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I was in my grandmother's house after school, waiting for my mum to pick me up. I fell asleep on the couch while listening to music on my phone. When I woke up again, I checked my phone and saw two missed calls from my mum. One at 14:12 and another at 16:11. I checked what time it was currently and saw that it was 21:30. Wondering why my mum hadn't called again in 5 hours or shown up at all, I call her, but she doesn't answer the phone. Then I realize my phone was on 1% battery life so I go to charge it and try calling her using my grandmother's house phone. But still, she doesn't answer my call. For some reason, I start panicking and crying until my aunt shows up, worried and calms me down.

I was with my violent ex, it felt so realistic, I was upset shouting and crying asking him why he hurt me, and that I still loved him, that I wished he could understand I need him but want him to know what he's put me through, he was saying he loved me but it was my fault because I took him to court for the violence, and he was sleeping with other girls to hurt me more, I felt so emotional and angry, I hit him over the head with a pan and it killed him, I didn't mean to kill him, I felt in despair I tried waking him up but he wasn't responding, I buried him under the floor in my bedroom with the advice of my friends, I couldn't keep it a secret thought I felt so hopeless and alone, I was going to confess, but I thought I'd check on his body first to try wake him up again, I was emotional and crying, when I got to him I held him and kept shaking him, he was bleeding really badly, but he starting moving, he woke up and I felt so relieved and overwhelmed with joy, I told him how sorry I was and that I loved him and never wanted to lose him, I ran and got him some bandages for his head and some water, he said it was okay, he held my hand and we walked away, then I woke up

I am sitting in my second period classroom in a different seat than I usually do. A different teacher is also talking to the class, sitting on a familiar wooden stool. She isn’t teaching, she is just making conversation. Everyone is packed up and I get the sense that we are waiting for a call to let us go. I check the clock and it is about eleven am. The class keeps talking and I become impatient. When my teacher finally dismisses us, I turn around and notice it is 3:00 pm! I’m confused on why we have stayed in one class for four hours. The dream suddenly changes to a warm, candlelit dining room. The walls are light colored and the chairs dark wood. There’s even a tablecloth with set crystal glasses. I’m sitting next to my brother and sister, who for some reason are now Caucasian. My father is Dennis Quaid and he is warning us to be nice. Somehow I already know that the mother in my dream has died months ago and my father is just now finding a new woman, and she is coming over for dinner. My white brother and sister are sullen, but I am welcoming. She rings the doorbell and my father dashes up to open the door. My father’s prospective girlfriend , tall and blond, walks in and is seated my father. My brother and sister say hello reproachfully and I smile warmly and introduce myself. We are making awkward conversation when a letter is delivered for my father. He opens it and it is written by someone who has his exact same handwriting. It’s signed in by his name, with blood dried onto the signature. My father says that it threatens us to leave the house and nothing bad will happen. It’s strange because the letter is written to my father, from my father, and dated in the future. I wake up.

I woke up from a nap on the couch and i kept itching my eye . so i went to go check in the mirror and see if something was in my eye . and there was a baby fish smiling around my eye . on the inside white part . i just walked away from the mirror like it was nothing . then i went to the doctor too days later because i had a really bad headache . and all of a sudden i busted out crying saying "he likes her more than me" and then i was sitting in my bestfriend's bed , and we were watching an episode of ncis .

I was babysitting for a family and the grandfather was home also. While I was babysitting, the grandpa passed away in his sleep. I was worried the family would blame me for murdering him so I decided I needed to get out of town. I ran away to a sketchy hotel that was really dark and had cockroaches crawling around. I was about to check in when I chickened out and came back home to the mansion that my family apparently lived in. When I got home my parents had lots of guests over whom I had never seen before and Justin Tran was sitting on the couch playing guitar.

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