Well guys here's a thread for those who wanna share their most horrible nightmares at sleep!
My worst nightmare is that I see myself lookin at the mirror, smiling..
Then my all my teeth fell out with blood drippin all over, Suddenly the view switched to the back of my head, seeing that Im bald, and there's a hole in my head, filled with maggots and dropping at my neck...Sheesssshhhh!!!!
I woke up very frightened, drank alot of water and offered a prayer to God. Its the worst nightmare of my life.
NOW WHAT'S YOURS!?
I also have lots of nightmares chased by weird looking dogs too..(Its like they came from Resident Evil or sumthin..)
That sounds like an awesome dream. I've dreamt of my teeth falling out as well. The weird thing was that some fell down the drain of the sink, but a few stayed in my mouth, which I started chewing and eating. They had the consistency of butter mints.
Anyway, my two worst nightmares involved bugs or spiders. In the first, I dreamt a legion of various insects were marching towards me from the bottom of my bed and I woke up sweating and curled up at the top. It wasn't really exciting, but it was scary at the time.
In the second, I dreamt that a tarantula crawled out from under my bed and onto my chest. It stayed there for a second until it crawled back under my bed on the other side, at which point, I stood up in the middle of my bed paralyzed in fear - in real life. I went from sleeping to standing in less than a second. Even when I was awake I couldn't tell for sure that it was only a dream, because it was so real and the room was still so dark that I couldn't check around. It took a while before I was able to move from my spot and turn on the lights. I have a bit of arachnophobia, but I'm generally okay with spiders as long as they aren't on me.
I really like nightmares. They are like little horror movies, but scarier to the one having them. Sometimes I wish I still had dreams.
I find nightmares generally entertaining once the initial shock wears off. Living dead dreams I like especially. The ones where my teeth fall out, not so much.
I've had a few in my life though that have haunted me, and weren't entertaining at all, perhaps because they seem to hint at something darker or deeper. There is one where I happen upon the end of an extraordinarily brutal schoolyard beating and then the victim picks himself up off the dirt and stares at me with the eye that isn't swollen shut, and I see that the eye is shattered like a smashed marble. That one bothered me.
The one that's the very worst, though:
I am sitting alone in the back seat of an old car. I think it's my mom's old Plymouth Fury III she had when I was a kid. It's utterly dark all around except for the overhead dome light, which casts a yellowish glow upon the interior. I notice the passenger side door is open, even though I'm sure it had been closed before. I reach out to pull it shut, but as soon as I get a grip on the handle, something from the dark grabs hold of me and starts to pull me out into the void.
My wife woke me up. She said I was saying, "Wake me up!" over and over.
I really like nightmares. They are like little horror movies, but scarier to the one having them.
I enjoy nightmares too, although I generally don't mention this to people in real life. I think a lot of people do actually enjoy their nightmares, but they just aren't comfortable admitting or talking about it. I have an intense fear of most types of insects (namely millipedes, spiders, centipedes, things with lots of legs) although they seldom appear in my dreams. That is the one type of nightmare I don't think I would enjoy.
I have some recurring nightmares that deal with falling off of bridges and drowning. The "bridge" in the dream is not always a bridge per se, and this is the hardest to explain. Sometimes it is a bridge, but it is in a place where it doesn't make sense, like over a small lake where one could easily walk around. Other times, the bridge does not go completely over the water, but ends in the middle or begins to decay to the point where it is uncrossable. Sometimes the "bridge" is not truly a bridge but a strange, twisted apparatus of of metal. Always, I feel a compelling need to cross the bridge, and usually end up falling into the water while trying to cross the dangerous points and drowning (despite the fact that I can actually swim in real life). Other times, I successfully cross only to find myself back at the beginning of the bridge, needing to cross it again (these are the most terrifying to me, because they represent an inescapable cycle). I have some theories about what this type of dream could mean.
There are some others, but they are too bizarre to truly explain or write down. I sometimes try to work these nightmares into my short stories and poetry, but they usually end up much, much different than the actual dream.
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I don't enjoy nightmares, nor dreams, they both freak me out.
A nightmare I had recently, It was a nice sunny day, me and my friends where driving down some road and then a car hit us head on, it seemed like it took forever in my nightmare, its like the whole car exploded and I was still alive, it was like I could actually hear screams and everything. When I woke up I just layed there for a second and fell back asleep.. It was quite horrifying.
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Ok, here's my worst nightmare... It's really splatter, but it's really particular..
