Ever been shot?

I’ve been shot in afew dreams, I’ve also shot other people in afew dreams, including my own brother, but he shot me first.

I’ve been shot. Ben Affleck shot me. See, for some reason I was competing with Affleck (who I HATE). We were shooting at each other. I was taking careful aim and plugging him in the head and he wouldn’t go down. And he hit me a bunch of times in the face and shoulders but I wouldn’t go down. It didn’t hurt much. It just sort of tingles. Then I realized it was a dream, but I was still scared for some reason. I knew that I had the power to do anything, but he was in a helicoptor shooting at me, so I couldn’t focus. I ran behind a book case, then I thought, “ocean” and I ran outside, and there was the ocean. I leapt into it, thought a few dolphins would be handy so they appeared. I grabbed onto one and zoomed off under water (I could breathe fine). Affleck followed. Then we decided to settle it by racing plastic penguins down a little track. I pushed mine along with a stick and won by cheating. One of the most bizarre LD’s I’ve ever had…

I’ve been shot at in a few dreams. The only dream where i know i’ve been hit was an LD where i said “you can’t hurt me since this is a dream” and the bullets just went trough me .

I like all of you,Have been shot in a dream.
I was walking down my street,When I see a guy in a blue convertable driving on the wrong side of the road.
I stop walking to let him drive by,And he did.
I took 3 bullets,2 to the torso and 1 in the gut.
It felt odd as hell but did not hurt like i would have thought.
I have also have had many dreams the I have kicked the bucket.
They seem to happen every month,But I like them.

I’ve never been shot, but I have shot someone. I was in an unknown house with an unknown person and I put my pistol up to his head and pulled the trigger. I had to figure out where to bury him but after a few minutes I was too overcome with grief and remorse and broke down crying. I woke up really freaked out!

Whenever I’m about to get shot in a dream, I always try to run but can’t! It really sucks - It’s like I’m in slow motion but nothing else is. So I always end up getting shot like 10 times and it really hurts And if I have a gun and try to shoot them back, I miss every single time or they just don’t die! It’s so frustrating…

I have been shot, but at that point my dream was in third person and it looked like a cheap videogame for some ancient gaming system… So it wasn’t very ‘real’, even though a little digital coffin popped up and said that my funeral was on October 8, 2003.

I have been stabbed though. It was an odd dream (non lucid)… I think I was actually a different person. It was something LOTR related, and I had ended up killing some guy’s brother or something without knowing it was his brother. I felt terrible when he told me, and I tried to apologize but he stabbed me in the arm with a short sword.

It might’ve been in the arm, but you would’ve thought it was in the heart. Suddenly I was really dizzy and I started to fall to the ground. I had those typical last-moments-before-you die. I felt like Haldir in the Two Towers… I was falling to the ground in slow motion, knowing I was going to die, and very sad… I remember catching glimpses of my surroundings as I went down. Everything blacked out and I woke up…

shiver That was easily one of my most terrifying dreams.

Hey, I was shot once! I don’t remember the dream itself, it was ten years ago or something, but those days it really impressed me… Not very interesting story, I was just walking along my street, when some shooting began. I had nothing to do with it, but they probably decided to get rid of the witness, or it was just by accident, so one of these guys shot at me and hit my left side or something. I fell on the ground and thought: “Yes, this way it happens… ” and the dream was over, I didn’t wake up, I just don’t remember anything more. I think I was having stomach-ache that night, because it hurt in fact, thought, naturally, not as much as it should.

I was shot in a dream a few days ago, 3 times in my leg, it did hurt, all through the story of my dream.

The day after that I dreamed about being shot again, I was in some kind of war… but don’t know if I was actually hit.

There are dreams from longer ago I was shot in, but most of the time it doesn’t hurt.

