Understand My Dreams basa"d

Dreams didn't

Found 3,013 dreams containing didn't - Page 55


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.

I met this guy who didn't tell me much about him to the end. The dream stops and starts where the last dream ended i' catch him with my first and she kiss them I ran off and I went out of town, and meet another guy at the end of this one he shows up and thinks I kiss him when I really just gave him a kiss on the cheek at the end I find out I'M pregnant at the end I have the baby, and through out the dream I have spirits show up. The spirits where Aaliyah( the singer), Whitney Houston, Michael Jackson, Selena, Lisa lopes, and my uncle who past away.

> Read Dream Analysis

There was a Christmas party and someone knocked on the door. It was really sketchy so no one let him in. He tried two more times and then tired to break down the door. Everyone tried to hold it, but he started splintering the wood so we all scattered. I remember seeing him catch someone and beat them. He seemed to enjoy himself. I Was running all over the place and it turned into a game of hide and seek. I finally got to the attic and was hiding in a corner when I saw someone ascending the stairs. I knew it was the man who broke in and I tried to make myself smaller. It was no use he spotted me an sauntered over. He was tall with chin length blond hair, strait nose, light greyish blue eyes and flat/highish cheekbones. He was really polite and somewhere when he was introducing himself I stopped quaking and started becoming mad and uncharacteristically brave, so I made to get up and he pulled a gun and said "I'd rather you didn't" I remained kneeling and looked up definitely and said "do it." He pulled the trigger and nothing happened it clicked, I barely flinched, he laughed. Outside someone screamed and I heard sirens. The man looked worried for a second and then lunged at me. He sat me down on the floor next to him and held a knife to my back as my would be rescuers came up the stairs. They asked if we were okay and the man said, sounding scared and out of breath, "yes! We're fine." He dug the knife into my back and I agreed that we were fine. He pretended to be a victim and I was his cover story. The last thing I remember was a threat and him saying "Every Clyde needs a Bonnie"

> Read Dream Analysis

I was in school, and we were selling something. Then we were preparing for a big war at the end of school against some barbarians. On the last day of school, we had to choose a weapon. I managed to get a small mace, about the size of something you would get from a toy vending machine. I was kind of disappointed, but then I saw someone had drawn a stuffed animal, so I felt better about myself. So some people were relaxing, we had to clean out our desks, and there were a bunch of thin books in my desk. There were also drinks. I was kind of worried about the war, and I wondered who were the barbarians. The teacher told us we were allowed to kill, so I guessed that they weren't teachers. So I went outside and started swinging around the mace to practice, and accidentally hit my own hand a few times. It bled but it didn't hurt.

> Read Dream Analysis

The best way I can explain this is I go to the same places in different dreams. Last night I had a dream I was in this old creepy haunted house, and it is not a house I have ever seen before in real life. In my dream a girl I was with said she wanted to go down into the basement and I said "I will go with you but I won't go by myself because last time I almost couldn't get out. Then my dream self remembered being trapped in the basement by and evil spirit banging on the door begging for someone to let me out and I did finally get out. But that didn't take place in the dream I was having it was almost like a memory of a dream I had once before. I don't remember the other dream but I know I had been in that same place before. And this isn't the first time this has happened. There's multiple places I am in in my dreams that I keep going back to in other dreams but these places don't exist in real life. Same places different dreams and I have almost memories of being in these places.

