A diary to be used by all... The Nightmare Diary 2

My nightmares rarely have any “normal” nightmarish topics in them (e.g. death or physical/mental harm). In fact, they rarely have anything understandable at all. My nightmares are usually reminiscent of Eraserhead.

Although I can’t remember many of them, one involved children turning into half-human worms and infesting large pieces of technology (such as vending machines) as a result of watching a TV program broadcasted by an evil company.

I have a strange feeling that my subconscious was trying to make some sort of point about TV’s desensitizing effects, but it was sort of lost on me. :neutral:

I had a horrible recurring nightmare that plagued me for a month or two…absolutely horrific. To me, at least. It happened at least once every two weeks, and I had the dream at least 6 times.

I am standing in my house…no, wait, it just feels like it. Everything is cast in shadow, and instead of open space, everything is a hallway. Everything is also wooden, and barren of any color. Standing downstairs, I suddenly hear a scream from upstairs. Knowing it is my sister, but not knowing what has happened, I ran upstairs as fast as I could. The second I entered the room, I could see that a vampire (vampires seem to be recurring in my nightmares…I don’t THINK I’m scared of them, though) had slit her throat. Looking at me, it hissed “My family will kill yours.” Suddenly, he melted into a puddle of black, gooey…stuff. Impossible to describe, but horrifying in and of itself. Knowing that ultimately, I would need to defend my family against the immortal, I sit down and think…However, I just remembered that my parents were sleeping in their room alone, downstairs. I hear something moving in the darkness. Sprinting downstairs, I get in just fast enough to see my dad in his death throes. Screaming, I tear at the sheets. Every time I try to save someone, I arrive too late. Again… I remember my little sister, alone upstairs. I run to the stairs, but as I get close, the hallway lengthens, my vision doubles, and I find myself tired and dizzy. I hear my sister scream. Then, the shadows begin to move towards me.

It terrified me.

I was carrying water, up to the other side of a suspended bridge, and had to give water to my father, when the barrel roles and makes him fall of the cliff. I start training to cross the bridge, along with a fellow friend of mine, but his father didn’t train me at all, thus leading to me falling off the bridge. I plunged into darkness, and saw an old enemy, The Doppler Effect, who grabbed me and made me fly to a mirror. Realized I was dreaming, I went with all entusiasm, only to crash into the mirror, and open a passageway to the start of the dream. Can’t explain why it was scary, but I think it has to do with the part which comes later…

I have others, but most of them are to confuse or blurry.

The worst would be the last.
a skinny little man that captured woman and children (including fetal childern) in a frozen cryogenic state. one in which he still had the abilit to torture, they still had the abilty to feel.
He seperated the mothers and children. leaving the mothers in fear for their children, crying out for them. They all felt each other and their pain.
I had the chance to kill him. Something inside of me wouldnt let me. The part of me that is a healer wouldnt let me do that.
I wish in that instance i had gone against what i believe in and killed him.

I had one nightmare, that repeated when I was 6, 9, 12 years old.
My lamp was sucking me. I ran very fast and managed to get to my parents’ room. I don’t know what would happen, if my lamp have sucked me, but something scary.

moved to big topic :moogle:

Hello, just wondering what people’s worst nightmares were. Personally, one of my worst nightmares was one in which I was in an alleyway being beaten up by a horde of homeless people. :eh:

One of my more recent nightmares was basically me making eye contact with someone while I was in the stall of a public bathroom.

Me: “WHAT?!”
Other Woman, grinning: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

I was locked in the bathroom after I got out of the stall and I ended up kicking a tray of something that the woman was holding. Then I woke up. :neutral:

A reoccuring nightmare I have is that my grandmother kills herself… The main emotion of the whole dream is grief, anguish, and despair. I really want to stop having that dream… but it I only know to RC if a DC ask me if I am dreaming… and that has only happend twice…

Must… discover… killer…

I haven’t had a nightmare in years. Sometimes I have dreams that are somewhat creepy, but I usually find those more cool than scary. I did have one recently that was kind of unnerving though…

I was in the car with my stepmom, and she apparently was really drunk. Because of this, we ended up running down like 6 people, including a couple of police officers. Then I spent most of the dream trying to escape from the people trying to find me and arrest me. Finally, I thought I was safe and I was eating lunch with my dad and my stepmom at a restaurant. Then suddenly I see a cop in the distance who has a sniper rifle, and he shoots my dad and my stepmom. He is about to shoot me too, but I close my eyes, which wakes me up. :bored:

I felt kind of bad about having that dream, because my stepmom is awesome and she would never do that!

