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We are in a dorm, all of us are sleeping over. I spend the night with Erin as usual, her telling me she loves me, happy, enjoying our time. When I go into Neal's room I'm talking to this kid named Greg from college about Call of Duty and how his game is broken. He did a certain combinations of buttons to. Glitch the game into basically frying his hard drive. As I was telling him about it, I was pacing back and forth and when I got to the door, I look in and see Erin lying on the floor too close for comfort next to David, their faces close to each other joking and laughing away. I get distracted and forget what I'm talking about to Greg, then I look back again and she is slowly inching more and more into David's arms, him laying with his head in the east facing west propped up a little by pillows and blankets, erin slowly creeping her head on his chest, putting her hand there too, David's arm comes from behind and begins to hold her. I get upset and Laura Hohen can see that in Neal's room. She goes to the door, makes a weird face, then calls out David how he should not be pinching erin like that because she has a boyfriend . David comes into Neal's room saying No, ok... With his trying to hide a smile straight face. As soon as I see erin walk in I start yelling if a year and six months meant anything to her and she started crying, then I made a sarcastic comment back to her about how the crying of course came next and I stormed off to my room crying. Then as I walked in I heard say she was going to hit me with the pillow. She opened the door and I told her to hit me but look out for the light she might break it. I asked her why she can say she loves me and when I'm not there for 5 mins, she's basically saying the same thing to another guy (the whole time we are yelling, fighting) that's when I woke up.

My friend and I were lying on a bed, just talking, he had one arm on my back and the other on my hip, and he moved his hands lower, and it was kinda cheeky, and thats when it all changed. Je grabbed me and was crushing me and when i looked at his face everything went dark and when my eyes adjusted it was still his face but his eyes seemed to be looking straight through me and he was grinning, he had turned into something evil and i tried to talk i couldn't open my mouth, couldn't move as he had me confined and i started to freak out.

It started off with me at my grandmas house moving everything out then the house kinda became a like a boarding school then one of my old friends was apparently and old roommate. While we were cleaning it out i tried to go outside to put the full basket in my car but my grandmas/boarding school house turned into a hospital with like 50 flights. it took me and my brother to get to the bottom. we took the elevator but it didn't take us straight down it took us all the way across the hospital. we had to find our way back and when we did it was all my family waiting for us and asked me what time did i have to go to work. i said 5 and the time it was at that moment was 3:55. i wanted to go back upstairs to help get the rest of the stuff, but it was like i couldn't move..... and Thats when i woke up

I was in bed, and I was woken up by the sound of my Uncle's dog barking (but I was in my own house), he was barking at me, then at the window in my bedroom that faces the garden. So, I get up and look outside, and in my dream instead of my house being right in the corner (end) of the street, there was a house to it's left and on the roof connecting the two, was a baby. A baby boy, I think, he was smiling one minute and the next he was falling off the roof. I then called for my mum and ran down the stairs and instead of running straight to the garden, I ran to the front of the house first and looked around. I not sure, what for ? Then I ran towards the garden and saw the baby laying face down dead in the garden. In the dream I knew the neighbour who's child that was, and watched as she was told what happened to her baby. The next thing I know, I'm awake in my bed crying.

I “awaken” in a place I do not recall ever being in. I'm in a tall building most likely in New York City, looking out of giant glass windows. A huge hurricane storm is blowing through, churning up all sorts of debris into the air. Trees are coming out of the ground, rocks are flying and breaking windows. Huge blocks of land and straw and roofs are flying past the window. It looked like a scene from Hurricane Katrina. I was terrified and alone. Some debris flew straight into the window I was near and broke it. A gust of wind pulled me out of the window and I fell to the ground.

In the dream I open my eyes and I look around. At first I forget where I am. And then I realize that I’m in my room. And I look over and I’m watching my grandma sleep. When I’m first watching she’s breathing, she’s kind of twitching like most people do in their sleep, and her oxygen mask is on correctly. Then the room grows darker, colder, and just eerie. Like something from a scary movie. And as I’m crossing the room to wake her up, I see she’s not breathing, she’s not moving, and her oxygen mask has moved from its proper placement. At first I don’t know what to do. I scream for help, but no one comes. So I start crying and shaking and halfway screaming to her to wake up. But nothing happens. She doesn’t wake up. As I’m sitting there just crying, she moves a little, like someone waking up from a coma, so I straighten up. Then she shoots up. And she just sits there for a few minutes. And I try to talk to her. She doesn’t respond. She just stares at the wall in front of her. Then out of nowhere she looks at me a starts babbling. And then she says to me, “It’s your fault. Why didn’t you wake me sooner! You could have saved me!”

I don't remember much, but I do recall that I was sitting in a restaurant with Carolyn, my TA from my queer theory course. It's fuzzy, but I feel like we were talking, laughing, drinking red wine. All of a sudden our conversation seemed to turn serious. Then, out of nowhere we're outside, walking with my professor behind the two of us. My arm is around Carolyn (either affectionately or because she is cold) and we start talking about snow. Everything around us is stark white--the houses, the mailboxes, covered in snow. So, I reach down to make a snowball to throw at her, and the snow, which was once soft-looking, turns out to be hard packing-snow. I try to make a snowball, but I can't, instead grabbing a huge chunk of snow that looks like an anvil, and just stare at it for some time before making a snowball and throwing at her. Meanwhile, she's running away from the snow, laughing, screeching, and the snow ball just seems to follow her into oblivion, ever moving on a straight line.

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