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I'm looking over a scene in a high rise building and a man is talking to a woman in an office about whether or not she believes the boss was really killed by a demon. She says, "Of course not" The man tells her to look up and there is a demon with the face of a goat, huge sharp teeth, long horns, claws for hands, large wings, black fur on its legs, and leathery skin on its stomach up to its neck and arms. It is crouching on a metal bar in the office. The man turns and walks out as the demon lunges at the woman. The door shuts and I'm outside the office. The man tells me and another coworker about what just happens. I say, "You left her in there?" He says yes so we run to the office and open the door to see the demon crouched over the woman with her intestines hanging out of its mouth and blood scattered everywhere. It looks up and suddenly lunges at me with its mouth wide open but before it can reach me the dream ends.

I was working at a daycare, but not my usual one, one I was filling in for. It was almost in a summer camp type setting. I was filling in for different lunch breaks, nothing particularly memorable going on. I was walking across the dirt parking lot after just talking with boss and a car was slowly approaching from the driveway entrance. There was a Muslim lady driving a dark brown Sudan, she also worked at the center. She looked to the right before entering the parking lot. I saw a child walking /running freely as if it were a summer camp and kids were roaming free run from somewhere and was to the left of the car. I put my arm up to point at the girl and yell at both to be careful, make sure they were aware of each other , but I could get my breath out in time and lady turned left running over the child. It was almost as if she got sucked under. I ran over, people had gathered , the Muslim/nikab wearing women was asking what to do, like back up and expose child or leave the car on top. I wasn't able to give an opinion before the lady backed the car up. I ran closer to the child and others did too. I wanted to help I yelled out to call 911 but they reached her before me and I said I'd call 911 and told them to help her.( I wanted to take charge, but backed down ) I run and I can't remember what I used to dial but when I'd dialled 911the numbers kept changing after I'd raise the device to my ear. Wasn't able to. I tried my cell and a computer. Eventually so frustrated I decided to run to a business of sorts where a male acquaintance was. He was an ex firefighter . As I ran over the driveway turned to stairs and the child laid motionless on the steps a couple sand toys near by. I asked an adult passerbyer why I they moved her body. They didn't know. No one was helping her but my mission was 911 so it didn't occur to me. Ran to this guys house..was really scared and anxious trying to explain I needed to call 911. He was helping someone when I got there I waited 2-3 seconds then interrupted , at first he got angry as if I was being rude, then was annoyed I didn't come in screaming a instead of waiting 2-3seconds to interrupt . He dials 911 for me and hands me the phone, I explain what happen and hang up. I feel emotionally exhausted at this point break down crying and keep going over images for this kid being run over. Venting to this ex- fireman. I do at this point realize that no one was with her on the steps and think I should have stayed to help and got someone else to call 911. I stay a little while ranting and crying while the man tries to consol me... As I head back to the daycare center I wonder if I should talke the Ativan from my purse. I worried I look too relaxed if I do and people will think I'm cold, but if I don't, I am having a hard time managing myself right now. I didn't make a decision, but I made it back to work and woke up.

I was going to work but I missed the train twice. I decided to get on a plane instead, but there was a delay and I got antsy so I stormed off and left without my bags. The attendant followed me and said there was an electrical storm in the air. He told me cops may have to come to my house to follow up on why I left. I told him he would have to go far, then I went home. While I was home I called my boss about the client I was supposed to be at. While we were talking I watched a motorcycle fly through the air and flip onto it's back in the middle of oncoming traffic.

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