This reminds of a dream I head a few months ago:

I was in a huge shoot out with about 40 people involved.
And I was winning, I had the ability to go “bullet-time” like in max payne (a bit like in the matrix), so I was killing all these bad guys, ducking bullets etc. Basicly it was slowmotion. But suddenly - in midts of a slo-mo jump to avoid some bullets, a guy fired at me from another direction and very close up. Beeing mid-air i didn’t have the possibility to change direction or anything, so I was just waiting for the bullets to strike me, without being able to do anything about it. It was so frustrating! next thing i remember was lying on the ground with lots of bullets in my torso. I didn’t feel any pain, but I was really frustrated and angry because i got shot and was going to die. I wasn’t afraid though. As I died, I woke up.

it was a terrible tewrrible war… i look back on it now and think what was it all about? Everyone was forced to go to war. There was me with my family and friends waiting in the trenches for the machine guns to reload. Some one in my family stick there head up for just a second and then i see a pile of blood pour into the trench. Dead. Then i see big explosives and am getting quite scraed at this time. However i am full of anger coz i just say someone close to me die…

i then see a man stand up above our trench and then next thing i hear is a loud but low frequencyting of a bullet peircing through my helmet into my brain. An instant white flash appeared in my dream.

I then woke up in hatred wanting to kill someone…
The bullet absolutly killed me with paid(literally) but only for a split millisecond

I have been killed once by a bomb. We were playing war and it was said, that if you get wounded you will feel the hurt. So it was more better to be killed. So i saw a bomb flying at my direction and even if i wanted to flee i knew that it will wound me. So instead i walked toward the bomb. Next moment i remember being in some other place (in Heaven?) with some other people who got killed during the same game.

Back when I was 3-6 years, I had loads of dreams were I was shot, as well as loads of nightmares (about one really intense with incredibly strong “pain” every third night). Strangely enough, not all dreams were I was shot were nightmares.

I remember a dream were I was chased around a house by 4 persons. Each person had a rifle that fired some kind of beam(?) and I got hit by all of them. One person’s rifle caused me to feel some of the extremely irritating and horrible weird feelings I always gets in my nightmares instead of RL pain very strongly. Another person had a rifle that was a bit less horrible to get hit by, a third had a rifle that hardly was irritating to get hit by. The fourth person’s rifle was even less irritating to get hit by, and didn’t bother me at all.

Then I remember a VERY weird dream were I was on a very veird landscape (flat, light grey ground with no details at all and nothing else) and a weird vehicle with loads of rifles was driving around trying to shoot me. I then rushed infront of it, took loads of rifles from it and went away. Near the end of the dream I (for some reason) started shooting myself with rifle after rifle, and it wasn’t discomforting at all. While doing this I woke up.

Then there was a drem were I was trying to shoot people with strange weapons that fired some weird slime. Then when I was shooting at someone the slime flew towards me for some reason, and I felt strange in my hand as I got hit and lost the weapon.

Then there was a weird dream were my dad was going to someone who were going to shoot us so that the weird black lines between our limbs would dissapear and the limbs would go completely together. (a typical medium-weird dream) I didn’t want to do it and convinced the person that I would draw a picture for him and that he wouldn’t shoot me if I gave it to him.

I was shot with a big arrow once. I didn’t feel any pain, but I was very sad and screamed “why?!” in japanese (doushite). The guy who shot me didn’t seem to know why and it looked like he felt bad about shooting me.

In another dream, I was playing some kind of VR war game, like avalon or eXistenZ. At the moment we exited the game and returned to RL he accidentally shot me in the stomach and I died IRL. I didn’t feel any pain this time either. Later, I was walking with a friend and I was thinking about how I should tell him what had happened. I knew he would be very sad if he knew I had died. He didn’t notice the bleeding hole in my stomach. I jumped from a garage and my knees were damaged and started bleeding, didn’t feel a thing. We kept walking…

I was shot in a ND a few days ago. I was playing dead when a bunch of people ran into a house and started shooting everyone. But someone noticed that I wasn’t dead and they shoot me 3 times in the back. It wasn’t really that painful and the girl that shoot me left the gun so that I could shoot myself just incase I didn’t die from the shoots

I survived and I didn’t get any permanet damages from it

I’ve been shot two times in my dreams. Once, I was at a mass gang bang with asian people and sudden I was at a party in a living room in a tall building where all people behaved normal and had a great time with some champagne in their glasses. Suddenly, a killer jumped through the window, shooting all the guests. I hid in the back room and stood onto the sink, trembling and looking carefully at the killer who sat on a sofa watching TV. Suddenly, he grinned and shot me - I immediately woke up.
The second time, I had a really bad day and dreamt about a very cheeky girl and a cleaning lady. Both weren’t nice to me and I tried to encourage them in a humorous way, but then the cleaning lady took her weapon out of her coat and shot me without any warning.

I didn’t recognize any hurt both times as well.

