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Marlene an old childhood friend came to visit. For some reason though, I was ignored by all of them, even Marlene who came to visit me. At some point my parents had to kill about four people, so they did. And I was just standing around going "Do I call the police or?" - Marlene took me out to the woods while my parents where digging graves and we found a huge hole in the ground. We went down it to discover stairs and a animalish family (I think they were rats? wut) We went back up and that was when I had to go to my old school for some graduation thing, I went there but was still ignored by everyone and I was still wondering wether I should call the police. I tried talking to some of the people but I was scoffed at mostly so I sat on the staircase waiting for the whole graduation thing to begin, an elderly overweight woman looked at me and began singing a familiar tune while is walked away. I got up and went to the graduation, sat at one of the tables alone, like people where three seats away from me from all angles.

I was in a building on the 8th floor. it was like a giant college party. I lived there? And I was like a secret prisoner there. everyone appeared normal but I could not leave the floor. They were everywhere I was. if I went into a bathroom. some one would be waiting. I woke after I went into the elevator that got stuck and when I climb onto the top there was some one there saying,,,you going some where. I started fighting and threw the guy down the shaft and woke up...but it was mostly like being locked up and beaten yrs ago... 3-4 people in the dark a dozen times trying to fight them off and end up beaten and drained.

I was in a gym and I was dressed as a Navy sailor and we were in costumes and we had to put on a show for people who were visiting this historic haunted place that was my school in real life. Then I changed costumes and put on a i yellow outfit that had feathers and I tried to dance the best I could and I danced badly but everyone said I did good. Then I had to go to this part of the building that was the hospital and make coffee for people who were visiting their loved ones.

I'm at a friends house, preparing a small surprise party for another friend arriving from abroad (for some reason, I think they're coming from Poland). I'm grating cheese onto a plate when one of my friends starts using a hairdryer or fan and the grated cheese blows off the plate. We become angry with each other and then everyone in the room starts arguing (I think there's 5 of us). I leave by the back door. I'm in my local village and both sides of the road are lined with severely damaged cars, damaged by other cars driven by people who are infected (I think). I start noticing that the people around me are acting strange, like they're feral. A man walks up to me (not feral) and touches my arm, he's lost and confused. He sees a woman and says "It's you. you've done this". Then there is darkness. We have fallen and he's landed on top of me (I can feel my breasts pressed to his chest) but it doesn't feel sexual. Then I am looking through his eyes (this is interchangeable, sometimes I'm in my head, sometimes in his). Through him I talk to one of his ancestors who tells him they've been searching for him to save them. There is some kind of war going on. Still as him, I'm riding on top of a cart, I jump from it and land on a horse. I slit it's throat. I then flash back to my friends house and I'm in one of my friends heads. She is locked in a closet, feeling confused and acting like the feral people I saw earlier. Someone enters the room and she's scared. Now I'm back behind the mans eyes (I see him as a warrior). Then back to myself. We see each other and feel connected. The war is over. Back to myself in my friends kitchen. I've grated too much cheese and everything is back to normal, no-one remembers anything apart from me and I'm confused. I can remember and I know it happened. I get up and leave through the back door. I want to find the warrior. I wake up.

Rowing on a boat with me being younger in life. Everyone I know is younger in life. I saw people from boarding school and my little brother. My brother myself and a third person (maybe my mother) get into this canoe over calm waters. We are hungry and haven't eaten or had water to drink. We can't catch fish, but there is an iguana or komodo dragon holding onto a stick that protrudes from the water. We row up to it, and I try to pry it off its perch, but it bites me with razor sharp teeth. I then grab a machete and chop it up. But we don't eat it because it tasted terrible, and so we leave it, folded like a shirt, and place it back into the clear water. We keep rowing and reach a beach and the landscape totally changes.

I was with many adults and friends, I was attacked suddenly and got but by a zombie. The man in the car I was in wanted to kill me. I begged him not to, I wanted to say my goodbyes. I went home wrote letters to everyone I could. I told my adopted sister only that I was bit and probably going to die. I looked down at my hand while talking to her. The bite was a little red. Not really bad. I wrote all the letters I could. I decided to do a drawing, my final drawing. I drew my fursona. Never finished it because I woke up. What does is mean?

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