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I was on vacation with my boyfriend and he's best girl friend. My boyfriend kept looking at he's freind as if he where infatuated with her and it made me very uncomfortable. then all of a sudden he's friend turns into his ex girlfriend . Then they where talking and looking at each other like they where in love again and im just standing there looking at them and my heart is breaking. Then the ex girlfriend gets up and leaves and I try to talk to him but he is in a daze just starring at her, and starts to follow her. Then he disappears and comes back hours later with her and it was as if they are back together. For the time they where gone I just cryed and cryed and felt abandoned, confused, hurt, lonely. I was so sad. When they come back I started hitting him and asking him why he did this to me and all he said was " I didnt think it would be like this. Sorry but I love her." Then they left together and I was left sad and alone..

I had a that I left my pencil up stairs and I was down stairs so then I tried to go back up the stairs and as I did I saw this Guy named Mikey that I hate and this other Guy named Nolan which I use to have a little crush on. So I saw them when I was headed up the stairs but thn the blocked me and they kept doing it finally I remember there was another pair of stairs around the corner so I ran down the hall and up the stairs but Mikey caught up to me and pulled me back down the stairs. Some how I got to the top of the stairs and found my pencils I was looking for. Then this Guy that I like a lot named Ian started carrying me around everywhere and I always held on to him and that just how the dream ended.

I was at my high school, and had left my bag in a room, so I went back to get it. In there the room was dark, there were some of my friends and classmates taking a detention which was actually a revision workshop for the English language exam I had this morning. I stayed there for a while and am not sure why, the dream is blurry here. I then wondered why I was standing there and gathered my things and went out. Then things are fuzzy again. After that, I was in a cafe or perhaps a bar, and Alo from skins was there. He turned into Rich and then there were two of Rich. One of them was talking about not being sure if he should get together with or get back with a girl. I thought to myself that Rich and Alo are sexy. Then I left the cafe or bar and remember either myself or Rich did something to annoy or anger what I think were some old people. We ran along a street for about 2 seconds then stopped, because they were no longer chasing us. Then I saw my crush. I followed him down the street and he kept saying something, I think he was saying "First." When I caught up to him properly, rather than him just looking at me oddly as he usually does, he linked my arm and continue to say "First. I have to be first. I must be your first." I thought I heard him say. I thought he meant sex. I remembered he was no longer a virgin. Then we approach what I think looked like Buckingham palace. My crush spoke in a very posh voice about something and I knew he wanted to be first to get into the museum. We approached what I remember as a towel rail, a phone box and a one man tent with a zipper, which was bright and colourful. He turned me around and I thought that the tent was not for me and that he wanted sex with my friend instead. I thought he wanted to be first in the museum. He then span me around again and told me to leave my coat, so I laid it down in the tent and Ipped the tent closed. Then my crush said something and I turned to look at him. His hair was dissheveld. He spoke in a very posh voice. Then he put a dressing gown on the grass. The tent was pitched next to a short slope. He said "Poppy is missing!". I asked him what he meant and then thought that Poppy is a small doll of a girl. He kept her in the sleeve of the dressing gown. He said "I like for Poppy to haunt my night gowns nightly." he laid down on the grass on top of the dressing gown and I was knelt next to him. I thought I how I wanted to ruffle his hair. Then I was woken up.

I came out to my parents, who weren't angry like I thought. In fact, they recommended using my father as the biological father of the children. My girlfriend and I agreed, so we went through the procedure. I was working in the theatre. While I was pregnant, for some reason, demons were possessing Sophia Vergara (I don't understand AT ALL where she came in... she's not a celebrity I give any thought to at all). She was exorcised, but the demons were still there, and I tried to tell her. I gave birth, but directly after, I didn't know where the children were. I went looking for the babies, peeled up a wood flat (I'm not sure what exactly the structure was... a box, a coffin, something?), and saw that I'd given birth to twins. They both looked dead, but then one of them moved. I realized it was my father who'd tried to kill them. I grabbed the live twin, tried to nurse him, knowing that it would help to save him. I decided to run with my dad, thinking it was the only way to lead people to him and he could be arrested for trying to kill the babies, and successfully killing one of them. My entire family was on my side, and I was in constant contact with them, trying to lead them to my dad. We were fleeing by car, which crashed into another car. My dad just kept driving, but the police started to follow us. I tried to tell them, but I was afraid for my baby, so I didn't say anything when my dad lied to the police about what we were doing. I returned to the theatre where I was working about a year ago, excited to tell them that I had a baby, and was pregnant again. Where this pregnancy came in, I don't know. They told me that they still hear things from parents about what a good teacher I was. Instead of telling them about my dad, I decided to hide in the theatre basement instead. I woke up shortly after that, pleased that I had a baby. I'm not quite sure what it means, because it seems like such a disturbing chain of events. I would love some insight here. I looked up some of the broader symbols but couldn't make heads or tails of it. Thanks in advance!

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