This was part of a larger dream.
First noticed was fires all aroun me, in a place where we had few acres of land(my father sold actually no more then 10years ago). And somehow civil war started. Bus full of people some with guns stopped and I recognized one friend of mine. Cnofusing part then I go through a tunnel of some kind and two soldiers in uniforms passed beside me, I don’t know who shoots but was shot in the right side of my chest two bullets, I felt pretty real the impact and losing breath.
I still see those fires similar to Kuwait oil rigs some 10years ago. Smoke curtains and fires.

i think i have been shot before. i always close my eyes when they shoot me and it like tingles but not quite pain. but i have never died. i have been stabbed a lot though. a few times i was stabbed it really hurt. but i have never woke up from this.

Alright, here is a dream I had a little while ago in which I got shot real bad. Its in my DJ, but I wanted to bring it to people’s attention. It still bothers me a bit. Anywho, here it is.

Had a very strange, slightly disturbing dream last night that is very worthy of entry into my online DD. I was not lucid, and its probably a good thing I wasn’t. I was in the town I am currently living in, as I recognize it, however, someone mentioned it was Washington D.C… and I did see the white house at one point. The entire dream was very vivid. I’ve had so many recent non-lucid dreams about death, its starting to worry me.

Excuse, in advance, the subject matter of this dream. I am not one of those people in the US fearing an imminent threat of a terrorist attack. Also, please note this gets very bloody towards the end. Don’t read if you can’t handle those kinds of things very well.

The memory starts with me riding in a van with two uncles of mine and a kid. It was just getting dark. Suddenly in the distance we heard a huge explosion, and in a bit we could feel the ground shake. We figured it must have been the government testing some sort of bomb. Then, we saw and heard a couple missiles fly through the sky and hit a distant area. Looking up, I saw a few faint fighter jets and helicopters. One of the helicopters was very close, and was launching the missles and unloading rounds into the city. It was time to drop off the kid in the van. I asked him what he thought the helicopters were doing, and he just shrugged and said something with disinterest. As we pulled away from the kids house, the helicopter started chasing our van. My uncle sped up as fast as he could, and for a few minutes we were trying to dodge the machine guns going at least 60mph through the suburbs. We decided to pull over and hide among the many back yards in the area, hoping the helicopters wouldn’t see us. We got out and looked for hiding places. Someone had their radio on, and through the static I heard it was a terrorist attack, and that the people were from an american militia group around the city we were in. I thought to myself “too bad bush didnt really have his concerns in the ‘homeland’, so concentrated on other countries”. The radio made it clear the terrorists’ goal was to take over the whitehouse and kill bush. People everywhere were stocking up on food and imperishables. We were in a dark part of the suburbs. I could see bobbing flashlights moving around the houses, and people dressed in black sneaking around with guns. Often, the sound of a machine gun would be followed by screams and cries. The ‘terrorists’ were getting very close. My two uncles and I found our way inside a screened-in porch in someone’s backyard. We figured it was a good hiding place, as we were crouched down below the screen, hiding in the corners. Suddenly, the door was kicked open and in came two people with guns. One was young, about 16 or so years old. He had a large machine gun and wore a strange western-type hat. The other was in his forties and had some kind of handgun. The man held my uncles to gunpoint, and the boy aimed his machine gun at me. I pleaded for my life for a second, but he would not listen. I could feel my body shake and jolt as he shot about 30 rounds into my neck, chest, and head. I was surprised how little pain I could feel, it was just the sheer force of the bullets. I thought I might be dreaming, but realized that everything was far too real, I could even feel the texture in the fabric of my clothes against my skin as I fell to the ground. My body grew numb as my vision went black and I grew very weak and faint. I remember trying to beleive what was going on, as it all happened within about 10 seconds. I thought about my family and friends, and after a few personal thoughts I bid farewell to the world. I was sure I was going to die.

I woke up in bed directly from the dream, and had to do a couple reality checks just to see if I was, in fact, alive. I was relieved. It felt so real. Feel free to comment.

I’ve been stabbed in the gut by one of my friends, I then got him back by slicing off a bit of his nose, later he shot me in the knee cap. I’ve been in many fights with students from my school, had fights with home invaders, I’ve been accupunctured (sp?) by some Asian dudes and then stabbed in the top of my skull with a scalpel. But one of the worst pains was when I was blowing zombies apart with a shotgun and then one grabbed me and visciously ripped me apart.