Nightmares

[Owlslayer]

As i seem to recall, most of the nightmares i see end with me falling down. Basically, that's the scariest part most of the time.

And the really frightening part is that i don't wake up at the exact moment i touch the ground. Time seems to slow down, almost freezing, and i feel how the whole weight of my body is coming down on my legs, slowly crushing them. It feels like my legs are dead tired, too, and right before they should crack i wake up. I haven't actually noticed before that most of my nightmares consist of me falling. I mean, my nightmares have other stuff, too, but a lot of them have a part when i am falling. As i was thinking about the nightmares I've had i just (i mean, right now,writing) realized that a lot of them end with me falling...

I wonder if that means something? (Well, except that i don't like falling,duhh)

 

[Woodsey]

It wasn't a nightmare, but I had a really fucked up dream the other night.

It began with me sitting in my room, and then I get up and walk to my window and open the curtains. Standing OUTSIDE the window on the tiny window-ledge is a baby (maybe a year old), 15 feet high.

My window's about 5-feet long, and a side-section is all that opens. In reality there's only a handle on the inside obviously, but in the dream there was one on the outside, and as I opened the window to pull the baby in I didn't realise it was holding to the handle on the outside. Needless to say, I pushed the window open but soon saw I was about to push the baby off. I reached out to grab it and it slipped, holding by the handle with one hand.

Then I went to grab it again - it was in reach - but it slipped away just before I could get to it. The window faces from the side of the house, where a small path goes from the front garden to the back. The path is lined by the side of the house and a fence on the other side.

As the baby drops it falls back a little, smacks into the fence on the way down, causing it to spin in the air and land on it's head. Into concrete.

I swear to God I actually watched it break it's neck.

I sprinted downstairs and outside to the baby, and when I picked it up (it should have been dead) it was crying and had a slight ring of blood around the nostril, like it had just stopped having a nose bleed!

I know dreams are supposed to have messages from your sub-conscious, and I'm guessing this is a "things aren't as bad as they seem" but Christ... all that is a bit fucked up for that isn't it?!

I was not impressed with myself when I woke up.

 

[Quaxar]

I can't really remember dreams normally, not even nightmares.
I can only recall one wherein I try to flee from a T-Rex (yes, even my bad dreams are that awesome) and escape in a cave. Basically it's like the scene from Jurassic Park II, only that I know the terrain and in reality it has no cave.

My dreams are normally awesome, but strange, not frightening.

 

[Burningsok]

I've had a few strange dreams in my life. Most of them happened around the time I was becoming a teen. The most recent disturbing one was quite odd.
Usually my dreams flow sort of like a movie or something like a movie trailer with just the random scenes in the movie. Only the scenes I see go in order. Anyways This recent dream was not only odd; it touched on something very important to me.

The dream went like this...
My view slowly lowered down to where it was about 2 feet off the ground. As my view was lowering it saw a girl crying. my view stopped moving and became fixed on her. Her skin was a blueish color, basically showing that she wasn't exactly alive. she was leaning on her side; one hand holding her upper body up and the other covering her face as shes crying. Her guts were hanging out of her stomach, but there really wasn't any blood; the guts where red though. right next to were was a burnt body that was almost completely black, just chard. My view at this point faded to black and then back to normal. Suddenly my dream changed a bit and I could see a window. The view of the window was kind of looking upward at the window. Outside the window I could see dust blowing by, but because of the view I was at I couldn't quite see the ground. Then a man walked by the window and just kept walking down the hallway this window is in. Then suddenly, that chard, burnt body jumped through the window and attack the man that walked. More burnt bodies crawled in through the window and joined in killing the guy. My view at this time switched to an upper corner at the end of the hallway like where security cameras are placed. Once the man was killed, my view snapped to about ground level a few feet off the ground. and I was facing the opposite direction. The all the burnt bodies looked straight at me and started chasing me down. I turned and ran as fast as I could and I ended up stopping in front of an elevator. And that's where my dream stopped.
OK, the second part of this dream I really don't know what it means, but the first part I know well. The girl in the dream is someone I know that is going through a tough time in her life. I told her about this dream and she knew exactly what it was. I was thinking the same thing as well.

