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My boyfriend tried to kill me, we was driving and cops tryed to pull us over because he was speeding went to turn the corner and i jumped out, and when i did and looked forward to see where he was going he did a u turn and tryed to run me over but hit a pole, i ran and found this glass building where i grew up at in the neighborhood, so i hid in there with 20 people, explained what was going on so they hid me as well. So i called my mom and then told here to call my little sister and get her and my 3 year old son out of there hes coming back so they left to my moms which is up the street, when it hit day light saw my self walking in daylight up my drive way and cops were searching a white van that my boyfriend had bought the following morning, confused as heck, and all i herd was when did you get this van, he told early yesterday morning, cop says yea vehical is gone and so is the gun and i woke up. what does this mean?

I see a flouting object, i go to grab it, and it moves. I go to grab it and it moves again, then again, and again. one last time i try to grab it i fell off my chair and could not get up. felt like it was hard to move. as i try to turn my head to my door, I see my girlfriend in a light blue dress or night gown, with her head and hands up. I start calling out her name ashley, ashley, ashley. cuz i was terrified, but also knew this was a dream i felt i couldn't awake from myself.

I heard wind outside and wanted to open the back door to check. My husband told me the alarm was on so I tried to turn the handle to lock it back. When I tried to lock it, the wind started pushing the door with extreme force. The door frame started buckling and the paint was flaking. I looked out of the window and saw a tornado coming straight at us. I told my husband we needed to run and hide in the master bedroom closet away from any windows. We were huddled with our hands over our necks when the dream ended and I woke up.

My little brother had died in my dream. He was getting ready to go off to college but somethin g happened, im not sure how he died. But my parents told me in my dream and I was crushed. I felt this huge weight descend upon me and I was overwhelmed. I thought I was on the couch but when I looked up, I was standing by the huge window in our living room. I watched as our van drove away like it had when my 1 year old foster brother went back to his father. I couldn't breathe because I was so sad and angry this was happening....again. An old, beat up green truck (a truck my brother would have loved) was backing into our drive way. I heard my sister say, "someone's here" and when I looked into the reflection in the glass I saw my friend that passed away a year ago.I said quietly "Derek? Why are you here? What does this mean?" I remember being so sad, words just fail to describe it. But Derek lowered his head and shook it as he put a hand on my shoulder. My parents looked at me with their tear filled eyes like I was crazy. I went to the door, it felt like it took forever, but as I did all my memories of my brother flooded me. I finally reach the door and it's a little boy with his back turned to me. I place my hand on his shoulder to turn him toward as me. As I turn h i m, he morphhs into my 6 foot tall brother: he was crying and smiling, brushing this all off like would in a joke. "Please, please dont leave! I love you. Please don't go." He hands me a dish with food, smiles, hugs me and leaves for the truck. Derek comes out and again places his hand on my shoulder. "It's going to be ok." He whispers in my ear. Derek hugs me and then gets in the truck with my brother. I'm left on the porch, darkness descends upon me and I cry. Because I dont want to be ok, I want them all back. My brothers....When I went back inside, my parents ashed me to write his obituary but I could with that face starring back at me because once I write it, he's really gone. My brother really would be gone. And that's when I woke up crying because it felt too real to be a dream.

I was at what i think was a party.. my 'friend' who i've never really liked went home on what looked like a motorbike.. i got jealous because i'm known for having a bike.. i started to imagine what it would be like to ride her bike.. all of a sudden i am riding her bike.. to my disappointment it is only a moped ... i take it back to her house at night and park it next to an inflatable kayak.. i take the moped out for a second joy ride, this time with the kayak.. i get to a small fairytale-like lake, that is glowing and surrounded by willow trees and soft moss draped over rounded rocks.. nothing happens there but next i am on horse back with the kayak over my shoulder.. i stop by a tree at the top of a small bank.. somehow i do something wrong and the horse is dead, hanging from a rope on the tree, it's head and shoulders resting slightly on the ground. Blood starts to run down the hill... I'm not panicking at this point.. everything is calm.. i take the kayak and the moped back to the girls house and then go back to the horse.. all i can think is hat i'm going to be found out.. someone is going to see the horse... At the bottom of the bank there are some small houses, one of which i remember from another dream.. it was my boyfriend s aunts house in my dream and i had stayed there previously... at the back of the houses were areas that were filled with water (there has been a lot of flooding near me lately) the water starts to turn an orangey red-ish colour and i realise it must be the horses blood tainting the water.. now i hear voices shouting and screaming about the hanged horse on the hill... i just remember feeling scared and guilty.. but not panicked..then i woke up..... This dream has been bothering me for two days and i still remember how everything felt so vividly..

It was dark. But I think I was in Europe with a bunch of my friends and then we decided to stay at this hotel that was pretty much the setting of strake Jesuit which is my high school and the girl I am really into was there and a ton of others but it was like dark and creepy. There were just a bunch of things going on and it was like a puzzle for me because I had to put little pieces of stories together that I heard from different people to understand how I could make things normal again and not scary. People would give me riddles that if I solved I would go to a place and receive another clue. And with one story I remember I had to imitate this myth some guy told me and reenact it to get an object I needed as part of the final answer. In the end I had objects and clues and I was supposed to find some place to put everything I had, and then do some ceremonial thing so that the world would change back to normal. I was eager to reach the end. And this girl that I'm really into knew all of it including the final answer to my problem on how to turn the world back to normal. But she wouldn't tell me and so I was mad at her but she said she was just "following the law." It sucked because I was one clue away from figuring it all out before I woke up. It was like Alice in Wonderland weird. The dream was so vivid and I remember a lot... That's part of the reason it was so scary.

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