Dreams

All Dreams

Search Dreams

Search Dreams by

  • Keyword
  • Username
  • People Involved
 My own dreams only
 Dreams with image only
Dream Themes
(Press CTRL to select more than one theme)


  • Explicit Dreams only
  • Non-Explicit Dreams only
  • Explicit and Non-Explicit Dreams

Date of Dream: 04/20/2009 | Posted Date: 04/20/2009

Siren

Username: kberickson

Dream Themes:

Nightmare

Description:

In the middle of the night my mom bangs on my door and busts in yelling “The sirens are going off. Get dressed and be ready!” I jump out of bed and am standing in front of my dresser rubbing my eyes thinking “this is the most realistic dream ever.” My heart was racing, I couldn’t see and I was putting more clothes on top of the clothes I already had on. It was thundering, lightening and raining like crazy, and tornado sirens were going off through the srteets. It felt like WWII. An

Date of Dream: 04/11/2009 | Posted Date: 04/11/2009

The Terminator... and more Craig

Username: justin

Dream Themes:

Water, Home, Friends, Fighting, Family, Chasing, Celebrities, Nightmare

Description:

I'm being chased by the terminator at my old house in Laguna Hills. Much of the chase occurs in/around the pool. Finally when I escape that area, I go inside, where my mom says she's going to get her gun. This sounds like a good idea, until I realize that the terminator has the technology to regenerate. I'm talking with Brian about going to Craig Ferguson again, and I'm dressed up in a cowboy-like outfit. I show it to Brian, who says he doesn't have the clothes to pull it off, and it's not wor

Date of Dream: 12/06/2008 | Posted Date: 12/06/2008

Pepperdine Meets Friends

Username: justin

Dream Themes:

School, Friends, Family

Date of Dream: 11/03/2008 | Posted Date: 11/03/2008

Angels Win!

Username: justin

Dream Themes:

Work, Home, Friends, Family, Celebrities, Car, Animals

Date of Dream: 10/01/2008 | Posted Date: 10/02/2008

Phone Complications

Username: carley

Description:

I was at school and hanging around the Porter dorms. Sean was on the other side of campus, but I couldn't call him because my phone didn't have any reception. I was also having trouble dialing the numbers because either I couldn't get my fingers to push the buttons I wanted, or I would forget the number. After a couple of static-y phone conversations, I borrowed someone's laptop and called from there. I had to hold it up to my face in a really awkward way. I asked Sean, who was with my mother a