My little brother once snuck into my room with one of his cymbals from his drum set and smashed it right beside my head. I came within an inch of making him eat that cymbal.
Weirdest/Most Horrible Ways You've Been Woken Up.
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When I was in Basic Training the First Sergeant bust into the floor while I was still sleeping. The only time I ever slept late like that is the day he comes bursting into the room. I fell asleep during class room instruction, but luckily it was the one day they said we aren't going to jack your day up.
Dog fart to the face. And I'm not talking about some little dog, I'm talking about a Saint Bernard. Then again, I always get woken up by my two Saint Bernards since they always do the weirdest things (Once found one of them sleeping on my family's dinner table).
This one absolutely sucks compared to all you guys. This has happened several times to me, waking up feeling that I need to stretch my legs, I do and that infamous cramp one gets in the calf ensues. I roll about the bed, clutching it near in tears for what seems like hours.
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...Oh my God. Oh. My. God. It would be bad enough for me to wake up to just a wolf spider sitting on me but that takes the cake.Rawne1980 said:One of these landing on my chest.
Now they are NOT the man eaters people think they are however they are ugly bastards and having that staring at me when it woke me up scared the shit out of me.
Go on!Jake Martinez said:
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My mom screaming that my dad was trying to kill her.
I was little and I panicked, so I ran over to my big brothers room and told him that dad was trying to kill mom. He ran downstairs and broke the fight up. I stayed upstairs and went back to sleep. I don't remember what my brother told me had happened.
I was little and I panicked, so I ran over to my big brothers room and told him that dad was trying to kill mom. He ran downstairs and broke the fight up. I stayed upstairs and went back to sleep. I don't remember what my brother told me had happened.
I remember waking up to a horrendous cramp on my left leg, in the muscle under the back side of the knee. I remember the feeling of something snapping like when you pull a muscle and then horrendous surprise attack pain. I was moaning so loud my dog even woke up and started worriedly licking my face, which did NOT help as I couldn't not scream with an open mouth and well...yeah...it's fuzzy but I think my dog may have licked me in my mouth as I was curled up trying to endure the pain. I didn't have enough strength never mind presence of mind to even push her away lol.
For about 3 days later I was limping since putting pressure on my leg caused a lot of pain to emerge again, reminding me of my dog licking me.
For about 3 days later I was limping since putting pressure on my leg caused a lot of pain to emerge again, reminding me of my dog licking me.
I was sleeping peacefully, dreaming of something or other I can't remember, when I must have rolled over and fell right on the floor. Scared the crap out of me to see my bedroom floor quickly approaching my face like that.
I fell asleep and forgot to unlock the door, the next morning my father nocked so hard that i had some sort of reflex reaction and it goes like this: rolls of bed run and tackled TV and tough i hurd my shoulder he was laughing his ass of when i told him what happened, he has always been like a room mate that gives me money.
Off the top of my head, the house I'm in now used to have a really fucked up sprinkler in the front lawn. My bedroom window is at the front of the house, where the sprinkler is. Now, this particular broken sprinkler just shoots a pressurized jet of water around the lawn. I didn't exactly know it did this, because it always happens at around 5 am, when I'm usually asleep.
One unfortunate night, I had left a little crack in my bedroom window to cool the room down, and at about 5 am, I'm woken up by the sound of something violently crashing against my window, followed by a sudden downpour of water through the opened part of the window onto my bed.
I groggily screamed 'What the fuck?', slammed the window closed, and then failed to go back to sleep, on account of the sprinklers not shutting off for another, maybe 10 minutes.
Got towel, dried bed, watched 5:30 am TV (MLP), then fell alseep, to wake up at 1:30 in the afternoon.
One unfortunate night, I had left a little crack in my bedroom window to cool the room down, and at about 5 am, I'm woken up by the sound of something violently crashing against my window, followed by a sudden downpour of water through the opened part of the window onto my bed.
I groggily screamed 'What the fuck?', slammed the window closed, and then failed to go back to sleep, on account of the sprinklers not shutting off for another, maybe 10 minutes.