It's me walking in a white mansion that seems to be an hospital, but I know that is a house of someone.. Walking along these white rooms I listen a female voice screaming from outside. I walk to a window to see what's happening but suddenly i find myself in a bathroom. I look in the mirror and I see a naked woman. (I know that was the woman that screamed) I can't see myself, but I know that i'm behind the mirror. Suddenly A man with a large knife comes from behind the girl, and cuts her throat, while other knifes blades come out beneath her skin, ala Nightmare 1. She's screaming out loud, while there's no blood, everything is white and pale, and the sun shines on the blades.... then, i turn myself to avoid to see the carnage, but I found myself reflected in a mirror. I know that there's the girl behind that mirror, and the killer is behind me, with his shiny knife. I know that I have to escape, but I can't move. While the killer is going to cut my throat with his kinife, i see reflected on the mirror his face... and he's Me.
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I think that I looked back about three times while I was writing this.
Wow, that is really creepy...
I've had a dream sort of like this, except there was no mirrors involved. It was just about a killer in this house, and everyone was running away and looking for this killer, and it turns out that I was the killer. This dream had me think a lot. I don't call it a nightmare since there was no death or blood in this dream, it was like I was trying to find myself, since I was even looking for the killer, even though there was no death, I know that it was a killer we were looking for. It was quite an odd dream.
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My dreams are usually tame, but I do call certain dreams nightmares, though most are just deeply sorrowful rather than terrifying - learning of a loved one's death and that sort of thing. I tend to cheat my way out of the few terrifying dreams I have because I become aware of the fact that it's just a dream and either take control of everything going on or wake myself up through a strange mental process that's most likely a representation of opening my eyes.
The first time I came across that odd control was in a dream that seems inspired by Freddy Krueger. I'm in this large house with a girl about my age and we're being chased by some sort of killer. We leave the house and are running across the tennis courts outside toward the gate and what we know is safety, but when I try to jump the last net my foot gets caught and I fall. The killer picks me up and is holding me with one arm, about to kill me when I smile. He asks what I've got to smile about, I say, "This!" and end it. I've described the process of ending it in the past as "reaching back with a thought or a mental arm and pulling aside the curtains that make up reality," but that doesn't quite capture the strangeness of doing it.
The oldest nightmare I remember was when I was four or five years old, there were three vicious rottweilers chasing me through the house. I woke up from it just as they were going to catch me, and being very young, I went to my parents, who brought me into bed with them. After I fell asleep there, I had a continuation where the dogs were trying to jump up on the bed, but it was too high - not too great a comfort, as I've always been frightened of heights as well as dogs. That was a rough night.
Aside from those, I vaguely remember a few other dreams involving dogs chasing me, and remember with startling clarity a whole series of dreams that was going on a few years ago. Between 14 and 16, more than half of my dreams ended with my death. Several times it was a friend with an axe, other times it was crashing or sinking a car that I didn't know how to drive. In one dream that's stuck with me, the rest of my family was killed, then their ghosts came and told me they died and wanted me to join them, so we all got in the car, my dead father's ghost drove me and the ghosts of my family up a steep hill then turned it off so we'd roll backwards and crash at a high speed. I still wonder why I killed myself off in so many dreams...
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My anecdotal evidence disagrees with yours! EXPLAIN THAT!
I have some recurring nightmares that deal with falling off of bridges and drowning.
Speaking of recurring nightmares, As I have said, weird dogs chasing me like forever and I was in fear all over.
Here are some recurring nightmares I have:
1. Falling from a large cliff that almost never ends
2. If Im punching someone, its like I cant have my full force or my hand is numb before I punch( I can still feel the "numbness" when I think about it until now)
3. If im stabbed or hurt, Im really feeling it like its very real.
4. teeth falling out (But the nightmare at the first post of mine is the worst of them all, its like full of blood and maggoty gore..)
The worst nightmares for me are when I try to fight back against something or someone and have no effect. Like if I have a gun, it doesn't fire, if I try to punch I miss, or many other things. Yeah, those are the worst ones.
I once dreamed my little brother had died and no one would let me see the body. I never saw him dead in the dream and that is a real blessing. He was really young, just 3 years old, and prone to illness back then. *shudder* My brother is...my brother and I don't want to think of a work without him or dream about it for that matter.
The worst nightmares for me are when I try to fight back against something or someone and have no effect. Like if I have a gun, it doesn't fire, if I try to punch I miss, or many other things. Yeah, those are the worst ones.
That's the one Im talkin about in my previous post. Its like your numb and whatever skills youve got have no effect..:o
I've had a few recurring nightmares. One is very old, and I haven't had it since I was like 5. It was some kind of demon that would pick me up off my bed, fly around in a circle in front of my dresser a few times, then take ne through the hall and drop me down the stairs. It lasted a whole 2 minutes, it seems...but it also seemed to last forever.
Another one I often have is when a random T-rex just comes busting out of ****ing nowhere, and I have to run from it.
I used to hate that movie 'Mars Attacks!'. That gave some horrible nightmares many, many years ago.
I often have some zombie dreams, but they appear in the weird perspective of me playing a first person shooter. For some reason, they can't ever touch me. :/
The one dreams I realy hate are the ones where I can't read anything. Those ones are a total *****.