I was walking down the street when I heard this loud crash. I turned around to see a tall man in an overcoat staring down at me. He had a hat on, and I couldn’t make out his face. He asked me “what are you doing here?! this place is not one you would like to be in.” I turned to run, and found a wall blocking my way. " you can’t leave now" he said “you just got here…” His hat falls off, and I see his face. It’s a half decomposed skull, maggots crawling all over it. He reaches out his hand at places it on my shoulder. He bends down, opening his mouth so wide I can see down his throat. He leans in closer and I hear a scraping sound. as his mouth gets closer, I realize there are hands inside of it, clawing at it, trying to escape. I woke up so scared that I couldn’t get out of bed.

The worst nightmare I ever had was quite an abstract one. It also featured a tall man in an overcoat and hat. I was sitting in an old abandoned building with a wrecked wall (i really like those) when he walked from outside really slowly. There was nothing special about him but when I tried to focus on his face I felt that all the stuff I believed in was horribly wrong and that I have lost something very important without realising it. I’m pretty sure he had a face though. I couldn’t wake up or leave this dream until he came close enough to touch me. When I woke up I had my first SP experience for a couple of minutes.

That feeling of fear is what fuels nightmares.

…Do you think it’s the fumes that are flammable or the fear itself? :tongue:

Haven’t had a nightmare for ages, but here’s one I had when I was younger. It was pretty scary at the time.

I was at school at 11:00PM. I was in the school hall with the rest of my class performing a dance routine. It was a slow dance routine, but instead ithe music was really eerie. Suddenly, I heard a muffled growling sound from the distance. I told my teacher that there was a sound, but she didn’t believe me. No one else believed me either, so they continued with the routine. A few minutes later I heard the sound again, but this time is was slightly louder. I went up to the teacher and told them that I was freaked out, but no one believed me (yet again).

A further few minutes later the teacher called me over. She asked me to do a favour - I had to put these maths cards back in our classroom…which was on the other side of the school. Worst thing was, it was almost pitch black. I reluctantly accepted to take them back. I began walking outside the hall, staying close to the dim lights that were across the walls. It was incredibly vivid.

As I walked, I heard the growl getting louder. The louder it got, the faster I began to walk. It felt like the pathway was going on forever, so I threw the maths cards behind me and just ran. I felt everything fade to black at this point, as I saw these huge red eyes staring at me in the distance. It growled at me, and I eventually woke up. The scary thing was, I could still hear the growling sounds, even after I had woken up. They got louder and louder, and at one point the growling sound was so loud that I thought I would explode. Now I think it was a auditory hallucination.

I had this dream last night, so I figured I’d post it.

Someone put me in on 3rd base for the World Series game, and we were winning by 1 or 2 points. The bases were loaded. The other team was up to bat. I was nervious. Ben K. yelled down from the stands for some support. I wasn’t paying attention that close, and the batter hit a grounder to 1st base, and the 1st base men tagged 1st and threw it to 3rd, and I dropped it. Thus the runner from 2nd base already rounded 3rd, and the ball that was dropped by me continued to roll. It was rolling towards Home plate, and I kicked the baseball, trying to get it momentum, in order to pick it up, like I do similarly in Tennis. Well they said it was against some rule, and I ended up making them lose the World Series. And I felt extremely bad and guilty.

It was the feeling that my tennis skills had made me become terrible at other sports like baseball.

@Vampirism45
My worst nightmare, (and it really doesn’t sound that scary) is one I have since I was a small child, it keeps coming back, it gives me shiverings thinking about it.

