When I was younger I had a dream, a back and forth dialogue like in the red riding hood story. My big bad wolf was a variation of sneasel but much taller, disguised as a substitute teacher, could turn into water/fire, it had killed my teacher, it bombed my school, I tried to run away, and every time I thought I had gotten away it found me and killed me. It was a repeating dream, I had it for about a year.
this nightmare occurred around a year ago. i was alone in an infinite blackness, unable to move. everywhere i looked, there where images of the ones i loved being brutally slaughtered, and recurring memories of mistakes and events that scarred me for life over the years. i counldnt close my eyes so i had to sit and watch in agony and horror until i woke up. /o_o\
I had a dream inside a dream inside a dream; In the first dream I was dreaming that there was this spirit or demon staring at me as I slept, I woke up (in the dream) to find that it was still there so I ran into my mom's room. I know something bad happened when I did, I just don't remember what. I then woke up, for real--the scary part was that I still felt the presence of the spirit in the room.
I've never had an actual nightmare. The closest was when I saw the Grudge. I guess she was under my bed cause there was some weird ass portal down there, and she sucked me into the portal. Yup.
I feel like it was another galaxy or something. That's what it looked like to me.
A year ago, I dreamed that I was a an airport during the daytime and I looked at the window and there was this big red asteroid heading to the airport and people were freaking out.
well the memory is a bit foggy on the dream but it ended with every thing dyeing, I have alot of messed up nightmare but those nightmare can also be a dream on the depending
I was babysitting some kids I a big mansion. There was a ghost who kept killing the kids. Then they would be ghosts too. When I woke up I could still here the ghost.
*sigh*
When I was a child I use to have constant nightmares so I would usually sleep with my parents. I grew out of this trend at age 7, though. Anyways, the worst one was definitely where an ugly witch attacked me cackling while I attempted to run. My asthma eventually made me stop running. I then appeared in a black room, wearing nothing but dark rags. The witch then devoured me with two skeletons. The worst part was that it felt real and I could almost feel the pain of being eaten alive. I woke up at 2:23 and realized I had a nosebleed. Even when I woke up it seemed that the witch was still there.
Oh well. I was 5 back then, anything could scare me.