Thing is, I usually enjoy nightmares nowadays. I'll wake up, and go "AHH that was scary.....I wanna go back!"
Not that this relates to nightmares, but I've yet to experience any cool dreams where I have some kick-ass super power. I had a dream where I could shoot fireballs once or twice, but i haven't had a dream where I can fly, jump up onto a skyscraper, or thrash through walls.
EDITTTT: I forgot about a the ones where my dad is chasing me trying to ****ing kill me. My dad is not even violent in reality, which is why the dreams are hell. He'll usually have an automatic machine gun, a chainsaw, or just his hands. We just keep running....no stopping. I hate those.
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It's interesting how many have similar types of nightmares. Bridge nightmares where the bridge is incomplete or falls apart unexpectedly; dreams where there's a killer and it turns out to be me (I had a particularly disturbing one of these once, where I had killed someone and spent the dream trying to cover it up and frame someone else for it but in the end confessing); dreams where someone you know has died.
I haven't seen anyone mention tornadoes though. I have a tornado theme in my nightmares, which sometimes are just scary and other times are quite weird (like when I realize I can create them by making twirling motions with my finger). Anyone else have tornado or bad weather nightmares?
2. If Im punching someone, its like I cant have my full force or my hand is numb before I punch( I can still feel the "numbness" when I think about it until now)
The worst nightmares for me are when I try to fight back against something or someone and have no effect.
There's actually a real-life reason for these. It's the same reason you might sometimes have dreams where you are in danger or angry but you can't shout or even talk. It's because you are trying to actually move your body (perhaps because a particularly vivid dream has activated your "fight or flight" response) but when you are in the dreaming stages of sleep your body is essentially paralyzed, as state called REM atonia. You may have woken up during one of these dreams to find yourself immobilized in bed; this lingering effect is called sleep paralysis.
Anyway, I don't mean to drift the topic. I just thought that was something interesting worth sharing.
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This somehow reminds me of the dreams my grandfather had, shortly before he died. He lividly dreamed being led by a 'shiny person' through the village where he lived his entire life, visiting all locations that had played a role in his life.
I dream often and intensely - and I greatly enjoy doing so. There is the occasional slightly scary dream, but nothing I could really call a nightmare. Most confusing is when I dream to wake up, then realize I'm sleeping, wake up, realize I'm still sleeping, force myself to wake up only to discover I'm still sleeping ...
But when the dream tries to slide into a nightmare, I often manage to get control and force the dream into another direction by speaking a key sentence (simple stuff like 'I'm incorruptible'), which then remain in my memory for a long time and give me courage even when I'm awake.
My most vivid recurring nightmare is one where my family and I are on the way to the Jersey Shore and we stop in a supermarket to pick up some snacks. But while we are there a siren begins to sound and they direct everyone into the storeroom in the back, and then into the basement. We head into the basement and my family hides in a corner and through the cracks in the cieling I see a bright light and feel a gust of wind. Then we emerge from the basement and realize that there were only 20 or so people in the basement counting my family and I and we emerge into rubble. We look around and it is your standard nuclear apocalypse scene with skeletons and charred ashes everywhere. Then my family and I starts to walk down the road for the shore and it ends. The strangest part is that the whole dream is narrated by Billy Dee Williams.
Probably the worst and one of the only recurring nightmares that I can remember is one where I am in an old, abandoned house that has a floor plan exactly the same as mine, except the doors and walls are all 'olden, rustic style' (as in a stereotyped haunted house). It's night time and there are no lights, only the blue moonlight. I'm looking through the house for something that seems to be different every time, a creature of some sort, such as a vampire or a ghostly figure. I corner the monster in one room and it escapes out the window and flies away. It may not seem scary on paper but it definitely is when it's inside your head.
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There's actually a real-life reason for these. It's the same reason you might sometimes have dreams where you are in danger or angry but you can't shout or even talk. It's because you are trying to actually move your body (perhaps because a particularly vivid dream has activated your "fight or flight" response) but when you are in the dreaming stages of sleep your body is essentially paralyzed, as state called REM atonia. You may have woken up during one of these dreams to find yourself immobilized in bed; this lingering effect is called sleep paralysis.
Anyway, I don't mean to drift the topic. I just thought that was something interesting worth sharing.
So your saying that I might be effected by Sleep paralysis? With a chance of hypnagogic hallucinations? Man, it sounds like you guys with regular nightmares are missing out on alot fun then.
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I absolutely love dreaming. I see it as an insightful sort of thing. I can learn somethings about myself, my life situations, etc, etc. But when I was younger, bed time was the worse time of the day. At the time, I didn't know what was wrong with me but as I got older I ignorantly refered to it as night terrors. However, now that I know what that is, my condition wasn't the same.
