Understand My Dreams basa"d

Dreams children

Found 1,228 dreams containing children - Page 45


Explore a collection of the latest dreams shared by our community. Discover common themes, intriguing narratives, and unique symbolism. From vivid adventures to thought-provoking scenarios, these recent dreams offer a glimpse into the subconscious mind and may even spark insights into your own dream world. Browse the "Latest Dreams" to find inspiration, connect with others, and delve deeper into the fascinating realm of dreams.

Me and a group of friends were going to Bible Study. When we entered the house, everything was purple. We sat down and did the lesson but soon got bored. So, we got on our bicycles and rode to my house. This one girl kept complaining about everything, so me and my friend Brandon got back on our bikes and rode around. We rode into this building and inside was a Mexican cult. They were stricken with disease and there were dead bodies everywhere. Since we were outsiders, they made us put one of the dead people in a pile. In the middle of the room there was a ditch where the bodies were piled. We went to move the man but the mat he was laying on had slipped out from under him. I was trying to pick him up using the mat (Cuz I didn't wanna touch a dead body) but I couldn't do it. So Brandon just picked it up for me and carried it to the pile. They were so impressed by what he did that they sent us over to the corner to color with children. I was translating for Brandon because he didn't know Spanish. But then all of a sudden he starts saying the sinners prayer with the little girl he was coloring with in fluent Spanish. The little girl got saved and I was so excited. Her mother was approaching and I wanted Brandon to witness to her and all the other children with me but he refused. He was satisfied with saving the one girl and wouldn't budge.

> Read Dream Analysis

Me and a group of friends were going to Bible Study. When we entered the house, everything was purple. We sat down and did the lesson but soon got bored. So, we got on our bicycles and rode to my house. This one girl kept complaining about everything, so me and my friend Brandon got back on our backs and rode around. We rode into this building and inside was a Mexican cult. They were stricken with disease and there were dead bodies everywhere. Since we were outsiders, they made us put one of the dead people in a pile. In the middle of the room there was a ditch where the bodies were piled. We went to move the man but the mat he was laying on had slipped out from under him. I was trying to pick him up using the mat (Cuz I didn't wanna touch a dead body) but I couldn't do it. So Brandon just picked it up for me and carried it to the pile. They were so impressed by what he did that they sent us over to the corner to color with children. I was translating for Brandon because he didn't know Spanish. But then all of a sudden he starts saying the sinners prayer with the little girl he was coloring with in fluent Spanish. The little girl got saved and I was so excited. Her mother was approaching and I wanted Brandon to witness to her and all the other children with me but he refused. He was satisfied with saving the one girl and wouldn't budge.

> Read Dream Analysis

I was with a group of friends. We were in a rustic world. The world was of superstition, rogues, and canvas clothes, dirt ‘roads, donkeys and mules that carried goods, and roman soldiers. We were dirty and dusty and talking and mingling when we saw the sentries carting these enormous carts that resembled hay carts only bigger. They were covered in coarse dirty canvas and bound with ropes. We were undoubtedly curios so we followed them for a distance before turning into an abandoned side street where we notice d a huge wooden garden gate that towered about three times as tall as any grown man. It was locked and it seemed like there was a piece of the city hidden behind it and we could find no other entrance nor remember ever having seen this peculiarity once in our lives before. Being the hotheaded adventure seekers we were, we scaled the gate and landed behind it. All we saw was more stucco walls that we assumed was housing and a long open dirty road without any vendors or stalls or donkeys. The only thing we saw in the distance was the form of what appeared to be a misshapen babe. We decided to walk around and try to find the people that lived there but happened upon the babe sooner than we expected. Much to our surprise the sitting babe was nearly as tall as we were and it’s dancing sister who would normally look no older than two or three years loomed a few feet above us. We stared with our mouths agape as we tried to comprehend what we saw. Then we heard it. Rumbling footsteps that undoubtedly belonged to the parent of these abnormal children. Not wanting to meet whatever conceived such anomalies we darted for the gate but found it nearly impossible to scale. We alsotried squeezing through the nonexistent gaps in the slating and near the ground while we cursed ourselves for our rash stupidity. The creature that rounded the corner was huge. But considering that we were all too busy dodging its blows and scrambling to find our way out we had no idea what gender it may have been and whether or not it appeared human. I am still unable to describe how we managed to escape the nether side of the wooden garden gate, but thankfully we did. I do remember watching the solders finish unloading these gigantic canvas wrapped burdens from the huge carts. Donning dirty, abandoned doctors robes my friends and I approached the sentries with an air of confidence. One sentry led us over to the hills that he promptly ordered to be be uncovered for us only ( I may not have mentioned but this huge square was devoid of all but the solders and ourselves). They cut the ropes and the canvas falls and there are several Giant’s carcasses. Some of their bodies look mutilated, burned, and others are just bloody. My friends and I gather our bearings and try to look as professional as possible as we study the bodies. We then walk over to the most mutilated and damaged carcass in order to more closely observes how they killed these creatures (our experience form earlier that day still fresh in our minds.) The solder then asks for my opinion on the body and I scramble mentally for a response as I quickly survey the corpse. I then notice something odd about a bone in the back of the Giant’s hand and I pull it out gently. On a random impulse, I slde the bone into my own hand. Suddenly the carcass becomes animate as it mirrors my movements. I then wake up. What did this mean?

> Read Dream Analysis

Man is old . I am going back in firth between the ranch and reading a paper tell me of his arrest. Weird man wealthy but country ranch not z ranch with a sign that said not a rancb no parking here. apple tree. Woman rolling down hill, three children. Cars . I'm driving her back to by house age is crying. We enter and j give her to the group of woman wairing for her. Two sides if the room with dishese in between. Sinks .very dirty now clean. I remember a girl with braces and a piano shirt. Watching animals and humans throwing up into a pile outside a window I climb out to watch. I think all the bison and cows are sleeping but then they start eating and spitting out abc throwing up. . Tim is there.

> Read Dream Analysis
<< Previous Page 45 Next Page >>
RSS