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I kill a man that wants to

I kill a man that wants to harm me. I bury his body but am scared about it. Feels guilty about murder and that it will be discovered., dream that rain will wash up body and know that I have to get rid of body.

I dreamt that I was in an

I dreamt that I was in an abandoned building and I was with a group od friends. We began writing in a book full of hate and negativity about people. The people I was with shot and killed two people and were planning on killing a third. One guy I was with got a phone call and someone doubd out our plot. Someone shot him and I ran into the nearest school cafeteria. I was scared and guilty and turned myself into the police. They came for me and I saw one of my partners were bleeding from a gun wound. The ambulance was stitching it while the police began to interrogate me. I asked not to be revealed as the snutch.

Two of my dogs had died. one

Two of my dogs had died. one of my dogs was bleeding under her poor and it wouldn't stop bleeding, she was going to die. I tried to stop the bleeding of my dogs paw to stop her from dying but it didn't work. I was sitting at my window feeling guilty for the death of my dogs, regretting doing something. also my dad was disappointed in me but I don't know why because I didn't do it, I don't think I did it. suddenly a women comes over and she kind of looks like an older version of me but wearing designer clothes and being all pretty. I don't even know this lady I have never seen her before in my life, she starts bragging about a designer purse she has. then I just went crazy, I had turned into a psychopath and then picked up a garden fork screaming ready to stab her, weirdly she did the exacted same thing, she went to go stab me but I got her first. I wasn't me anymore

I was with this bad boy and

I was with this bad boy and I tried weed and a cop caught us but we ran and changed our appearance and the coo thought we were different people who could help him find the bad boy and I. The cop thought the people he was looking for was a black blind girl and a black boy but we were both white and had no bad health conditions. I felt guilty and nervous. Then we went into this elevator and a voice spoke to me and all I remember is looking in elevators through a device and an adult guy showing me around and something to do with club penguin.

I was in my old home my

I was in my old home my boyfriend had kidnapped my sister and had made her a vampire so me my brother his girlfriend and her brother went after my boyfriend,we went into a dark room were i heard my brothers girlfriends brother say he gonna turn on us so i shot him with a machine gun he got away we found my boyfriend so shot him i threw a grenade at him but it didn't work,my brothers girlfriends brother crawled in saying to give him the grenade he will finish it so we did that he then detonated the grenade but we had to slit his throat then people off strictly come dancing saw what we had done said we cant help ran outside took off yellow jackets and started dancing my brother left to go to work and i was left in the room with my boyfriends things and then i started feeling guilty i wanted to phone my brother as i knew people would get suspicious as they would not have heard off my boyfriend but i knew if i did the police would hear the phone call and arrest us.

I was in my old house my

I was in my old house my boyfriend had kidnapped my sister and had made her a vampire so me my brother his girlfriend and her brother went after my boyfriend,we went into a dark room were i heard my brothers girlfriends brother say he gonna turn on us so i shot him with a machine gun he got away we found my boyfriend so shot him i threw a grenade at him but it didn't work,my brothers girlfriends brother crawled in saying to give him the grenade he will finish it so we did that he then detonated the grenade but we had to slit his throat then people off strictly come dancing saw what we had done said we cant help ran outside took off yellow jackets and started dancing my brother left to go to work and i was left in the room with my boyfriends things and then i started feeling guilty i wanted to phone my brother as i knew people would get suspicious as they would not have heard off my boyfriend but i knew if i did the police would hear the phone call and arrest us.

There's a volcano and my mum and

There's a volcano and my mum and step dad and littlest half-sister and real dad are there. my mum is about to cross a bridge across the top of the volcano, over the bubbling lava and i'm half way across it with a black silhouette next to me and my step-dad is balancing on the tip of the volcano so that one movement and he could fall either way and my littlest half sister is just behind my mum and my real dad is at the base of the volcano outside and all of a sudden the bridge breaks and I'm holding on to the end of the bridge and the rope is fraying and my mum is holding onto a small piece of rope that is very strong and my littlest half sister is hovering a smidgen away from everything, but she's at the edge, near my mum and i have to let the silhouette drop, but just before it hits the lava it turns into my dad, littlest half sister, mum or step-dad and then i feel guilty and let myself drop into the lava too

I met a boy I have not

I met a boy I have not seen in a long time. We got into a fight. My hair was long and black and straight and he pulled it. He had emo hair, dyed black. All he was wearing was black, skinny jeans, a t-shirt, and converse. My clothes were the same items but had different decorations. Late we were in a car. He said something insulting and I pushed him out the window. I felt really guilty. Later on we were lying on his bedroom floor and having a deep conversation. He had seen the recent cuts that I had done on my wrists. He did because my gel bands moved too far out of place. I ended up snuggling my face into his chest. I guess we both fell asleep, because of a panicked scream from hus mother. I was not supposed to be seeing him. My parents thought he was a drug addict but he was not. Because they confronted his parents about it they got into a fight. That is why i was not supposed to see him. I was scared and he was defending me. He did used to do drugs, but he had told me that night he had gotten over his addiction for me.

My dream I know not what it

My dream I know not what it means For some reason, I leave work in the afternoon without telling anyone because I intend to be back quickly - but I keep getting delayed. I run into two young women walking. They don't see the impending tornado zooming toward them. I don't tell them or call their attention to the other people nearby who are scurrying to get away. I am somewhat relieved, as I pass them, to note that even though they are somewhat nerdy and plain looking, they have enough sense to put a jacket on. The one is sharing the navy blue jacket with the other - kind of draping it over her shoulders too. To my relief, the tornado does not hit where I am but goes to the outer banks and does lots of damage. I remember thinking that my life could have been so different if the tornado had not turned because a big tsunami could have formed and I was very close to the shore. How nice it would be to soak up the water and let myself enjoy the beach, but I know I have to get back to work I continue my walk and find myself in an empty theater foyer where the person who wrote and produced the movie is there for its first showing. No one but me is there to watch it. And I was just there by accident. I think I tell him that and he wants me to stay but I can't because I have to get back to work. But then other people start arriving to see the film and I am vastly relieved and slip out without being noticed. I continue on my way back to work and am increasingly agitated that I keep getting way laid and diverted. I try running, but it still does not feel like my body is going fast enough or that I am making much progress though my limbs are moving in a running motion. I get on an elevator and there are two men and one woman. The woman pushes the button to get us moving, but instead the floor folds up around our feet and we grab on to these dangling pieces of cloth to prevent from going down the elevator shaft. I know not to look down the shaft because then I will be really frightened I don't think it will help but lo and behold I start screaming as loud as I can and, miraculously, she and I end up outside of the elevator in a hall where there are other people. I watch the floor of the elevator go from its curled position and turn into a cradle. It is yellow in color with a brown edge. The other woman leaves to go to a bris and I leave to go back to work. Since I have been gone so long, I decide to just take the time I was gone and subtract it from my overtime so I don’t feel guilty about being gone so much longer than I thought I would be. And because it was under 4 hours, it would not qualify for sick time.

I had to do a senior project

I had to do a senior project with a popular guy in school on a controversial topic. While we thought about doing something music-related since we both are involved in music extracurriculars (i.e: the Milli Vanilli controversy), we found out about a massive murder conspiracy ring in Paris. Later, we looked at a news picture of said murder ring and found the name of my partner's best friend in the background. We learned that he was going to be framed for several gruesome murders and would be executed if found guilty (which, seeing as how the Paris Police were incredibly corrupt, was bound to happen). We ended up jetting off to Paris to complete the project and save my partner's best friend...and then I woke up.