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This dream is from when I was 5 years old. I'm hanging upside down at my elementary school which had 4 rooms oriented like pillars on each corner of a square area for sitting maybe 200 by 200 feet. I am in the middle hanging upside in a area about 4 by 4 feet with metal railing in a square surrounded by Jason,Micheal myers,ghost face all of those horror characters not scared at all of them since I have NEVER even seen these characters or heard of them since I am only 5 years old so no way I should even dream of them. was also randomly eating crackers not sure if I just had them or was given them.

I have had the same type of dream since I was young. It starts with me waking up, in a bed that's not mine but still familiar. A man, his face obstructed, sleeps next to me. He is warm, I feel safe near him. He wakes up and suddenly I remember why we must hide our love. It's always a different reason. But the danger remains. I try to convince him to leave, I tell him I'm not worth his death. He dismisses my fears. However soon, another man, this one dark and cold kills my love in front of me. He offers me a choice, love me or die. I would rather die than be with him. He always kills me in a horrible and painful fashion. My death always has different excuse; witch, traitor, whore. I wake up feeling my wounds.

I was smoking weed with my boyfriend , i felt really high so i wanted to go to bed. Later (I don't know how I got there) I was on some sort of bus with rooms and such and for some reason I thought it was mine. It all seemed a bit unfamiliar bit I just thought I was tripping. I was still feeling the effect of the weed and the people on the bus, my boyfriend s friends, were acting really weird and ignoring me. It turns out the bus was one of my boyfriend s friends. On the way to wherever we were going outside I could see Christmas decorations, I was laughing saying 'is it just me or can I see Christmas decorations outside? It's not even Christmas.' I was ignored and figured it was because I was tripping and making a fool of myself. Once again, I have no idea how I got there but I had arrived at somebodies house, but it was enormous, and i couldn't find my boyfriend or children. My children were never on the bus with me but I just kept crying that I just wanted to go home and find my children. I encountered weird things while searching for my boyfriend and kids. A midget who I wanted badly to hurt but who was protected by a giant was one. I tired to phone my boyfriend but a weird message kept coming up about the call/line being diverted. When I found my boyfriend he was laying in a bed with medical tubes and such in his arms. He had no eyes, or rather on closer inspection they were covered with flesh. So it kinda formed a pink fleshy eye. He couldn't talk to me much, but he told me that while I was stoned he had made me sign something as I was not able. He had no idea that this would happen though. I think he was being experimented on I made my way outside where I still knew was still apart of whoever was controlling this ordeal. There were Christmas things again and also Halloween decorations. I saw a vampire and thought that maybe this is what they were trying to do to my boyfriend . Experimenting to make human vampires. I then found my boy. He was all dirty and didn't seem overly stressed about it all. He was running about with other dirty children. At one point I thought he had lost an arm and was relieved when I realised he hadn't. He was a bit bruised though I think. I hugged him and cried and told him that I was sorry. This is when my daughter woke me up. When I awoke I was still feeling all the emotions from my dream and I cried. I dont think I've ever had such an intense dream, and it was so vivid.

At school with bunch of new people and my friends that were fictional characters died. i was distraught and crying. people were trying to be friends with me, apparently everyone liked me. Next, I see a spiral staircase that's cluttered with light blue, light green, pastel pink, purple, and brown plastic containers. They contained candy. Some were chocolate, some were sour candy. My childhood best friend was there too My leg is broken except I do not recall how I broke it. It's been broken for two weeks and the most I remember was waking up that day and seeing my best friend. The cast was a teal but now it's a disgusting brown, and it looks like wounds.

At school with bunch of new people and my friends that were fictional characters died. i was distraught and crying. people were trying to be friends with me, apparently everyone liked me. Next, I see a spiral staircase that's cluttered with light blue, light green, pastel pink, lavender, and brown plastic containers. They contained candy. Some were chocolate, some were sour candy. My childhood best friend was there too My leg is broken except I do not recall how I broke it. It's been broken for two weeks and the most I remember was waking up that day and seeing my best friend. The cast was a teal but now it's a disgusting brown, and it looks like wounds.

Walking toward dorm building. There's a crowd outside. I walk up to the crowd and notice it's dark inside. I ask a girl outside what's going on, and she says that some upgrade/new part of the building they're constructing has caused the power to go out somehow. I remark how "shit like this happens all the time here" or something like that. There's no one inside except one girl sitting on the couch, studying. Later on, I'm in a room on the ground floor, sitting on the bed. There's a girl outside playing guitar, who later moves just barely into my room, still playing the guitar. I'm impressed with her playing. Then she's sitting on the bed with me, still playing guitar. She says she's playing "Greek guitar" or something like that, and lists other styles she also plays.

Well, My dream begun with me on a trampoline. I was jumping on it alone. It was dark, the area only lit by moonlight. And I was just so gifted at doing aerobatics. I got a sense of acomplishment, a sense of acceptance, a sense of being well liked. I was charsmatic, smart, and so talented in many things. It was a perfect life, it was a perfect society. I remember the last moments of my dream. My mom was pulling out to go to work. I stopped her (this is where I get confused) I can't remember what I told her, but I just remember watching her leave. I was standing there and it was as if I was in a movie because I begun looking at myself in 3 person. It was like I was standing in my dream analyzing and figuring out everything about it. Then it was like a camera panning out for a wider shot. I didn't see my actual self anymore, I just saw me in my own dream, I saw we were living in my old childhood house. That was the end of the dream.

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