Pretty much, I have a hard time going to sleep. It can take up to an hour (sometimes more) even if I'm tired. When I was younger I would always stay up, unable to sleep and I would see things which my High School psych teacher referred to... ummm... mind flashes?... i'm not sure. But at the time I would just see things... it really ranged. I've seen faces, men walking around my room, animals, angels, etc, etc. I was always petrified at night and when I went to sleep, my images would continue to haunt me.
So I've had a lot of bad nightmares in my past but I'll discuss one in perticular. First thing, when i was younger my great grandmother was in a nursing home. I hated it more than anything. You had to take an elevator to get up to the nursing home which explains why, untill recently, I use to be uncomfortable in elevators. But along with this came something that was a reoccuring theme in several of my nightmares: old women. It seems silly but old women were always a reoccuring theme in my nightmares when I was younger. Most of this, I believe, came from times in the Nursing Home. Most notably, the time I walked to the bathroom and as I was walking in the hallway (keep in mind, I was probably 6 years old at the time) an old woman came up to me very angry. She mumbled somethings at you with her hands in fists. She than proceeded to jab me which developed into a couple good hits. Quickly after, some gaurd ran at her and him and another guy dragged her down the hall and through these double doors at the end... not only is that kind of thing traumatizing for a 6 year old she also had a pretty good punch.
On to my nightmare.... I was in the 6th grade when I dreamt this.
To sum up the whole idea of it... I was kidnapped by 2 old witches and was being held in their mansion. It was a rather dark and gloomy atmosphere with a lot of dust, spiders, and cobwebs. There was a language which the wiches spoke that I heard randomly as i wondered through the house. The language sounded like a lot of static. For example, lets say you were listening to a commercial on the radio but there was interference and a lot of static. The static is key.
I escaped. But on my return home I discovered that the witches had kidnapped my sisters. So I, being my heroic self (psh), decided to save them. And some how i managed to sneak in and get my sisters without them knowing. I don't remember that part. However, somehow the witches had installed some kind of tracking device in me. So they knew where i was at all times. But thats when my grandmother stepped in. Supposedly, she had some kind of protection from the device in the walls of her house. Therefore, I would be unviewable as long as i stayed in her house. So I hung out there for a while. A little while later the phone rings. Mommom tells me to answer it so I pick it up and say "hello" and the voice on the other line replied in the static language of the witches. So I froze up and paniced followed by a disguise of my voice and saying "Ummm I'm sorry you have the wrong number" and hanging up.
My parents woke me up. I was making some noises and woke them up so they were checking up on me. They settled me down a little and made sure I was ok. About 5 minutes after they came in, they left and shut the light off. I layed there awake thinking about my nightmare and I heard my parents begin snoring across the hall. They were asleep again. So I attempted to go to sleep but I couldn't. I began feeling really scared for some reason. All of a sudden I heard a noise. I didn't know what it was but it was coming from somewhere in my house. It became louder as if it was approaching me. The noise became louder and clearer and it was the same noise that the witches spoke in. I was completely awake and the witches were talking to me!? It got louder still as if they were outside my door and the noise rang through my head as if they were screaming into my ear.
I lost it! I started screaming and kicking, etc. My mom rushed in and turned on the light after about 30 seconds. The shock gave me a panic attack and I could not stop shaking.
My parents were concerned so they made me sleep in their room. I couldn't go to sleep. I was wide awake and shake unstopable. My shaking lasted for about 5 hours. Throughout the night I proceeded to see things like a civil war style male, a shiloute of a dinosaur walking outside my house (even felt the ground shaking as it walked), etc, etc.
Turned out, as many as you guys may think the noise I heard when I woke up was actually an alarm clock that was setfor the odd time of 3:16am. My sister hadn't been home for 2 days so my mom was clueless on who could have set the alarm.
So yeah... I prolly have a couple more I could dig out of my memory if you guys were entertained. Nights like these kind of a reoccuring thing in my childhood. This of course was the most serious one of them all. After that night, I also had a phoebia of answering the phone which lasted for quite sometime and still to this day i absolutely hate talking to people on the phone.
There's actually a real-life reason for these. It's the same reason you might sometimes have dreams where you are in danger or angry but you can't shout or even talk. It's because you are trying to actually move your body (perhaps because a particularly vivid dream has activated your "fight or flight" response) but when you are in the dreaming stages of sleep your body is essentially paralyzed, as state called REM atonia. You may have woken up during one of these dreams to find yourself immobilized in bed; this lingering effect is called sleep paralysis.
Actually I didnt know this, and what youve shared is substantial concerning nightmares. Now I know why my moves arent so effective in "dream combat".
It's funny to hear that so many of you guys also had the teeth falling phenomenon, I heard it kicks in when the dreamer is'nt confdent in their physical appearance which I find quite believable, sadly. But I'm guessing that you guys are about my age (19) so I guess it's pretty natural for us to have these kinds of dreams.
