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I have reoccurring dreams that do not Have the same setting but the same theme. They are always about my husband & something he does to make me sad or upset. Usually the dreams are about him leaving me to be with other people (not leaving our marriage but just leaving my side) also I have dreams that he calls me to tell me that he is wil certain people & I feel nervous & scared that I am not there. I immediately have fears of him cheating. The last dream I had was about him calling me from his prom to tell me he was going out with everyone afterwards but I wasn't there & couldn't get to him. Many times I've dreamt that I am on the phone with him & I am trying to find him & he ignores me & tells me not to come. Or I see him running away from me.

I seem to be in a city, mind says dc, going to college. Swimming, bored. So I decide to go buy some weed. Hook up with some black dudes i had gone through before. Meet in strange graffiti out sub terrain tunnel. There is 2 of them. Other people everywhere. Get the weed, shake hands. I'm sitting on a bench and 3 more black dudes charge down the stairs. Big chrome guns catch my eye immidiately. They say, you know why we're here, to the dealers. Dead silence. They say get on the ground. I can't tell if they are talking to everyone in general or my 2 black dealers. Im becoming worried that they may think I am with them. Everybody in the tunnel lays down. I was the last to do so, very slowly, onto my side. Head towards the wall, feet towards them and slightly tucked under the bench I was sitting on. The first shot rings out, I can't see anything but I can feel sharp fragments hitting me.  Concrete?bone? Bullet? Not sure. Another shot rings out, and another. In total 12 shots ring out, all with an unnerving 2-3 second gap between them. No one screamed, nothing. I could feel the fragments and shock wave of each shot. Just the shots echoed in the tunnel. Then dead silence. I wait maybe 10 seconds before getting up. Everybody is still laying down on the ground. They only shot the 2 dealers. I exit up the stairs and into the street, holding back tears. There is a hippy girl sitting out side what I thought was the court house, or some other government building. I give her the weed.   "here" "Thank you!" "it's not worth it" I speed walk back to my college place. Go straight to the pool and jump in , letting myself float to the bottom for a long time. I ponder taking a big breath of water, but don't. I keep thinking someone is going to fish me put, but they just stand over the side and watch me. I get out of the pool and seek counsel in juniors girlfriend , who is not his girl in real life. We talk about how Scotty is in jail over herb. When josh comes in I hide my emotions and crack jokes. I wake up sweating and unnerved.

It was weird and I was under the influence of narcotics for part of the dream with a few of my friends. I was in love with this very mentally disturbed boy. I really loved him a lot. I always for him to come to his room but he seldom liked people. However, later I found out he and my daughter, which I do not have, were in love with another. I didn\'t feel happy for my nonexistent daughter; I did even more to stalk him because I was very crazy about him. At last, he told me off, telling me that I was old and breaking my heart in ways I could not imagine.

It was weird and I was under the influence of narcotics for part of the dream with a few of my friends. I was in love with this very mentally disturbed boy. I really loved him a lot. I always for him to come to his room but he seldom liked people. However, later I found out he and my daughter, which I do not have, were in love with another. I didn't feel happy for my nonexistent daughter; I did even more to stalk him because I was very crazy about him. At last, he told me off, telling me that I was old and breaking my heart in ways I could not imagine.

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