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I dream about seeing my cousin coming to visit me in my house later on I was trying to let him and his younger brother come in my house they were at the front of the elevator and I was inside the elevator when I got to where they are I couldn't come out from it later I told them to get in they could not without caused the elevator move up itself when I got to the top of it I was trying to get out of it it was really difficult somehow I got myself out of it

Im a women with a very nice young friend 13 years younger and he has been there for me through some very hard times and i have now dremt about 4 times having sex with him. a couple of months ago we got drunk and ended up in bed but said it was silly and atgoodfriends so why do i keep dreaming of how good he is. some occasions he says no but most of time he really wants to before he says no. and last couple of times we have. i was getting over someone eles and ive been back in touch with him to try stop this and its still there and still so good

I dreamt that I was looking after my brother, I think I was his full time Carer but he was much younger and I much older. We were sat in the kitchen when I saw someone walking up the hallway and opening the living room door they were wearing a mask. I went to confront the person, removed the mask and it was a young boy. I told him to sit tight while I got changed from my pyjamas and marched him back to his mums house. When I got there and told her she invited me in and cried and kept apologising and I felt there was nothing else to do but console her.

I was in school. College perhaps, because I recall being able to call the teacher "professor." I think, even, that the teacher in question was one of my teachers from college. Liz, we called her. Her first name was Elizabeth. I can't even remember what her formal 'teacher name' would be. She was always just Liz. My class and I had a project to do. A last-minute, end of the year project that was thrown together due to poor planning on the professor's part. I had to go to a particularly large classroom - literally quite grandiose, with stacks of bookshelves for some reason lining the walls - and I had to put on a performance for a class of younger students. We were tasked with performing Star Wars - just the first movie, Darth Vader and all that noise. But we had no costumes. Nor did we have any preparation. We had to do it right then. The only costumes we could find were (and this may be dangerous to say around these parts)... animal costumes. Fur suits. All I can remember was being mad. That wasn't what I signed up for. I was failed by the educational system. Failed by my professor. I remember yelling about it, making a scene, in front of the audience, about how much of an utter disgrace the whole thing was.

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