Your right on the money. Decaying teeth is a sign of some kind of problem with one's physical attributes.
I've only had one tooth decaying dream that I can remember and it was very scary in the dream but when I woke up it was more like "hmm... that was weird...". I had that dream sometime this summer or in the spring.
I had a really strange nightmare the other night. I thought it would be a good idea to saw off my leg midway through the calf, so I did. It didn't hurt or bleed, but then I realized, "oh SHOOT, I just sawed off my leg!"
I was wrapping the stump in plastic wrap so it wouldn't get infected when my mom walked into the room and I didn't want her to know how incredibly stupid I had been so I hid the sawed-off bit behind me while she was talking to me. Then I was looking at the stump, and it was red with a white circle in the middle which I guess was my bone. The oddest part of the dream was that it just seemed at the time like a sensible idea. "hmm, I guess I should saw off my leg." I have this really strange fear ever since then that my leg is going to fall off or I'm going to do that in real life or something.
[edit] not that it matters at all but it was the left leg
Mmmm, I suppose if you're hungry, you could always eat the left leg without worries....Had similar dreams too, though I doubt it means anything important...:muh:
I had a really strange nightmare the other night. I thought it would be a good idea to saw off my leg midway through the calf, so I did. It didn't hurt or bleed, but then I realized, "oh SHOOT, I just sawed off my leg!"
I was wrapping the stump in plastic wrap so it wouldn't get infected when my mom walked into the room and I didn't want her to know how incredibly stupid I had been so I hid the sawed-off bit behind me while she was talking to me. Then I was looking at the stump, and it was red with a white circle in the middle which I guess was my bone. The oddest part of the dream was that it just seemed at the time like a sensible idea. "hmm, I guess I should saw off my leg." I have this really strange fear ever since then that my leg is going to fall off or I'm going to do that in real life or something.
[edit] not that it matters at all but it was the left leg
I actually had a very similar dream to this last night, though not with amputation. The themes are very similar, though. I was eating a pile of broken glass, although I do not know why. It just seemed sensible. Then I suddenly came to my senses (still in the dream), and realized that I had just eaten a bunch of broken glass, and that I would die from internal bleeding. So I rushed into the bathroom and hurled it all up in the toilet. That was really freaky, as I threw up this mass of blood, torn internal tissue, and broken glass. Strange dream.
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I don't really have that many dreams these days. I'd like to say I still did, but I just... don't. It's actually sorta sad, since I miss my dreams.
I used to have a whole lot of dreams, and a bunch of recurring nightmares, but now, I've got nothing.
The only nightmare I can remember is one where my girlfriend and I are... well, you know, and as that's happening, she catches on fire, and the fire spreads to me, since I can't pull away for some reason. So there we are, burning to death but not actually dying, all while doing the deed. It's freaky.
There's actually a real-life reason for these. It's the same reason you might sometimes have dreams where you are in danger or angry but you can't shout or even talk. It's because you are trying to actually move your body (perhaps because a particularly vivid dream has activated your "fight or flight" response) but when you are in the dreaming stages of sleep your body is essentially paralyzed, as state called REM atonia. You may have woken up during one of these dreams to find yourself immobilized in bed; this lingering effect is called sleep paralysis.
Anyway, I don't mean to drift the topic. I just thought that was something interesting worth sharing.
I had that once, and while most people think that it's a dream, i didn't as our pet cat scratched me, i also think that was what woke me up into that state, dunnay, but hell it was scary.. I mean, If you know you're awake and can't move yourself, it is scary..
I kinda went to see doctor to find out what it was about as fast as i could.. Then he explained to me and my mother that stuff and that it's not dangerous and happens to almost everyone once or twice blahblahblah..
I think i was 12 back then...
On the topic though, i dont usually have any nightmares, i have died in some of my dreams but those haven't been very scary otherwise, i also usually wake up when i die in one of my dreams.. Usually my death is also swift, and comes out of nowhere, it's not like i'd know i'd die in that dream.
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My worst nightmare is that I see myself lookin at the mirror, smiling..
Then my all my teeth fell out with blood drippin all over, Suddenly the view switched to the back of my head, seeing that Im bald, and there's a hole in my head, filled with maggots and dropping at my neck...Sheesssshhhh!!!!
I woke up very frightened, drank alot of water and offered a prayer to God. Its the worst nightmare of my life.
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I also have lots of nightmares chased by weird looking dogs too..(Its like they came from Resident Evil or sumthin..)
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Anyway, my two worst nightmares involved bugs or spiders. In the first, I dreamt a legion of various insects were marching towards me from the bottom of my bed and I woke up sweating and curled up at the top. It wasn't really exciting, but it was scary at the time.
