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I was in an underground bunker with the President as one of his security advisers. I left the bunker and went outside. Outside the bunker was a beach and a giant ocean. It was a beautiful night with the stars shining and this extremely stealthy all black GIANT scorpion (think transformers, maybe even bigger) rose from the ocean with bright white eyes and a tail that was shooting energy blasts. It was attacking the bunker but not me. I didn't get the feeling it was trying to attack me and I was not scared. Then I woke up.

Me and group of my friends had moved into a new flat in London. And we had no worries and could do what ever we wanted and go where ever we wanted. We had no problems are we're carefree. My best friend and I shared a room in the massive flat. With two other girls in two different rooms. And we all got on like sisters. But I left the flat to go to the underground. Where I met a boy I thought I used to like. He had moved to London to. He noticed me and walked over to me and held my hand and spoke to me. And took me to his flat. He told me he I got into university. But I never knew this and was shocked. And then I lied to him about being at college. The boy then told me he liked me. And then I disappeared to the underground. I knew the boy was following me and I was trying to get away. I knew myself I liked him, but we couldn't be together. And it hurt so much. I got away from him on the last train and got back to my flat. Which was empty. The girls went out for a party and I was all by myself. But I felt safe and happy.

I dream about seeing my cousin coming to visit me in my house later on I was trying to let him and his younger brother come in my house they were at the front of the elevator and I was inside the elevator when I got to where they are I couldn't come out from it later I told them to get in they could not without caused the elevator move up itself when I got to the top of it I was trying to get out of it it was really difficult somehow I got myself out of it

I was driving and someone Tboned me, but their car flipped and a child fell out, the car was about to fall on the child so I ran out and grabbed her out of the way. Then I remember holding her and she looked like me very angry. Then I turned around and saw my father with a knife trying to kill me, I dropped the child that looked like me and I started to run home. as I came home my mom was hitting me with her fists saying that I deserved getting raped ( like she used to) and all I remember was seeing my crotch area like bleeding so much. I like hit her and she disappeared. I went to get my brother but he was missing, then my dad came home and like I forgot the rest but I know I killed my mother and left her in the closet with a knife in her neck and I pushed my father back into a poll where a long nail was sticking out and it went through the back of his head and out of his mouth. So I went searching for my brother but I kept seeing that little girl at the corner of my eye. I finally found him walking out of his room like in a trance he didn't awknologe anything but my mother did the same with the knife still in her neck verbally attacking me. all I remember after was trying to get out of the house, I opened the door and my dad was there with a knife aiming at my chest.

I dreamt I was at a spa when it was time for the bikini wax there was a man trying to take a look. He was shoved outside. When it was done everything was well done from head to toe, that I asked for their business cards, I did'nt give them mine although I had it in my mind to give them. Anyway that journey ended and immediately I began another. I was walking along the streets of New York at least I thought it was then it looked like a street I used to go shopping or walking along. I was trying to find home, a place I used to live with a friend who passed away. The phone number I was trying to remember was his.I was feeling sick and I was wanted him to come and pick me up. My now husband showed up somehow and repeated the number but said it fast I could not understand. I could not call. Lately I have been feeling a little pressure in my heart, and my friend did pass away from heart failure. Does it mean that he is talking to me, but its not my time to go yet. Help me understand.

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