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I am watching a scary movie with my son and a very old woman who i think is the owner of the house we are in. We turn it off at a certain point each time where there is a ghost of a young girl in a very dark doorway with a very old door, she is wearing a victorian style white gown. The old lady then stars showing us around the house its dark and old. She goes into one of the rooms before us and goes silent. My son seems worried for her, then she comes out of the dark bedroom, stares at us then drops to the floor into the foetal position staring at the floor humming in a horrible continuous tone. Somehow i feel that i need to get out of the building before she stops making that noise else there will be trouble. So i'm hurrying down the stairs getting my sons coat and shoes on and when we get down the stairs and too the front door we run out of it slamming the door but something gets caught and i hear creaking behind it so i let go of my son and tell him not to move. i open the door trying to move whats in the way i manage it and shut the door, but its as if i am kneeling right to the floor because the door handle's high up and my two year old son is taller than me. i breather a breath of relief then turn around and its a normal sunny hot day everything seems fine, my son and i walk down the road over a roundabout then down another road which at one side has a set of three high rise flats and a play area in front of them, this area is like a mix of my current town, Wick, Caithness, Scotland and Walsall, England. I decide my son can have a go on the swings but as we go up to them my son starts pointing at the second from the top flat on the right hand side worried saying mummy is a sad and scared way, then my vision zooms in on the balcony of the flat and there are two or three men in high visibility vests facing towards the flat, they are all bald. Again i feel worried and scared as if were in danger and pick my son up and run from there, then i call my husband and start explaining what happened and that i'm really scared and he panics and says 'tell me where you are, were leaving we need to get out of here, i'm coming to get you'. then i wake up.

I ran into a friend I had a falling out with. I know he is gay, but he won't fess up to it. He was covered in costume (some antique) rhinestone broaches. His wife is my greatest enemy, and destroyed our friendship. She does not know he is gay. I pulled her aside to a dark alleyway and started to talk to her about Karma. I got in her face, pinned her against the wall, and started slamming my hand against the wet wall right next to her ear. It put the fear of God in her. In real life, she is bigger and taller than me, but in this dream, she was tinier, and I stared down at her with wild rage the entire time.

It was a diffeerent time period, and i was riding a bike on a dirt road, past fields, and stuff. really nice. on my way to visit my sister. Got to this old town, buildings made of stone. my sister wasnt home, so i went into this shop to kill time. then all of a sudden me and the shop keepers, were rushed out of the buiding. and brought to what i think was a roof top. to hide. after a few hours i heard my son calling me. frantically. I waved him over to wear i was. and we just huddled. few hours later, we were put into this old car. trying to get away. He were kinda in between my legs, and then we started getting shot at. I got shot 3 times, and slumped over onto him. I told him to stay there not to move, untill everyone was gone. I hoped my dead body would hide his so would live. then i woke up.. I beleive it was the 1930's and we may have been jewish. which I am not.

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