In the second, I dreamt that a tarantula crawled out from under my bed and onto my chest. It stayed there for a second until it crawled back under my bed on the other side, at which point, I stood up in the middle of my bed paralyzed in fear - in real life. I went from sleeping to standing in less than a second. Even when I was awake I couldn't tell for sure that it was only a dream, because it was so real and the room was still so dark that I couldn't check around. It took a while before I was able to move from my spot and turn on the lights. I have a bit of arachnophobia, but I'm generally okay with spiders as long as they aren't on me.
I really like nightmares. They are like little horror movies, but scarier to the one having them. Sometimes I wish I still had dreams.
I've had a few in my life though that have haunted me, and weren't entertaining at all, perhaps because they seem to hint at something darker or deeper. There is one where I happen upon the end of an extraordinarily brutal schoolyard beating and then the victim picks himself up off the dirt and stares at me with the eye that isn't swollen shut, and I see that the eye is shattered like a smashed marble. That one bothered me.
The one that's the very worst, though:
I am sitting alone in the back seat of an old car. I think it's my mom's old Plymouth Fury III she had when I was a kid. It's utterly dark all around except for the overhead dome light, which casts a yellowish glow upon the interior. I notice the passenger side door is open, even though I'm sure it had been closed before. I reach out to pull it shut, but as soon as I get a grip on the handle, something from the dark grabs hold of me and starts to pull me out into the void.
My wife woke me up. She said I was saying, "Wake me up!" over and over.
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I enjoy nightmares too, although I generally don't mention this to people in real life. I think a lot of people do actually enjoy their nightmares, but they just aren't comfortable admitting or talking about it. I have an intense fear of most types of insects (namely millipedes, spiders, centipedes, things with lots of legs) although they seldom appear in my dreams. That is the one type of nightmare I don't think I would enjoy.
I have some recurring nightmares that deal with falling off of bridges and drowning. The "bridge" in the dream is not always a bridge per se, and this is the hardest to explain. Sometimes it is a bridge, but it is in a place where it doesn't make sense, like over a small lake where one could easily walk around. Other times, the bridge does not go completely over the water, but ends in the middle or begins to decay to the point where it is uncrossable. Sometimes the "bridge" is not truly a bridge but a strange, twisted apparatus of of metal. Always, I feel a compelling need to cross the bridge, and usually end up falling into the water while trying to cross the dangerous points and drowning (despite the fact that I can actually swim in real life). Other times, I successfully cross only to find myself back at the beginning of the bridge, needing to cross it again (these are the most terrifying to me, because they represent an inescapable cycle). I have some theories about what this type of dream could mean.
There are some others, but they are too bizarre to truly explain or write down. I sometimes try to work these nightmares into my short stories and poetry, but they usually end up much, much different than the actual dream.
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A nightmare I had recently, It was a nice sunny day, me and my friends where driving down some road and then a car hit us head on, it seemed like it took forever in my nightmare, its like the whole car exploded and I was still alive, it was like I could actually hear screams and everything. When I woke up I just layed there for a second and fell back asleep.. It was quite horrifying.
Wow, that is really creepy...
I've had a dream sort of like this, except there was no mirrors involved. It was just about a killer in this house, and everyone was running away and looking for this killer, and it turns out that I was the killer. This dream had me think a lot. I don't call it a nightmare since there was no death or blood in this dream, it was like I was trying to find myself, since I was even looking for the killer, even though there was no death, I know that it was a killer we were looking for. It was quite an odd dream.
The first time I came across that odd control was in a dream that seems inspired by Freddy Krueger. I'm in this large house with a girl about my age and we're being chased by some sort of killer. We leave the house and are running across the tennis courts outside toward the gate and what we know is safety, but when I try to jump the last net my foot gets caught and I fall. The killer picks me up and is holding me with one arm, about to kill me when I smile. He asks what I've got to smile about, I say, "This!" and end it. I've described the process of ending it in the past as "reaching back with a thought or a mental arm and pulling aside the curtains that make up reality," but that doesn't quite capture the strangeness of doing it.
The oldest nightmare I remember was when I was four or five years old, there were three vicious rottweilers chasing me through the house. I woke up from it just as they were going to catch me, and being very young, I went to my parents, who brought me into bed with them. After I fell asleep there, I had a continuation where the dogs were trying to jump up on the bed, but it was too high - not too great a comfort, as I've always been frightened of heights as well as dogs. That was a rough night.
Aside from those, I vaguely remember a few other dreams involving dogs chasing me, and remember with startling clarity a whole series of dreams that was going on a few years ago. Between 14 and 16, more than half of my dreams ended with my death. Several times it was a friend with an axe, other times it was crashing or sinking a car that I didn't know how to drive. In one dream that's stuck with me, the rest of my family was killed, then their ghosts came and told me they died and wanted me to join them, so we all got in the car, my dead father's ghost drove me and the ghosts of my family up a steep hill then turned it off so we'd roll backwards and crash at a high speed. I still wonder why I killed myself off in so many dreams...
