Understand My Dreams

Dreams crying

My dream: I was at an airport coming home from idk where but I’m guessing I went solo because I was the only one who came out the gates. And I was worried cuz I didn’t have anyone to pick me up but you were there holding a sign that you were picking me up. And I was confused because how tf did you know I was home?? Anyways you said you were gonna drive me home. We took this big ass sprinter van but it was just you and me and we were coming from JFK cuz it was def New York and on the drive home the back started to shake and all my things started shaking. And I got worried cuz they were gonna come out. And you kept asking what’s in my bag or what am I hiding in the the back. So I jumped to the back and held on my suitcases before they opened. But I didn’t know what was in them and didn’t know why they were shaking or why they were trying to open themselves. You pulled over and went to the back and you grabbed my collar from the back and threw me down towards the front. You unzipped one of the bags and this bright ass yellow light came out and it was like bright as hell like the whole inside of the van was bright white yellow lights and you just stared at it. Then we hear sirens and I’m like “oh shit close it close it” and we heard a knock from outside and it was a bunch of cops waiting for me. I opened it and my parents were there questioning what I’m doing. Your mom was there WITH RAYA and your dad came out the cut running but he had just come from a tennis game cuz he had the little band around his head and sweatbands on his wrists. Then my friends came and surround our sprinter van and I was confused to why everyone was there. The cops told me that I have something very important in those bags and suitcases. And I was like “sir I just came from a trip I don’t have anything bad” and I was highkey tearing up cuz I was so stressed. And everyone was saying to just open it and just step aside. So I hopped off the van and the cop came in and started opening the bag you just opened and when he did this bright ass yellow white light came and lit up the whole van and I had to cover my eyes and you were still in the van covering your eyes from how bright it was. And the rest of the bag started to shake and I told my parents “I don’t know what’s happening I swear I didn’t bring anything from the trip” and the rest of my bags started shaking again and unzipping slowly and more of the yellow and bright lights started to show from the bags and suitcases. The cop just stared into the bag he opened and he said “son you’re good this isn’t for me” and I said “officer I swear I didn’t bring anything bad i just came from a trip” and you you wanted to see what it was but everyone else outside came in the van to see what was the light. And they all did the same thing and stared at it and just walked out. And I stayed outside atp I’m like crying. And you finally got the turn to see and you walked up to it and you looked into the bag and you turn your head slowly towards me and you reach your hand in and the rest of the bags opened up and the whole van glowed like it felt like I was 2 feet away from the sun and it just shined on my face and the bright light just swallowed the whole van and it tried covering my eyes and I screamed in my dream and then I woke up to the bright light of my laptop screen.

Had a dream where i was about to play in a volleyball game here at our home gym. The theme the students were wearing neon orange, kind of like prisoners. I remember this random freshman i was talking to was stressed out about something but i don’t remember what, i don’t even know who she is in real life. Then i remember one of my teammates mom comforting this 10th grader something about her wearing the wrong mascara, she was crying and they were hugging.

I was looking through a window in my living room and i saw this approximately 13 year old boy who was riding a bright yellow motorcycle and he flew over the gate to my yard. i had a different dog than i do today because the dog from the dream died two years ago. he didn’t bark or atack him and i got mad at the boy for going in my yard si i called my mom. she told him to get out and he took a shoe from our garder, i don’t know how the shoe got there. she didn’t do anything rude except tell him to get out and that frustrated me in the dream so i did. i grabbed him for the back of his shirt put him on his motorcycle and tossed him over the gate, i had super strength i don’t know how, and when he fell on the ground he started crying and i felt guilty. then he said to my mother “yes i agree with you. god is important, because these two (apparently my sister and i) weren’t taught at school” i don’t know how that makes sence. i felt strong regret at the end of the dream.

In my dream I saw my late grandmother and my late Dad. In the dream my dad was sitting in at the house entrance, then all of a sudden my late grandmother appeared crying and walking around the house,then my mother, my siblings and became scared and ran inside the house then my late Dad walked towards my late grandmother and was telling her to walk away but refused and continued crying bitterly, walking around the house then I walked towards my late Dad and told him to follow us to the house too but he didn't say anything to me and that's when I woke up

I was living in a house with a family. They had 3 sons. One day these boys got a toy gun for a present. Obviously as kids do , they started playing with it. One of the brothers pulled the trigger and it turned out that it wasn't a toy gun , but a real loaded gun. He shot his brother who died on the scene. Instead of throwing or selling the gun , the parents just hid it on the top of the wardrobe so the 2 sons wouldn't be able to reach it. But some time later one of the sons saw the gun sticking up from the top of the wardrobe and managed to get it down. He must've thought again that it was a toy because he started to play with it again. He pointed the trigger at himself and pulled. He too has died instantly. The parents and I were devastated because there used to be 3 boys but now there was only one. I remember then seeing the dad sitting on the couch crying and spinning the gun in his hands. I started screaming and telling him to put the gun down so that nothing bad happens. But he was too devastated to hear me. He accidentally pulled the trigger and shot the last son. The dream ended with me screaming over his dead body

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