 

[FoodMonger]

I can still recall a nightmare from when I was 5 or so...

Some other kid and I were going up into an attic, apparently going to sleep there, judging by the sleeping bag I was carrying.There were plastic boxes stacked on the sides and a lone carboard box in the middle of the attic.Upon the box was the little Indian character from the movie "Indian and the Cupboard". I went to reach for him, and just as I was about to grab him, he begins to float away, into the darkest reach of the attic. I stare into the dark area for a while, when all of a sudden a disembodied hand lunges forward from the abyss towards me and grabs my throat. It doesn't choke me, but it had a firm grip. I began to panic, and fell on my back. Then the hand lets go and floats away, while a deep,ghostly voice echoes through the attic, telling me and the other person to get out.

I woke up, sweating, wanting to scream, but too terrified to do so. I layed back down and tried to sleep,covering my head trying to hide from the creepy smiley-face nightlight by my bed.

 

[child of lileth]

I'm kinda like the story in the OP. I have a ton that scare the hell out of me, but I can never remember them the next day. I'm gonna start writing them down when I wake up from now on.

 

[ThePurpleStuff]

I had a nightmare that I was walking around outside in my apartment complex, when what looked like the Grim Reaper was slowly coming toward me from behind, I noticed and ran, but he managed to catch me. He cut my head off then took out all my organs then put them in a bag on my family's doorstep, it happened for at least one person in every apartment. It was scary as hell when I was younger.

This isn't exactly a nightmare this next one but it was still creepy, I was in elementary school, my friends and I were playing a game called four square, where you stand in a giant square, with one square in the corner for you to stand in. You pass the ball to the other three people and if you get it outside the square you score a point. One of my friends threw the ball high in the air and everything went into slow motion, it was falling toward my face, when it hit me, in real life it actually felt like something hit me in the face with it! I woke up and looked around the room, there was a soccer ball at the side of my bed, not there when I went to bed that night.

Freaky stuff.

 

[Betancore]

I had a nightmare that I'd killed my own mother with a folding chair. Then later on I had a dream about me being responsible for my grandmother's death. I didn't kill her, but she was dying and I didn't do anything about it. It felt kind of bad to wake up both times because then I had to figure out why I'd dreamed about those things.

 

[neoontime]

Mines the worst!
Sadly, it was that I finished a massive amount of homework and that I wentl to school the next day and forgot it.
Its scary on two different levels.

 

[EHKOS]

I get nightmares every other night, infact just last night I had one where a toad from paper mario harrased me and then flushed himself down the toilet.

 

[Antitonic]

The only nightmare I can remember is basically an episode of "Are You Afraid Of The Dark?" - "The Tale Of The Fire Ghost". In the episode, you see the ghost of a fireman you died in the line of duty. My brain just cannot let the image go of the ghost transforming from normal-looking to burnt. All the nightmare is is the burnt face, all night...

I rarely remember dreams, so the only nightmare I can remember is one that seems to be recurring.
The only times I have experienced this nightmare seems to be when I've had colds.

Spoiler: If there are any dream analysts here, I would love to hear an explanation for this

I am in a room of some sort. I can't remember many details, aside from the floor being checkered, black and white and shiny. I can not recall there being any walls; just an empty void.

In this room there are a lot of objects of various sizes lying around. For no apparent reason I am lifting these and carrying them to another part of the room. The thing is that even though some of the objects I carry are really large, they seem really light; the weight of the different objects does not seem to correlate to their sizes. Then, at some point, I lift something that's just the size of a grain of sand (actually it seems to be one), and carry it on the tip of my little finger; but it turns out to feel really heavy (still I manage to lift it just fine, it just feels strange).
At this point I normally wake up with a horrible sensation of a strange force pressing down on my hand.