Speaking of recurring nightmares, As I have said, weird dogs chasing me like forever and I was in fear all over.
Here are some recurring nightmares I have:
1. Falling from a large cliff that almost never ends
2. If Im punching someone, its like I cant have my full force or my hand is numb before I punch( I can still feel the "numbness" when I think about it until now)
3. If im stabbed or hurt, Im really feeling it like its very real.
4. teeth falling out (But the nightmare at the first post of mine is the worst of them all, its like full of blood and maggoty gore..)
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That's the one Im talkin about in my previous post. Its like your numb and whatever skills youve got have no effect..:o
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Another one I often have is when a random T-rex just comes busting out of ****ing nowhere, and I have to run from it.
I used to hate that movie 'Mars Attacks!'. That gave some horrible nightmares many, many years ago.
I often have some zombie dreams, but they appear in the weird perspective of me playing a first person shooter. For some reason, they can't ever touch me. :/
The one dreams I realy hate are the ones where I can't read anything. Those ones are a total *****.
Thing is, I usually enjoy nightmares nowadays. I'll wake up, and go "AHH that was scary.....I wanna go back!"
Not that this relates to nightmares, but I've yet to experience any cool dreams where I have some kick-ass super power. I had a dream where I could shoot fireballs once or twice, but i haven't had a dream where I can fly, jump up onto a skyscraper, or thrash through walls.
EDITTTT: I forgot about a the ones where my dad is chasing me trying to ****ing kill me. My dad is not even violent in reality, which is why the dreams are hell. He'll usually have an automatic machine gun, a chainsaw, or just his hands. We just keep running....no stopping. I hate those.
I haven't seen anyone mention tornadoes though. I have a tornado theme in my nightmares, which sometimes are just scary and other times are quite weird (like when I realize I can create them by making twirling motions with my finger). Anyone else have tornado or bad weather nightmares?
There's actually a real-life reason for these. It's the same reason you might sometimes have dreams where you are in danger or angry but you can't shout or even talk. It's because you are trying to actually move your body (perhaps because a particularly vivid dream has activated your "fight or flight" response) but when you are in the dreaming stages of sleep your body is essentially paralyzed, as state called REM atonia. You may have woken up during one of these dreams to find yourself immobilized in bed; this lingering effect is called sleep paralysis.
Anyway, I don't mean to drift the topic. I just thought that was something interesting worth sharing.
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I dream often and intensely - and I greatly enjoy doing so. There is the occasional slightly scary dream, but nothing I could really call a nightmare. Most confusing is when I dream to wake up, then realize I'm sleeping, wake up, realize I'm still sleeping, force myself to wake up only to discover I'm still sleeping ...
But when the dream tries to slide into a nightmare, I often manage to get control and force the dream into another direction by speaking a key sentence (simple stuff like 'I'm incorruptible'), which then remain in my memory for a long time and give me courage even when I'm awake.
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So your saying that I might be effected by Sleep paralysis? With a chance of hypnagogic hallucinations? Man, it sounds like you guys with regular nightmares are missing out on alot fun then.
I absolutely love dreaming. I see it as an insightful sort of thing. I can learn somethings about myself, my life situations, etc, etc. But when I was younger, bed time was the worse time of the day. At the time, I didn't know what was wrong with me but as I got older I ignorantly refered to it as night terrors. However, now that I know what that is, my condition wasn't the same.
Pretty much, I have a hard time going to sleep. It can take up to an hour (sometimes more) even if I'm tired. When I was younger I would always stay up, unable to sleep and I would see things which my High School psych teacher referred to... ummm... mind flashes?... i'm not sure. But at the time I would just see things... it really ranged. I've seen faces, men walking around my room, animals, angels, etc, etc. I was always petrified at night and when I went to sleep, my images would continue to haunt me.
So I've had a lot of bad nightmares in my past but I'll discuss one in perticular. First thing, when i was younger my great grandmother was in a nursing home. I hated it more than anything. You had to take an elevator to get up to the nursing home which explains why, untill recently, I use to be uncomfortable in elevators. But along with this came something that was a reoccuring theme in several of my nightmares: old women. It seems silly but old women were always a reoccuring theme in my nightmares when I was younger. Most of this, I believe, came from times in the Nursing Home. Most notably, the time I walked to the bathroom and as I was walking in the hallway (keep in mind, I was probably 6 years old at the time) an old woman came up to me very angry. She mumbled somethings at you with her hands in fists. She than proceeded to jab me which developed into a couple good hits. Quickly after, some gaurd ran at her and him and another guy dragged her down the hall and through these double doors at the end... not only is that kind of thing traumatizing for a 6 year old she also had a pretty good punch.
On to my nightmare.... I was in the 6th grade when I dreamt this.
