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My husband was a police officer. There was a woman in his car. Suddenly people were shooting guns. My husband got on a tall horse and rode it. I kept telling him to get off the horse or he would be killed. The woman in the car had a baby. She was to coward to take care of the baby and handed it to me. She refused to get out of the car. So I took the baby to make sure it would be safe. I kept telling my husband to get off of the horse, he wouldn't listen. Another officer gave me a gun. I was point blank on front of a killer that pointed to the gun towards me, so I shot him. I hid under a white blanket with the baby and anyone who noticed us I shot them. When everything was over I yelled at my husband to get off of the horse. I brought the baby back to the coward. Other and told her its her job to protect her baby and to snap out of it. I told my husband and that woman I never want to see them again. The police officer that gave me the gun told me don't worry you didn't kill anyone I had knock out blanks in that gun. I knew your heart wouldn't handle killing someone, we arrested them all.

I was in a mental hospital sitting on a couch in a tee shirt, underwear, but no pants. A dog came and sat beside me. I thought it was my dog that recently died. He looked different but he acted like my dog did. He put his paw on my face. Then he disappeared. If felt tears on my face but the tears were blue. I looked in the mirror and my iris' were liquid and I caught some of the blue liquid in my hand. I went to the emergency area and some people said that it was closed. I was frustrated so I left. I still didn't have any pants on and I was walking along a busy street. A police officer drove by and drove around the block and came back. I hid behind a building and started to put my pants on. He came and said he would drive me home and I could take a 3 day vacation.

Some how my mom broke out of jail, to move to Arkansas with me, frank, and a white couple. Something went wrong with going, my mom decided to have a shoot out with the police in turn being shot in her chest and killing the officers, as my mother lay dying I tell Terri to shoot me in my upper back near my heart however the bullet went in to the left and came out on the right just under my tit. Terri and I were in 7-11 some how. We managed to make it to an apartment back to my mom that was not dead at all, I asked her how she was feeling, she replied "I'm at a place when I am okay with whatever happens" I say even dying? She laid her head on the floor and closed her eyes and continued to breathe, I called the police to get us help but nothing came and we were down the street from the police station :( I woke up with the same burn I felt in my chest with being shot. As I'm laying here wondering what it all means I feel sad inside, because I think this is telling me that I feel guilty about something concerning her. Then again I can feel happy in knowing that regardless of how long help took, we keep living through the pain.

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