> Read Dream Analysis

It was the day before and I was getting ready for a dance recital. I was super excited and I was getting makeup and bringing pretty clothes and everything. The next morning, my mom took me to a cafe to get me cozy before the recital. We were in a big hurry then because we were going to be late and then when I got there, I was tardy but the dance hadn't started yet. I still had time so I was relieved. Then a fellow dancer of mine was welcoming me, and some of the girls were applying makeup in front of the mirror. I thought I should follow lead, but then I realized I had forgotten something major and had to go back. So I went back and I was in this secluded place with mountains near. It was like something from an ancient folktale with mountain tribes. Then, as I was about to go into a little private shop, a few people caught my eyes. They were, like, wearing gangster clothing and they had big beards and kind of looked like hippies. Except they weren't, because I knew they were gangsters. And as they began to stomp, slowly and rhythmically, through the surroundings, I felt a sense of impending doom, and I was waiting tensely. As I waited, they finally attacked and began to shoot people down. It passed quickly, and I didn't remember much of it. When the attack had finally passed, I felt like I had just woken up from a long dream. I knew I had been subject to a shooting, but it felt really surreal. And since so many people were dead, and there was a loudspeaker talking about how people had died in this recent shooting, I was confused. Did I survive? Or was I dead and just a ghost of my former self, pretending to be alive? Anyways, I was really incredulous because I had just survived this shooting and the news had just been here and they didn't even care about what had happened to me. Then I could go back to my school, but now I had missed the recital and my teacher would be angry at me. So I went back to school for a short while and didn't let anyone see me, and I saw all the other dancers and people congratulating them and I felt disappointed I hadn't attended. But I didn't tell my mom anything and we drove to the psychiatrist because we had an appointment that day. However, I didn't want to tell the psychiatrist what happened. I just hung around the hospital lobby for awhile and the doctor at the front was staring at me. I went to the psychiatrist's office for awhile, and we talked, and then I left. Then my classmates began filing into the same hospital I was in. An alarm went off and everyone was told to remain calm and go with their heads down and their arms covering their heads. The scenery kind of morphed into a school and I felt like we were waiting to be dismissed. So anyways, suddenly all my teachers and the students of my school were there. I was bending down with a bunch of boys near me. I think they were joking around. I saw my history teacher speaking to everyone and once, I caught the head of my psychiatrist. People were telling the kids to remain calm.

> Read Dream Analysis

I had a dream that I was in Hawaii with my best friend and I was down on the beach. You had to walk down a flight of stone stairs to get to the beach. As I was sitting down on the beach, I took my hoodie and shirt off, my ex- girlfriend and one of her friends who I didn't recognize were watching me. I acted like I didn't see her and she didn't want to be seen by me. I went back home. After I was home I heard the door open and my ex- girlfriend and her friend were inside my house but they didn't want to be seen and I acted like I didn't see them, again. They began moving around my house through the hallways. I finally got up and approached them. She said she loved me. We moved to the kitchen where my mom and grandma were. Then I woke up.

> Read Dream Analysis

I got on this bus hoping to see a particular someone. He wasn't on it but I felt it would be on his path. Sure enough he was running by, then popped his head in the bus to see me. I followed him to this place that had a list of stuff on it (not sure what). There were too girls that appeared jelous, they didn't seem very nice when they saw us together. Next we were sitting in this building that had a bunch of rows of chairs and people sitting in each. I felt these two older ladies in from of us were not happy, like they didn't agree with us sitting together. But this particular person kept kissing me on my forehead, face, and arms. It was as though he could care less. Next is the weird part. I arrived at this big house that was empty. It had many rooms, but most were empty. One had a bed in it. Then this particular person asked if I would like to see his room. I said I already did and assumed it was this room with the bed in it (nothing but a bed), but he lead to the bathroom and a hidden door. When I went inside, it had tons of stuff in it. It was a bit messy, but still very nice. I noticed a list on his mirror that had two lists of people: girls who get easily offended and girls who don't. The list for the girls who don't easily get offended was very short. But this particular person was very playful and fun. Not sexually, just as a person in general. Then I woke up. I know who this person is, just don't want to say their name. :)

> Read Dream Analysis

I was at a friends house with some people and there was this boy out of nowhere who was real creepy and was killing people but only me and some others knew I tried to tell my friends mom that I wasn't feeling good and wanted to go but someone else did it before me and didn't believe is so we locked each other in the room and my dream kept going from future to present and I was in art room and I was r Exercising in a long line and then I had to write a story and I was using what just happened as inspiration even though not all of it happened

> Read Dream Analysis
<< Previous Page 55 Next Page >>
RSS