Understand My Dreams basa"d

Dreams my mother

Found 2,173 dreams containing my mother - Page 54


Explore a collection of the latest dreams shared by our community. Discover common themes, intriguing narratives, and unique symbolism. From vivid adventures to thought-provoking scenarios, these recent dreams offer a glimpse into the subconscious mind and may even spark insights into your own dream world. Browse the "Latest Dreams" to find inspiration, connect with others, and delve deeper into the fascinating realm of dreams.

Two trucks are parked in my driveway. They are kidnappers. They want to kidnap me. they have already kidnapped my friend. They bust open my house. I am scared and panic. I am crying. I search for my mother or sister, I want help and protection. I run up to find someone under a blanket with a flashlight reading a book. I lift up the blanket and no one is underneath. They are gone and missing. I am alone. I am scared. I am crying and the men chase me and look for me and play a scary game of hide and seek.

I am at a summer campground with a small group of girls that are my friends from school. It is daytime and we all share a cabin. We are watching the news on an old television set, and as the girls are distracted I see a long black car pull up from infront of the log cabin. I instantly know the man inside the car is trying to kidnap us, and I try warning the friends. When they see the car, they think it is smart to escape the cabin going through the front door where the car is parked. When I insist to exit from the back, they won't listen. I see the man come and grab the girls and shove them into the car. As hurriedly as I can, I run through the back and pass the other cabin where all the boys share. The car chases me as we follow down the cabins. There is huge amount of space from the girl's and boy's cabins to the parent's cabin, so as I run the long way to get to my mother at her cabin the car catches up. I finally reach the parent's house, panting, and my mom and my friend's mom are chatting at the driveway. I explain to my mother what has happened in a rush, and she ignores me at first. After multiple attempts she continues ignoring me, and finally when she answers she tells me, "Nothing is going on. It will be fine, it will be fine. Now stop bothering me and go back to your cabin." I start to panic and cry, and voices in my head keep repeating "It will be fine." I run as fast as I can back to the cabin while the car follows me. When I reach back to the cabin with the car chasing me, I enter the back door. All the girls are sitting on the green couch, watching the news. They seem confused. I look through the window at the front and the car is gone.

I am at a summer campground with a small group of girls that are my friends from school. It is daytime and we all share a cabin. We are watching the news on an old television set, and as the girls are distracted I see a long black car pull up from infront of the cabin. I instantly know the man inside the car is trying to kidnap us, and I try warning the friends. When they see the car, they think it is smart to escape the cabin going through the front door where the car is parked. When I insist to exit from the back, they won't listen. I see the man come and grab the girls and shove them into the car. As hurriedly as I can, I run through the back and pass the other cabin where all the boys share. The car chases me as we follow down the cabins. There is huge amount of space from the girl's and boy's cabins to the parent's cabin, so as I run the long way to get to my mother at her cabin the car catches up. I finally reach the parent's cabin, panting, and my mom and my friend's mom are chatting at the driveway. I explain to my mother what has happened in a rush, and she ignores me at first. After multiple attempts she continues ignoring me, and finally when she answers she tells me, "Nothing is going on. It will be fine, it will be fine. Now stop bothering me and go back to your cabin." I start to panic and cry, and voices in my head keep repeating "It will be fine." I run as fast as I can back to the cabin while the car follows me. When I reach back to the cabin with the car chasing me, I enter the back door. All the girls are sitting on the green couch, watching the news. They seem confused. I look through the window at the front and the car is gone.

I'm in the bedroom of my old house. its my first bedroom i can remember. the ceiling is slanted. the walls are painted a grey blue. there is a window in the middle of the wall across from my bed. i can see the crescent moon through the glass. it is dark outside but the moonlight lights up part of my room making the shadows of the trees outside dance across the far wall. through the thin white lace curtains the wind is blowing. i feel alone but peaceful. i can't see anyone. i have a feeling my mother is close by perhaps sleeping but i do not turn around to look. i'm standing before the window not a small child but a grown adult. it's quiet and i can see the haze around the edges of the moon.

<< Previous Page 54 Next Page >>