Got towel, dried bed, watched 5:30 am TV (MLP), then fell alseep, to wake up at 1:30 in the afternoon.
When I dream, I don't know that I'm dreaming. So, in this dream, I laying in my bed with my eyes closed and I heard footsteps walking at a somewhat brisk pace towards my bed. I thought nothing of it. Although my eyes were closed, it was like I could make out that it was a tall male. Well, I heard the footsteps walk up to the side of my bed, the figure leaned down and it made the most horrible, loud scream you could imagine. It sounded like some kind of monster from a movie, except it WAS RIGHT FUCKING NEXT TO MEEE!!!!!!!! NO MORE THAN 6 INCHES AWAY FROM MY MOTHERFUCKING FACE!!!!
Holy shit, I thought I was going to die!!! D:>
Trust me, that is perhaps one of the top five worst ways to be woken up at 3:00 AM.
Holy shit, I thought I was going to die!!! D:>
Trust me, that is perhaps one of the top five worst ways to be woken up at 3:00 AM.
This. I dreamt i looked under my pillow and their was spiders, wasps and ants under it. I woke up. Jumped off the bed and turned on the light. Took a few minutes to get the courage to look under my pillow. Worst. Wakeup Call. Ever.Mate397 said:
One, never really that good an idea to ask a man that...Hipsy_Gypsy said:
and two... you can't guess?!
[sub][sub][sub][sub][sub]Though I have a similar story, even if it is perhaps a little amusing and embarrassing in equal measure...[/sub][/sub][/sub][/sub][/sub]
Yeah, when my budget is fifteen quid a week, any extra cost bites and bites hard...Alucard 11189 said:Heh. I see I can commiserate on the lack of money, you were lucky my friend
When I was younger I used to have a poster over my bed, I think it was of Sum-41. Either way one night I was peacefully sleeping and the blu-tac on the top corners must have given way and the poster fell down. I remember sensing something touching my face, woke up startled to see an upside down man's face grinning at me from an inch away. Well, it's safe to say I SHIT myself. I thrashed at the face and it didn't move because it was still attached to the wall at the bottom. I eventually got free, turned on the lights and found out what it was, felt a bit stupid but it was still pretty horrible.
My curiosity is just piqued even further, haha!SckizoBoy said:One, never really that good an idea to ask a man that...Hipsy_Gypsy said:
and two... you can't guess?!
[sub][sub][sub][sub][sub]Though I have a similar story, even if it is perhaps a little amusing and embarrassing in equal measure...[/sub][/sub][/sub][/sub][/sub]
Yeah, when my budget is fifteen quid a week, any extra cost bites and bites hard...Alucard 11189 said:Heh. I see I can commiserate on the lack of money, you were lucky my friend
Haha, awk! That's actually why I never put posters up above my bed, huge ones anyroad, because I was always terrified of that happening! Haven't put posters up in my bedroom in general because they just annoy me with all that blue tac. Jeez.TheColdHeart said:
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I rolled over in bed and knocked on of my swords off the wall.
((Yes, i have several swords mounted over my bed. I can be a paranoid person at times.))
Needless to say the 4 feet of finely crafted, battle ready cutlery did several flips before impaling me in the upper leg. 20 stitches, a few days rest in the spare bedroom ((had to get a new mattress that wasnt soaked with blood and had a large hole in it)) and the sheathing of my swords, and it was like it never happened.
((Yes, i have several swords mounted over my bed. I can be a paranoid person at times.))
Needless to say the 4 feet of finely crafted, battle ready cutlery did several flips before impaling me in the upper leg. 20 stitches, a few days rest in the spare bedroom ((had to get a new mattress that wasnt soaked with blood and had a large hole in it)) and the sheathing of my swords, and it was like it never happened.
Not really bad or weird, but I've been woken up by my dog licking me before.
My dad keeps telling me that he'll use a blowhorn to wake me up someday, I just don't know when.
My dad keeps telling me that he'll use a blowhorn to wake me up someday, I just don't know when.