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My mom and me where at a store and she wanted something but it was too expensive. then a man comes up to us and steals it for us prompting my mother to talk to him and they end up dating. He was a nice man and he ended up moving in with us with his daughter. But things changed when him and my mom started fighting. They would scream and yell at each other even getting into physical fights. Every time I would step in to help slapping him and hitting him. I also intervened when he would hit my brothers and his daughter. He was terrible to my mother but everytime I stood up for her she would take his side. Then one day we had a party many people were invited even my favorite band. But the man threatened to kill everyone if they didn't go and hide. He shot a bullet in the air and everyone dispersed. Once he found somone he would shoot them and impale them displaying them outside for all to see. He did this for hours. I decided to see if my favorite band had been killed so I go outside to look. There was many impaled bodies outside but none of them my favorite band. I go back inside and tell my mother that they were no where to be found. But she insisted that they were dead. I even told her that I looked both inside the house and outside but still no sign. However she still insisted that they must be dead. And then I woke up

It was 1999 I looked out side my kitchen window, there was a car park, it was full of 'Muslim' woman praying, they were facing west, I ran from my house past the woman in to a hall were the minister for immigration KIM BEASLEY was, I said can you see that in the car park, he looked over while shoving seafood in to his mouth shrugging his shoulders. I got up set and left that place and went to go home, I walked past the Muslim woman praying to the west, one Muslim looked up at me then they all did, then they stood up thousands of them, and they chased me, I was running away and they slowly methodically followed me like a slow moving mud avalanche, I run in to my home but the weight of the woman marching froward smashed my house down, I had to run and run, I had no home and it was hard to hide because they were every where. They were not aggressive in a fighting way, but determined to smash my home my life every thing....,

Cheerleader is murdered and buried in the desert. People are trying to find the murderer And more people are disappearing. We go to the desert and find the skeleton of the cheerleader next to a different body a couple feet away. We continued to dig this big rectangle hole to find the rest of the bodies. We needed to hide the fact we found the bodies soon after because someone was coming to check near the spot. So we hid. We soon found the murderer and tried to blackmail him of our knowledge of the bodies and trying to find out who was the other. He agreed to our terms and also told us who the man was only for him to call out and appear in front of us sayinhe was hiding with this invisibility power to hide from everyone for years and had placed a fake body where he should've been. When the lover of the invisible man seen his true face she ran after him with such power he ran from her as well as everyone else and we all began to hide.

I have had the same type of dream since I was young. It starts with me waking up, in a bed that's not mine but still familiar. A man, his face obstructed, sleeps next to me. He is warm, I feel safe near him. He wakes up and suddenly I remember why we must hide our love. It's always a different reason. But the danger remains. I try to convince him to leave, I tell him I'm not worth his death. He dismisses my fears. However soon, another man, this one dark and cold kills my love in front of me. He offers me a choice, love me or die. I would rather die than be with him. He always kills me in a horrible and painful fashion. My death always has different excuse; witch, traitor, whore. I wake up feeling my wounds.

It was 1999 I looked out side my kitchen window, there was a car park, it was full of Muslim woman praying, they were facing west, I ran from my house past the woman in to a hall were the minister for immigration KIM BEASLEY was, I said can you see that in the car park, he looked over while shoving seafood in to his mouth shrugging his shoulders. I got up set and left that place and went to go home, I walked past the woman praying to the west, one looked up at me then they all did, then they stood up thousands of them, and they chased me, I was running away and they slowly methodically followed me like a slow moving mud avalanche, I run in to my home but the weight of the woman marching froward smashed my house down, I had to run and run, I had no home and it was hard to hide because they were every where. They were not aggressive in a fighting way, but determined to smash my home my life every thing....,

: "My dream started out with my daughter and I. We lived in Seattle. She was at school and i was out. The end of america was beginning and it was getting violent. It was like a blood bath. I ran and got my daughter out of school. We had to jump out a classroom window on the second story and climb down a tree to get out safe. My daughter was scared crying. I told her to be brave and that we will be alright. We started running avoiding people we saw on the streets. I found a car and started driving us away. It died quickly so we started running again. We eventually found a overpass where we could hide underneath.there was an area with a dozen trees all gatgered closely. There was also a tree on the other side of the wall underneath that was by itself. But someone else was in the tree in the next corner. He jumped down and walked over to us. I said I need somewhere for ny daughter to get rest. He said it was quiet around there and that we could use the lonely tree. We couldn't use the clumped up trees because they could set fire easy and I wouldnt see if anyone is getting near. He helped me get her up the lonely tree. I climbed up and held her until she stopped crying and slept. I watch people run through the underpass not seeing us. I was scared for our lives. The man shandd us a door to a underground tunnel the next day. He said it was brutal down there. But there was a food storage close to it but that was seperate. It was near the trees. We were able to eat and drink for a couple days. The man said he needs to go out and check the area. I told him we needed to get going. We were heading north to Canada to start again up there. That we needed to live. He said maybe one day we would see each other again. Tgen my daughter and i took off trying to find a train.

Dream starts out at home, I can't remember what the plans were for the day. I do know that the weather said it was going to be windy and rainy. Well, me Angel (son) and Mika (Daughter) decide to go into town to get some stuff from the store, and on our way home we decide to go visit Corin (sister) and Bella (neice). As soon as we get there it starts getting really windy, and me and Corin go sit on the balcony to watch the incomming storm. The kids start to freak out in the apartment about the storm so we go inside. Pretty soon the wind starts to get so bad that it is shaking the whole complex, so we turn on the news to see whats going on, and they say that a tornado is comming through. Corin and I think it would be a good idea to get out to my property as fast as possible and have everyone hide in the cellar that's under my porch. Well we get halfway there and the roads change like we are in Seattle (all twisted up and cofusing) so I can't remember how to get home. We stop to ask where we are at this gas station and they told us how to get home so we get back in my truck but Corin is driving this time. Corin is on the phone, asking someone if they are okay and, somehow we hit a big enough bump that is bounces Angel and Mika out of the window and I see them land on the side of the road through my wing mirror and I start screaming at Corin to pull over but she can't hear me because of the wind and the fact that she is on the phone. All of a sudden we are back in Bonners (home town) going down the south hill and I feel like taking the wheel and turning around myself but I dont want to hurt her and Bella. So my next thought is to open the door and jump out myself, This whole time I am hyperventilating and bawling that I can't get to my kids. Then I wake up crying, and go check on my kids and they are fine.

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