It is not scary in any way; it just feels terrible.

[brainyspecs]

Spoiler

Without knowing if the objects were anything in particular, it's a little difficult to get an exact read on the meaning. Basically, the objects represent what your subconcious sees as problems of difficulties in your life, contributing to one big concern, the void. The heavier ones are more troubling than the lighter ones, as the problems they represent are harder to overcome mentally. The grain of sand can signify the passage of time, so maybe you feel like time is getting away from you, making you more stressed?

The floor represents your mental support system, your security. The floor is checkered, meaning it represents your personality aspects. The fact that it's shiny means your aware of them, but keep them suppressed. It would be interesting to know which colour the heavier objects fell on, black or white.

Basically, something in your life is stressing you out, and your personality's trying to deal with it, but you keep it from helping. Since it generally only reccurs when you have a cold, I'd hazard a guess that it's more likely a case of antibodies playing havoc with your systems, but since it's always the same, there could be a case for an underlying problem. I don't like repeating myself on my own theories, but see if you can identify your personal aspects, and get to know them. Once you do, they might be willing to lend a hand...

[/brainyspecs]

And before anyone mentions it, I know I sound a little pretentious

 

[blue_lame93@hotmail.com]

same thing happens to me

My advice, don't sleep in a room that's too hot if you can help it. That's pretty much the only time when I have nightmares.

My room has been like a sauna all day, I think that's why I fell asleep.

I don't get any truly terrifying nightmares (just an occasional barrage of falling/burning to death.)

I did however once have a lucid dream about a relationship with a woman. It seriously screwed with my head when I woke up and realized she never existed. What even more bizarre is I still have memories of her planted by the dream.

I've had a couple of dreams about people that I really cared for and still remember them exactly. Shame they never existed.

Also, has anyone ever dreamed about something before it happened? This happens to me frequenly. Nothing major like predicting the BP oil spill or 9/11-7/7... but just every day things. Then a few days or weeks later when they happen, my brain tells me I'm having deja vu and I remember the dream. It's creepy and brilliant all at the same time. Maybe I am psychic?

same thing happens to me too. and yes i do believe were psychic=] but i'm quite insane myself, so i wouldn't trust me=]=]=]=]=]=]

 

[_Janny_]

Anyone ever had a Silent Hill nightmare? *shudders*

I had one of those set in the Otherworld. I was running around in the hospital without a weapon nor flashlight. And you know what they say about Silent Hill - your worst fears come up in there. And who knows me better than my own subconscious... After I woke up I couldn't even think straight and I was shaking like hell.

 

[Silent observer]

My dreams tend to either be lucid, to the point where when I wake up I have trouble distinguishing between real life and the dream, or insanely trippy - like a few hours of watching geometric shapes rotate and change colour. Never really nightmares though.

 

[Trebort]

One of the strangest things.

In my dreams, nightmare or otherwise, I always wake up if I'm stabbed. Thing is, I can feel the knife going in, and when I wake up, the part of my body that was stabbed always aches. It's strange.

 

[Rasputin1]

I very very rarely have nightmares. The thing I've found ,when you do, you can describe your nightmare to someone else, and suddenly it won't seem as scary as when you were dreaming it. It's just that feeling of terror in the dream which is what makes it a nightmare.

The last dream I can remember, is running away from a wild horse, only to get trampled by it.

 

[Your Nightmare]

I'm so sorry, I won't do it again..

 

[Valksy]

Nightmares for me usually involve water, which I am afraid of and recurring. Either I am out at sea with no land or boats in sight, treading water in a sea that is very deep (but also perfectly blue) while some great and mighty thing the size of a skyscraper circles malevolently beneath me.

Or hands are holding me under.

Either of those will make me wake with that muscle twitch you get as if you stepped backwards of a kerb without knowing it and in the latter case, I am holding my breath.

Neither of them are related to any real life experience.