I wake from another dream into a false awakening. I’m still a child and lie inside my bed in the house I lived in as a child, every thing is black and white. I know some extremely scary thing is walking to me, as sort of demon but I don’t see or hear it yet. I’m so very afraid that I shout for my father at which point a become lucid but I’m too afraid to do anything. I regret shouting for my father, because if this is a dream the demon will surely take the form of him.
Then I hear my father coming, but I know it is the demon, and even know I am an adult and don’t life with my parents anymore I try to scream for my father in real life hoping he’ll wake me up.

Here’s another nightmare that I had:

I was at the playpark. At this time I had a fractured heel so I had to use crutches (which transferred over to the dream) Suddenly the Earth shuddered, and I saw all these people running away from something. I heard the shudders again, but this time it was louder. Then it gradually got really loud. I knew what it was…the most common theme to ever appear in my nightmares as a child…a giant. It started stomping, crushing all of these trees as the giant cracked the path. In my earlier nightmares I would run, but eventually get eaten (I didn’t experience the disturbing process of being devoured until I was 10). This time I could not run because I was on crutches. Bizarrely, I managed to escape from the giant and was on the run through a narrow pathway. After escaping I appeared right where I started (at the playpark). My grandparent was there, and he was telling me about these flags. He said the flags were possessed by ghosts, and they haunted people at night. During this discussion the giant came over towards me, and then came over and began to bring his hand down to me. He grabbed me, and just as he was about to devour me I woke up.

A lot of my nightmares nowadays involve being devoured alive, and still surviving. It’s quite disturbing actually.

I’m not sure if this is a dream, a chemical induced OOBE or a hallucination. Well, about a couple years ago, I had a possible (over)overdose on a dissociative drug. I was completely gone I was visiting the strangest places and then coming back into reality and vomiting and shit, Well I remember before passing out, I was OOB and I was shrunk and I flew to see the time and everything started flanging and I felt a intense tugging while a woman was crying why?

Well I remember being in an all black place, with a tough looking guy, wearing glasses and a weird hat he told me to get down, and he walks over to me puts his hand on my shoulder and he takes his glasses off and stairs down at me, crying with pupils fully dilated like to the point where it was all black. He was crying and he kept shaking me and was asking why have you done this, All mournful and stuff, and then he started yelling it and he’s getting pissed. Finally he picks me up and throws me at an invisible boundary then he says my full name, and says do you know what you could have fucking done? he then transformed into a good friend of mine who I really asked, and in her voice it says. Do you think she doesn’t care, she loves you. it slaps me again and turns into a shadow person, it was the hatman carrying a suitcase. He then said to me, with glaring red eyes, You know I could of done my job and just took you, your lucky your my favorite, and then he says now go live a lifetime and learn your lesson.

I think this is where I regained consciousness and resumed tripping because time dilation was fully, I literally felt like I was living in this crystal city for months. Until everything went black and I woke-up in the morning.

I want to write here sometime, but not at night ^^
My nightmares are particulary scary since they involve History (around 1933-1945)…so I don’t want to frighten anyone ! I stop here for tonight because I am already frightening myself… ^^

I have plenty of nightmares, because I just can’t stand the idea of people being so cruel to each other… But they often are. As soon as I’ve seen a movie about murder, so horrors or trillers, I nearly always dream about it. And it is very, very realistic…

When I had seen the movie “halloween” the crazy man with the mask was chasing me all night long, and I was the only one with the abillity to fly, so I had to drag allong all my familly and my boyfriend, so it went very slowly and made me extremely tired.

When I had watched scream, I saw the man cutting open my boyfriend as soon as I fell asleep, so I emediately woke up again and barely slept that night…

I saw a movie about a serial-killer last sunday, and that night I really feared dreaming about it, so I fell asleep at 4:30 am… And tonight I dreamed I was killed in an elevator :bored:

But I also have nightmares that have nothing to do with films I saw.
Like the one where some foreign invaders burned my (11 year old) sisters foot because she had let the barbeque produce too much smoke :cry:

These things really freak me out, and I get very tired from them… But until so far, the only thing I can do to avoid it is not to watch or read any cruel things… This is very annoying, because I often don’t find the story or movie scary. But it keeps me from watching those things with my best friends… I often chose to watch the horror movies because I don’t want to be isolated… But it truely tortures me at night… And I can’t wait to learn how to control my nightmares!! It would truely save my social life :content: