I keep dreaming that my boyfriend is
I keep dreaming that my boyfriend is cheating on me.
I keep dreaming that my boyfriend is cheating on me.
I had a dream my girlfriend kissed someone else in front of me cheating
Seeing mangalsutra in dream means (a hindu sacred wedding neclace)
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One time in my dream I was at Challenger elementary school outside in the parking lot waiting for the children’s parents to come and pick them up. So as I was waiting, all of a sudden the ground started shaking and I looked up and saw a BIG pokemon pikachu. Everyone was running inside scared, I look down and see that this little boy has a glowing gold ball in his hands, I was confused for second, but then it all made sense the BIG pokemon pikachu was after the glowing gold ball so I grabbed the glowing gold ball and threw it at BIG pokemon pikachu. Then I woke up.
I was in a zombie apocalypse. I lived on an island. I lived in a couple different small remote houses and we would let the zombie parades go by our house. We would wait for every zombie on the island to go by our house for the day. It was like a scheduled event. My brother and his wife (who is pregnant in real life) were gorilla wranglers. One day, I drove from one end of the island to the other to see my parents. While I was staying at their house (the house I live in real life at 22 years old), a couple zombies started banging on the front door. We ran inside while my father went to dispose of them. I realized there were 2 more at the back door. My mother went out back to handle them. She stabbed the first one in the brain and proceeded to do the same with the second. Only it just dropped the second one for a minute. The second zombie appeared to be just slightly fazed by it. Watching from the inside, I saw a third zombie attack my mother from behind while she was wondering how this second zombie could still be "alive." I ran outside to help but it was too late and the third zombie was eating my mother's brains. I killed it. The second zombie was still alive so I tried stabbing it in the head but when I did, it's skull was filled water and was translucent. She just looked up at me and laughed. I felt cheated and that it was not worth caring about because it's impossible to kill this zombie.
I was in a room I have never been in before, I looked around only one time. All I remember is a chimney in front of me, coming out of the wall a shelf going around the chimney about standing height. The shelf went all the way around the room, the shelf had an arrangement of crosses and biblical symbols and books across the shelves. I was taking picture frames out of a box. All of which had either Jesus or holy scripture written all over them, and each one I tore off a piece of paper from the back of the picture frames. I got to the 5th picture and it was just Jesus praying, and my oldest sister came into the room, I couldn’t see her, and she started reading satanic scripture. Something like “oh unholy god come forth and bless thee, his tainted soul has prohibited us for long enough.” She continued speaking scripture for at least 5 minutes. I didn’t even turn around I just held the picture of Jesus praying. I looked up at what was a symbol, and it started bleeding from the wall. Just as that happened my oldest sister finished reading the scripture with “oh great one, come and bless us with your hands, reach out and grab him from our lives.” Just as she finished I felt a hand grab my head and pull me back, I woke up from my dream instantly with goosebumps starting at my head and running down my body as I watch my door close in front of me and a dark figure stand right behind my book bag hung up on the door. The figure just stood their whispering something and when I tried to get closer to listen it screamed at me “get back you unholy beast!” I jolted back seeing its face for a second. It wasn’t human at all, with long dark black crimson horns protruding from its skull. With a face that I saw in a dream when I was 11. I had this exact dream when I was 11 as well and again when I was 13. This is the third time happening and it’s been 4 years from than. Only this time it materialized so I could see it. Just as I was writing this a blank phone call came through my house phone.
I woke up at 4:44am from a super intense dream that we were under marshal law and the military was coming in to lock down the roads to keep us in place. My daughters and I were camping in my parents RV in at a ‘glamping’ waterfront resort near my house. My newish boyfriend (of 9 months) arrived just as it was starting when we didn’t know what was happening yet and secured us in the locked RV safely. I went out to get my parents rifle (which they don’t have in real life) from a safe while my boyfriend was helping the girls hide, just as a stranger manifested inside the RV and I drew the gun to shoot an empty fire arm. I woke up so panicked it felt real and looked up that other people have been having marshal law dreams
I dreamt of my deceased grandmother she was holding my alive Dog she did not say anything to me she just looked at me while carrying my dog. I was sitting in the couch I was smoking some herbs in my house, I suddenly saw the room door opening i thought it was my dog who had woken up my mom, when I was apologizing to my mom thinking my dog had woken her up. As i'm applogizing to "my mom" once I looked up it wasn't her it was my deceased grandmother staring at me while she was holding my dog. My dog has his harness and he was calm with her. My grandmother never met my do we got him three years later after she passed away. My grandmother said nothing I was able to see her so clearly.
