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I am staying at my ex boyfriend s house. I am about to leave and go to his bedroom to say goodbye. he's in bed with his male cousin. The room is dark. They are sleeping. I say goodbye and start to leave. i'm standing in the doorway. He gets up and we walk to a room where there are three (3) sewing machines. His ex girlfriend s are sewing like slaves and they are stressed out. I ask who they are and they each answer me. He's standing by my side. He is very large and strong. His hair is black. He is not smiling. I hear the numbers 8 years, 13 yrs and 15 years. I say I've been with him for 23 years. I am angry and feel betrayed. He tells me the love of his life, the real woman he loves is the girl who said she's been with him 15 years. Not me. I hear explosions going on and I see fire. I run to the fire and pull my daughter out from the fire. He won't let me leave. There are fast cars in the dream. He's driving around me and blocking me from leaving. I'm angry but terrified. I also start crying. I'm holding my daughter Jordan.

First, there was a little girl that I loved dearly and she went to battle a snake. Of course, the snake bit her and the father of the girl went and killed the snake in a marsh. As we got back to the city, we noticed that giant snakes took over the world. Then, I was forced to be in some entertainment show run by a large python and if you were not pleasant or smiling or supportive of snakes, the python would poison you. I was on his good side, so I was never poisoned. Just before I woke up, my friend and I got bored, so we played a board game. It felt like we were all in a camp or prison.

I am quite disturbed at this dream. I have only ever I one of this nature that I can remember. It was during 10th grade in high school. Every year my family and a few other families stay together. The dream was at my normal house during daylight. My actual house is at the end of the street and there is another street a little farther behind it. I saw on the other street, the farther one in the dream, 4 people; one was a dad of one of my friends in boy scouts, two were men that I did not know, and one was a tall penguin. They were in a red car and somehow I knew they were going to go and kill my family and the other families. At that moment I was outside and everyone (family) was inside. I ran as fast as I could in the other direction as the red car with the people slowly drove around to my house. No matter how fast I tried running I always went at a constant speed that was slow. I hid under someones porch. It is not clear what happened after. I remember coming into my house and there was a lot of police every where. The inside of the house was not mine but the outside looked like it. There were many bloody dead people naked but not all exposed (female and male).

So first I was in an abandoned warehouse, with a bunch of strangers. not feeling left out or in any way that I wasnt supposed to be there. I had sex with a stranger and it was passionate. After this happened, my dream jumps to my fathers house where i grew up. I was in the yard and saw my fathers truck (from back when i was a child, which he no longer has) hooked up to Two different trailers. These trailers were filled with construction material. The truck was also running. Almost felt as if I had come home from a "party" and seeing my dads truck running, I felt as if I should have been home to help him load up the truck and trailers. So i went inside the house. Walked up to his bedroom, and inside i found him laying with 3 other GUYS in his bed. MY DAD IS NOT GAY! He wakes up, along with the other men, and he looks surprised but happy... he asks "What happened last night?" I replied, I dont know, I was going to ask you the same thing! He then tells me he got his 3rd DUI and he was smiling about it. Then I walk out on the balcony and am frantic trying to figure out what happened to my dad the night prior. Looking out to the yard I see a bunch of people leaving the house. The neighbors are at the end of their driveway looking up at dads house shaking their head in disapproval. Then, after freaking out and punching dents into a van, someone tells me my dog got hit last night by a car, and it died. WHAT THE HELL DOES ALL THIS MEAN?

1st at beauty salon gettin perm by my mom. a little piece hair hanging out. maria barber was there my mom asked she doing it right. maria tried combing it. she said your hair really thick. then some lady with afro stopped by and was talking about some food or wings tasting so good at some place. She mentioned fish tacos. Then owner of salon came out of back while girl was talking she was in corner smiling. then mfry showed up with white shorts and shirt looking like a tourist. the another random guy was around and said isn't that the guy who ran the the race in the fastest time. he had binoculars on something on his knees like some reflective. then some other guy and i was riding together and we slowed down at a street like he was looking for something or someone

I'm in a diner I have never been, it's huge, my ex boyfriend is eating there with his friend. His wife is a good friend of mine and she works there in the dream not in real life. It's early morning and dark and snowing outside. He tries to say hi to me and I ignore him and turn my back. He puts his chin on my shoulder and holds me close. I cry. I won't turn around. He drops a bag full of cakes cookies, and candy. I start to pick up the treats and hand them to him. The whole time he won't take his arm away from holding me. He's holding on. His hair is different. It's longer, with bangs, a little wavy. He's thinner than normal. He is loving and kind, telling me he still loves me. He gets me to say it back. Once I do he tells me it's over and rejects me. He leaves me there crying, and walks away smiling.

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