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My family got crushed by a big semi-truck. My cousin was sitting beside me on the sidewalk. Two other girls, that look like demons, fought and tried to kill my cousin. The demon's fought over my attention. My uncle, grandpa, and mom's boyfriend died in a car that was crushed by the truck. I watched my family die in front of me. My family were all standing, spread out from each other, in the middle of an empty parking lot. I saw the faces of the family that were in the car and their acceptance of their deaths right before the truck crushed them. I literally felt the pain as the truck crushed and killed me last. Then I floated in darkness feeling as if I didn't exist even though I felt like I still did exist in some way.

I don't remember exactly how it started, but basically the "devil" which i cant remember what it looked like but it was a male &had hooves but stood.... and basically he was going to come and iwas going to die, and my stepsister who i'm very close with was there guiding me through the entire process and we were talking about this kid who my step sister had known who's also gone through the same thing and how its almost like killing yourself and there wouldnt be any turning back or taking anybody with you or letting anybody know and so we were picking out clothes that we wanted to take with us and we would either just drop the clothes onto the ground and they would get sucked into the ground but it wasnt working well and so the other way was to drop them down the sink which was like a sharp vacuum cuz it had small blades and would cut my fingertips each time i put clothing down it, and after i put a pair of dark blue shorts, death (devil) appeared behind me and like stabbed me slowly down my back and told me that i cant be dressing to impress any other dead people, and then me and my stepsister were by our front door and my dad came home and i was walking with him the entire time from the door up the stairs and he told me to come into his bedroom and he was basically going to yell at me for something and i was so sad that he didnt know i was dead and so i started crying cuz he technically couldnt see me but he still thought that he could since he didnt know the truth and i didnt want him yelling at me to be the last thing that he could remember doing before i died and so i walked into my room instead and my stepsister followed and i sat on the floor leaning against my bed and she sat on my desk chair and he stood and started yelling at me and i kept crying and he was so angry and he kept telling me how stupid i was and my step sister was like "billy, stop yelling before you make her upset, you're going to make her upset" and then i was crying and screaming "dad, stop it before YOU get upset!" and he kept yelling and i kept apologizing and crying cuz i really didnt want him being left with the guilt of yelling at me and he was like "Megan, what" and my step sister was like " billy, punch her" and he thought she was joking around and he laughed and playfully did but his hand went through my face and he was just like "....what.." and he sounded so broken and upset and confused like he had just been ripped into pieces and i kept saying that i was sorry and that i couldnt even leave him the note that said in green highlighter, "I'm sorry daddy and tell mom im sorry its too late now" (because me and her dont have a relationship and she hasnt come see us in over 6years) but the devil told me he would have to cut my back again if i tried to leave it because it would of messed up the entire process? and so i was cleaning my room and i left my water bottles that my room is always trashed with for my dad to try and remember me by and it was so sad and he was so unbelieveably hurt by the entire thing and then my step mom came home and he was just sitting and crying and then i was watching her car from the sky with them both in it, and she was complaining about me and he started crying and then i woke up in tears.

The bar like at mug shots and I only have 2 beers and I'm driving you home but when I get in the car I feel drunk and I'm afraid of the cops and you have to pee so we are going to stop at Sheetz but all the lights are off Sheetz is closed but rite aid has all the lights on and tons of cars so we pull in there. We walk in and I'm sitting on the counter you tell me to get you cigs and you go to the bathroom. Then all of a sudden like 10 cops show up and they are screaming to get out and I run to the door and a guy is pointing a gun at me so I turn around and run back to you at the bathroom and we are hiding in there and like mili gun shots go off. Then someone comes into the bathroom and they shoot a bunch of shots at us but we don't get shot so we decide to run. We run outside and like the hill district is outside shooting everyone cops drunk kids everyone do we run to Sheetz which is where all these wounded people are. Why we didn't run to your house is still pissing me off like do better dream Kara. Anyways people are still getting shot left and right so I decide the only way we will get away is to go back to rite aid and get my car. So we are booking it to the car jump in and three guys stop us the one guy is shot the other one looks dead and they ask to jump in the car we left them in and go to drive away but the guy puts a gun to my head and says we gave to go to Sheetz. Here we picked up three of the shooters! He makes you try to stop the blood on the guy that's shot and you are freaking and he's threatening to shoot you when a cop shoots the guy through the car window in the head and kills him. So now we are in the car at Sheetz with 2 dead guys and a dude that's bleeding to death. The car looks like pulp fiction at this point and we are covered in blood and guts. Somehow Kim shows up and says we have to get the guy that's still alive help and somehow Sheetz is now like a Red Cross where everyone shot is getting help. We are freaking out saying that the shooters are in the car and no one believes us. They get the guy the car stable and he reaches for the gun points it at me and I wake up.

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