Driving the street, my husband traveling in his car behind me. I notice a old place that I visit in other dreams. without warning my husband at all, I jumped out of my car and went into this old dark house, the people were friendly enough but I really didn't know any of them. then I looked up and a Old friend Alonso that I went to grade school showed up, we hung out then I was ready to leave. as I was saying my goodbyes, I said I hope I can find my car, then Alonzo said you park way over there instead of me leaving with Alonzo, I sat back down moments later I realize Alonzo left I went outside to see if my car was there but all I could see was people barely getting around in the dark a policeman was walking around saying something to people but I couldn't make out what was said I started walking in the policeman direction but he disappear in the night the streets was dark and muddy I passed several old people they all had on dark clothes and they were dingy and seem to have a hard time walking so I seen a parking lot I went to see if my car was there but it wasn't so I went back to that house where I really didn't know anyone they were all males but gentle and nice on my way to the house their were two small kids using a outside toilet I told them that toilet was nasty and to go home well those kids came in the same house I was going into I went in sat down peeped in one of the bedrooms and I send the head of the house give someone a blanket and I seen him look towards me and say I thought she was gone that was when I call my husband to come and get me he talked like he was confused and didn't want to come
My 3 children and i are standing alone in the dark outside in the mountains scared of what was coming. behind us was a small shack or cabin broken down and old. all around us was tall pine trees when i looked up i sky in a circle opening of the tree tops. dark sky with lots of stars. as we stood there waiting for something to happen all the sudden a huge tsunami wave came and as we braced our selves it hit us and we went underwater. it broke down peices of the cabin and i would grab a floating peice that broke off and put the boys on it so they could stay above water. and then it just went away. all the water went down and before you knew it we were standing there again scared waiting for it to happen. i felt helpless and scared. The tsunami came again and went away a few times. right before the dream ended i looked up in the sky to see 3 full moons side by side. very bright and big. the end
I pulled up to a super market and got out of my car and noticed people screaming pointing up. I looked up and saw a horse shoe shaped air craft the size of a huge city. On top of the craft were huge sky scrapers and statues. I heard explosions go off and saw people running. I hurried to get home to my children when I saw 4 men exit a small craft and they were 7ft tall no less dressed in all white garments. They were black men. They took me and explained to me what was happening and why. They said i had to go with them to survive and they showed me glimpses of their home and told me they were here to destroy the earth and a certain group in it.
It was dark. Couldn't see anything in front of me. Suddenly I was in a room I've never been in. The only light source what seemed like moonlight shining in. There was a person inside the room with me. I realized that it was myself, but a demonic version of me. Black eyes and a mischievous smile. I was suddenly on the ground with demonic me standing over me. I got almost like a drowning sensation as I looked up at him. He said something to me, but I can't remember what.
This was a reoccurring childhood dream that I had for years ending when I reached the age of 12, or so. The dream was all that I remembered after waking up in the morning and it really bothered me that I couldn’t remember what came before it. so what I woke up remembering so often was me swinging on a giant swing in an empty black space. I looked up and could see no top of the rope and when I looked down I could see no bottom, no floor. And you know that feeling you got in your stomach on swings as a kid? I felt that on every upswing. Of course time is weird in dreams and I felt this need, this uncontrollable urge to escape this endless swing by jumping off it into the dark abyss below. After building the courage to finally jump off the swing I always woke up before landing so I remember waking up frustrated by all of the unknowns regarding this very disturbing dream. I’m 66 years old today and have never forgotten this reoccurring dream from my childhood and I’m curious about an interpretation.