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I was jumping really high on the forest. I landed on the trees' leaves and used them as my own legs. Then I transferred the orange tree to the front lawn of my house. The orange tree was lying as if it was a bed when I planted it. The orange tree was inhabited by raccoon. I argued with my little brother if we can plant the orange tree at the front garden. He called our parents and said that it was okay. I warned him not to go near the raccoon because it will bite him. He went near to the raccoon and the raccoon but his left hand and refused to let go. Four of my rottweilers and 1 white mixed breed dog barked at the raccoon and wished to help but they were leashed. I was just sitting and crying.

I was taken the a mental hospital because i had some issues. at first things were okay and i was more free. but soon enough my true self came out and i started to become really wild, crazy and depressed. in the cell next to me there was this old lady that would talk to me and she seemed like she didn't need to be there.my parents came to visit me and the visit ended up so bad that i needed to be locked up and not let out for a year. i went crazy and banged on walls and they didnt feed me or give me medicine and my cell was just a blank concrete cell. once i got out i found out that the lady next to me was my grandmother. i never gor better.

People were talking to me (I don't remember what they said, but I remember I didn't understood, like if it was nonsense or another language). I just stood there and said ''But you don't want to take a blood bath with me. No one wants too.'' Then I walked away to some house and went to the bathroom and took a bath of blood (the bath was filled with blood). I dressed up and left the house, as I was walking, there were bodies on the floor, there was a little girl's one, she had a stuffed bunny. I walked to a big oak and sit there. When I look up, there were many, many, many bodies on the grass, everything was red. I was holding the bunny of the little girl and told him ''I always have to do everything by myself.'' I took a dead guy's body near me and I started talking to him. I said ''Don't I, (guy's name, I don't remember it)?'' I talked to him for some time, saying weird stuff. Then I let him go and say ''Lucky me, dreams are never this great. Feels good.'' Then I woke up.

There was a boy and his horse they had specific names, the boy was james lutton the horse was called brodie something. It was world war one. The kid was befriended by soliders. He rode around helping run errands and stuff. The war ended and he went to the base leaving his soldier friends on the frontline. He was going with a prisioner of war (he wasnt tied up or anything, i guess the war had ended). The boy james jumped a big hole or something, missed the ledge and fell. The prisoner carried on alone. Eventually the soldiers turned up and some were crying. One did not want to know wjat happened as he did not want to accept that it was true.

Walking up to a big house feeling a little anxious then walking around the house on the second of three stories the front of the house is the only side with windows walking around the second story cloth is covering all the furniture and a feeling of eminent danger but nothing is out of the ordinary. a girl shows up at the house and i try to warn her not to enter to no avail. next i find we are both running about the second story hiding and fearing for our souls. feeling a great deal of love for each other we are huddled and crouched hiding. next i am at a window of the second story watching the girl walk away feeling like my heart has been ripped from my chest and like i have lost my will. i cannot move and weep uncontrollably.

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