To sum up the whole idea of it... I was kidnapped by 2 old witches and was being held in their mansion. It was a rather dark and gloomy atmosphere with a lot of dust, spiders, and cobwebs. There was a language which the wiches spoke that I heard randomly as i wondered through the house. The language sounded like a lot of static. For example, lets say you were listening to a commercial on the radio but there was interference and a lot of static. The static is key.
I escaped. But on my return home I discovered that the witches had kidnapped my sisters. So I, being my heroic self (psh), decided to save them. And some how i managed to sneak in and get my sisters without them knowing. I don't remember that part. However, somehow the witches had installed some kind of tracking device in me. So they knew where i was at all times. But thats when my grandmother stepped in. Supposedly, she had some kind of protection from the device in the walls of her house. Therefore, I would be unviewable as long as i stayed in her house. So I hung out there for a while. A little while later the phone rings. Mommom tells me to answer it so I pick it up and say "hello" and the voice on the other line replied in the static language of the witches. So I froze up and paniced followed by a disguise of my voice and saying "Ummm I'm sorry you have the wrong number" and hanging up.
My parents woke me up. I was making some noises and woke them up so they were checking up on me. They settled me down a little and made sure I was ok. About 5 minutes after they came in, they left and shut the light off. I layed there awake thinking about my nightmare and I heard my parents begin snoring across the hall. They were asleep again. So I attempted to go to sleep but I couldn't. I began feeling really scared for some reason. All of a sudden I heard a noise. I didn't know what it was but it was coming from somewhere in my house. It became louder as if it was approaching me. The noise became louder and clearer and it was the same noise that the witches spoke in. I was completely awake and the witches were talking to me!? It got louder still as if they were outside my door and the noise rang through my head as if they were screaming into my ear.
I lost it! I started screaming and kicking, etc. My mom rushed in and turned on the light after about 30 seconds. The shock gave me a panic attack and I could not stop shaking.
My parents were concerned so they made me sleep in their room. I couldn't go to sleep. I was wide awake and shake unstopable. My shaking lasted for about 5 hours. Throughout the night I proceeded to see things like a civil war style male, a shiloute of a dinosaur walking outside my house (even felt the ground shaking as it walked), etc, etc.
Turned out, as many as you guys may think the noise I heard when I woke up was actually an alarm clock that was setfor the odd time of 3:16am. My sister hadn't been home for 2 days so my mom was clueless on who could have set the alarm.
So yeah... I prolly have a couple more I could dig out of my memory if you guys were entertained. Nights like these kind of a reoccuring thing in my childhood. This of course was the most serious one of them all. After that night, I also had a phoebia of answering the phone which lasted for quite sometime and still to this day i absolutely hate talking to people on the phone.
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Actually I didnt know this, and what youve shared is substantial concerning nightmares. Now I know why my moves arent so effective in "dream combat".
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I've only had one tooth decaying dream that I can remember and it was very scary in the dream but when I woke up it was more like "hmm... that was weird...". I had that dream sometime this summer or in the spring.
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I was wrapping the stump in plastic wrap so it wouldn't get infected when my mom walked into the room and I didn't want her to know how incredibly stupid I had been so I hid the sawed-off bit behind me while she was talking to me. Then I was looking at the stump, and it was red with a white circle in the middle which I guess was my bone. The oddest part of the dream was that it just seemed at the time like a sensible idea. "hmm, I guess I should saw off my leg." I have this really strange fear ever since then that my leg is going to fall off or I'm going to do that in real life or something.
[edit] not that it matters at all but it was the left leg
I actually had a very similar dream to this last night, though not with amputation. The themes are very similar, though. I was eating a pile of broken glass, although I do not know why. It just seemed sensible. Then I suddenly came to my senses (still in the dream), and realized that I had just eaten a bunch of broken glass, and that I would die from internal bleeding. So I rushed into the bathroom and hurled it all up in the toilet. That was really freaky, as I threw up this mass of blood, torn internal tissue, and broken glass. Strange dream.
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I used to have a whole lot of dreams, and a bunch of recurring nightmares, but now, I've got nothing.
The only nightmare I can remember is one where my girlfriend and I are... well, you know, and as that's happening, she catches on fire, and the fire spreads to me, since I can't pull away for some reason. So there we are, burning to death but not actually dying, all while doing the deed. It's freaky.
*shudders*
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I had that once, and while most people think that it's a dream, i didn't as our pet cat scratched me, i also think that was what woke me up into that state, dunnay, but hell it was scary.. I mean, If you know you're awake and can't move yourself, it is scary..
I kinda went to see doctor to find out what it was about as fast as i could.. Then he explained to me and my mother that stuff and that it's not dangerous and happens to almost everyone once or twice blahblahblah..
I think i was 12 back then...
On the topic though, i dont usually have any nightmares, i have died in some of my dreams but those haven't been very scary otherwise, i also usually wake up when i die in one of my dreams.. Usually my death is also swift, and comes out of nowhere, it's not like i'd know i'd die in that dream.
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