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I dreamt that my fiancé dyed my hair pink while I was sleeping and for some reason I got really upset when I woke up in the dream. I was mad but like a mad sad feeling because I started to attack him. I remember I would grab his face an repeatedly hit his head against the wall while yelling "I hate you!"...I started crying when I was doing that, looking at his face while I was doing that broke my heart. An then he ran out the door outside, in the dream I felt sad when he ran out the door. An I wasn't even mad at that point, so I ran out the door after him. My mom tried to tell me to stay inside, but I wouldn't. When I went after him he tried to run faster an even tried to hide around the corner to lose me. But I knew where he was and stopped him. I just remember falling to the ground wanting him to forgive my actions. Instead of telling I love him. I just let him go, i didn't want him to leave.. but I couldn't seem to get myself to say don't leave. I woke up immediately after, an I couldn't stop crying after i woke up

I had a dream that me and my boyfriend were driving and worker men through a brick through the window and hit him. My boyfriend has extreme anger problems so he stopped the car and started beating up the guys. One man was trying to hit my boyfriend from the back in order to engage in my boyfriend getting jumped. I jumped out the car because i'm super protective of him. I ran to the man and yelled at him and told him not to touch him. Then I picked up a huge pole started beating the man with it until he died. Afterwards we sat down and talked about it. What does this mean?

Me and some other people were at the prison and we were doing a sort of tour to see what it was like. We first walked in by the cells and the inmates were scary but the correctional officer assure they wouldn't be a problem they can't get out. We went to the yard and he explained that the beginning were the bad prisoners and they should get past the next part of the yard for the privileged prisoners. The beginning by the bad prisoners they were all pushing against us and I was scared hiding behind a person. The officers said they never know what to expect there it scares them as well. When we finally got to the good part of the yard, it seemed everyone was trying to attack eachother. But the bad prisoners still weren't allowed through. Me and a couple of the people I was with went into the rest room because I needed to and as they were waiting for me I heard a woman come in and ask them to get out for company reasons. She was dressed as an officer but I knew something was wrong so before I had the chance to flush and barely pull my pants up I dodged out of the bathroom and ran as far away to the good side of the yard as I can and lost her because she heard me get out and she tried to chase me. When I finally got as far as possible there were the other people we came in with looking at a part of the yard that was on fire.

I was in an office of a professor and it was surrounded by glass and overlooked a large body of water. While the professor, my boyfriend , and I were talking out of no where a chunk of of an airplane fell out of the sky while it was on fire and people were falling out. My boyfriend started to call 911 but the professor (who is also our boss) said to hang up and we both stared at her in confusion but listened anyway. A second chunk of the plane while also on fire fell out of the sky and I started to panic and it became very apparent in my face. She told me "penelope wait-then let it all come in" and so I took a deep breath and I let it out very slowly and I felt calm I felt reassured. I kissed my boyfriend and right after that the other chunks of the plane fell out of the sky all on fire. That is when we all started to look for a way out through the window. The professor immediately, right after i opened my eyes grabbed a chair and smashed it against the window. We tried with another chair to break it but it would not. At some point we broke the window and jumped out into the body of water to try to escape we heard screams and rhe police was showing up in big groupd while things falling apart. People said it was a terrorist attack. Then after people were saved we entered the waiting room and everyone stared at us mad questioning why we didn't call the police when it first happened and why it took so long for us to call them. They were all really mad and said that maybe we were part of it but they were specifically looking at me a lot. I was so nervous and angry because it had been so traumatizing that I couldn't believe they would think that. I tried to talk about it with my friend and she had to leave while we were in some sort of hallway with a tv and the TV was so loud that as she left there was a room in that hallway and a man was very mad at the volume level it was on so he screamed at us to turn it down but his voice was so rough that it sounded like it was the airplane falling again and I started to panic but realized he was just scolding us and I took a deep breath to calm down. I saw my other friend and asked her if she was okay and she tried to make me laugh as she always tries but she could tell i was in a lot of pain and she told me she'd take me out of dinner since we couldn't eat in the dorm they were still picking up the pieces. I was then in the computer lab trying to talk to my friends and telling them that my boyfriend did call 911 and everything that happened. I asked my best friend if she thought I should tell my mother what had happened but she said no and so I looked at the clock and it was 11pm and I was trying to decide if I should call my cousin who I'm really close to to tell her. I felt so shocked I couldn't believe I had been through something so awful and I felt like the memory was all inside my heart and I could not stop thinking about it. I decided it was too late to call but was desperate for someone to talk to.

The beginning of the dream, we my mom, siblings, and me were at my aunts house with her ex husband and my four cousins. They lived in a mansion which is unusual because they do not make much money and he didn't work, only my aunt did. My aunt was talking about moving to a littler place while he got a job and lived at the house to pay it off. Earlier in the dream on the way to my aunts I saw my ex and we exchanged looks. The dream continued but we seemed to be by old buildings and we were standing in a work shed by a gas station. People were walking around. There were these stairs that led up to a room at the top of the building, maybe an apartment. Suddenly, a big storm started to happen. It was a black, dust storm. It was very strong winds and it was throwing bails of hay everywhere. Two of my cousins are young and I saw them try to run out of the work shed and I grabbed her by the shirt as quickly as possible to get a grip and she still struggled to get outside. I finally got her a told her it was best to stay in away from the storm. The people were panicking because we didn't understand what was going on. All the dust made it nearly pitch black outside, you could see nothing past it. Teenagers were running up the stairs toward the room, and that's why my little cousin wanted to go. Out of nowhere, coming in from the storm I saw my ex walking toward the stairs with a lollipop in his mouth and he seemed happy. I looked around and people were still puzzled about the storm. Then I woke up.

I was standing on a corner of an intersection when this black boy got hit by a car. I called the police and the dispatcher asked me what happened. I told them that a black boy got hit by a car. They said they woundnt come because he was black. I cursed them out and hung up. Soon all the boys family was there and they were getting loud like they wanted to start a riot. I left annoyed and went to go eat. I walked to a resturant but walked out beacuse I remembered that my mom didnt like it. I went next door to a pizza place got food and went back outside to my family. The black people were still outside and i met up with my mom and got in her van and we left.

I dreamt I was coming from my sister's place, suddenly the road turned into a river then I saw a white puppy running on the water, my husband was standing by the other side of the river and said nor did nothing about what was happening I started chasing it and it went the other side of the river but there is a bridge it tried to hide under something which I can quite remember what it was. I went and got it out so whilst I was carrying it it turned into a baby. I am a black woman and this baby was white, then there came a white man who was mocking me to say that I want to keep the baby just because I want his comfort, the baby's, this man said because of the tender touch and feeling of the baby, that is the only reason I want to keep it and why I am cuddling it.

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