food makes me most happy... please help me figure out what this means.. I cant sleep picturing those demons.

I had such a weird dream about you! I dreamt we went into this old abandoned house and we had to meet someone there and find something. And you drove a pick up truck and we went in and walked around and you said you couldn't find what you were looking for. And then as we were leaving you opened the closet by the front door and there was a cardboard box. And I asked if you were going to take it and you were like no way, let's go. And as we were walking out I got spooked and rushed to your car and you were like, "just go slow man, don't get scared." Then we backed up out of the driveway and you pointed at the door and there was this little girl in a white night gown staring at us and she slowly closed the door. Like so freaky

It was me and a girl and I felt extremely attached to her and we hugged all the time. When there was something in the auditorium she payed told me to cuddle with her .We did everything together and one day she was going to come over my house and then she goes to the bathroom .she left her phone so I went through it . And she was texting another good friend of mine . Then she comes out of the bathroom in tears and I was so worried for her and she tells me I can't come over her house because her mom is a crackhead and sells drugs and I hugged her and told u can still come over my house and she said I think it's best if I just go . So I was crying to

I was working at a daycare, but not my usual one, one I was filling in for. It was almost in a summer camp type setting. I was filling in for different lunch breaks, nothing particularly memorable going on. I was walking across the dirt parking lot after just talking with boss and a car was slowly approaching from the driveway entrance. There was a Muslim lady driving a dark brown Sudan, she also worked at the center. She looked to the right before entering the parking lot. I saw a child walking /running freely as if it were a summer camp and kids were roaming free run from somewhere and was to the left of the car. I put my arm up to point at the girl and yell at both to be careful, make sure they were aware of each other , but I could get my breath out in time and lady turned left running over the child. It was almost as if she got sucked under. I ran over, people had gathered , the Muslim/nikab wearing women was asking what to do, like back up and expose child or leave the car on top. I wasn't able to give an opinion before the lady backed the car up. I ran closer to the child and others did too. I wanted to help I yelled out to call 911 but they reached her before me and I said I'd call 911 and told them to help her.( I wanted to take charge, but backed down ) I run and I can't remember what I used to dial but when I'd dialled 911the numbers kept changing after I'd raise the device to my ear. Wasn't able to. I tried my cell and a computer. Eventually so frustrated I decided to run to a business of sorts where a male acquaintance was. He was an ex firefighter . As I ran over the driveway turned to stairs and the child laid motionless on the steps a couple sand toys near by. I asked an adult passerbyer why I they moved her body. They didn't know. No one was helping her but my mission was 911 so it didn't occur to me. Ran to this guys house..was really scared and anxious trying to explain I needed to call 911. He was helping someone when I got there I waited 2-3 seconds then interrupted , at first he got angry as if I was being rude, then was annoyed I didn't come in screaming a instead of waiting 2-3seconds to interrupt . He dials 911 for me and hands me the phone, I explain what happen and hang up. I feel emotionally exhausted at this point break down crying and keep going over images for this kid being run over. Venting to this ex- fireman. I do at this point realize that no one was with her on the steps and think I should have stayed to help and got someone else to call 911. I stay a little while ranting and crying while the man tries to consol me... As I head back to the daycare center I wonder if I should talke the Ativan from my purse. I worried I look too relaxed if I do and people will think I'm cold, but if I don't, I am having a hard time managing myself right now. I didn't make a decision, but I made it back to work and woke up.

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