Worst nightmare?

[Relish in Chaos]

What's the worst nightmare that you've ever had?

When I was younger, I was (and still am, although to a lesser extent) scared shitless of Rudy the Clown, the final boss in "Wario Land 3". I once had a nightmare where he killed my family and was about to kill me, having grabbed me in his hands while bearing his malicious grin, when I woke up in a cold sweat.

Another horrible nightmare I had was that I'd recieved a phone call that my mother was dead, and I vehemently denied it and started pacing around the house restlessly.

But what about in real-life? What are you most afraid of happening?

 

[Scarim Coral]

Pretty much that film Bram Stoker's dracula since I was a kid when I first watch it (my brother who is older, like watching horror movies). The head chopping scene with that woman had given me nightmares for a week.

Also the films IT had given me nightmare too.

 

[DrRockor]

I can't remember my worst one but I have a phobia of insects and I wake up from them far too often. The ones about locusts are always the worst

 

[Lieju]

Once, when I was a teenager, I had a horrible nightmare.

It started with me being late for school, and when I got to the class, everyone was just sitting still. And then I noticed they were all dead and had small puncture wounds on their necks where their brains had been sucked out. And then a man that was in fire crashed to the room. And it went on and on, every time I thought I was safe, something even more horrible happened. Few times I thought I woke up, only to soon realise it was just a new nightmare.
Other things that happened were aliens kidnapping my cousins, clones of my mother surrounding me claiming they were all real, part of me turning to plastic, a Minotaur tearing off my arms...

Also, when I was 5, I had a nightmare where The statue of Liberty turned into a tornado and chased me. Then I woke up in a foreign place, (as I was not home) panicking and not knowing where I was.

I very vividly remember both of these nightmares.

 

[SckizoBoy]

Oooo... my sisters had nightmares for ages after watching Alien when they were seven...

As for me, I watched the Ray Harryhausen Clash of the Titans and Medusa was fucking scary for an eight year old. Had a terrifying as hell nightmare that night and couldn't sleep properly for the next month.

 

[NiceGurl_14]

For me personally, my worst fears revolve around watching the people around me in pain (in all forms of pain) and not being able to do anything about it. The absolute worst is when it's something that I've directly caused or feel like I have. I know that it's kinda vague but there's really not any other way to explain it.

 

[Soviet Heavy]

A friend of mine died back in January in a car crash. I had a nightmare where he was still alive, and I tried to warn him not to go, because I knew that if he left, it was going to happen.

I didn't want to wake up knowing that I couldn't change what happened.

 

[Lieju]

A friend of mine died back in January in a car crash. I had a nightmare where he was still alive, and I tried to warn him not to go, because I knew that if he left, it was going to happen.

I didn't want to wake up knowing that I couldn't change what happened.

Someone I knew died recently, and I've seen her in my dreams. One that was really horrible was one where she was okay. I was having a picnic, and heard her call me. I ran to her and hugged her, so happy that the horible dream where she had died was over.

It was the horrible, slow realization that it was just a dream and trying to believe it was real that made it horrible.

I suppose that wa the worst dream I have had, although I didn't think it was a nightmare, kinda the opposite.

 

[Jonluw]

I rarely remember dreams, so the only nightmare I can remember is one that seems to be recurring.
The nightmare appears to reappear whenever I'm ill.

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. i.e. 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 appears to be a grain of sand), and carry it on the tip of my little finger; but it turns out to feel really heavy (I manage to lift it just fine, it just feels incredibly heavy).
At this point I normally wake up with a horrible sensation of downforce or something.

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

 

[CrazyGirl17]

Not sure about the worst, but I do do remember this one dream...

I was in the TV room of my house, when the TV showed what looked like one of those [Adult Swim] bumpers, but it was more like a cry for help, then the screen filled up with words (or were they eyes?) then there where things that looked like Smurfs but the faces were all wrong... and then I woke up.

To this day, I have no idea what that dream was about...

 

[HardkorSB]

What's the worst nightmare that you've ever had?

Whenever someone asks that, I always think of this:

 

[Cazza]

Thoes were the worst nightmares I have ever had. These happened when i was around 6. I have had more sensory nightmares where I have felt cold, tiredness & even felt objects I have picked up but as I was older it wasn't as scary.

I normally dream in colour but this one nightmare was in black and white which made it really creepy. I was in my house I tryed going in to bathroom but when I opened the door the whole room was filled with wires and cables I then tryed the toilet but it was the same. I headed to the dining room and found an odd floating ball. It followed me around and then opened a lid and had a drill and went for my face. I ran hid in my living room to and found the rest of my family hiding around the house as well. The ball doesn't enter the living room. I try the front door to find its locked & jammed shut. I hid in room to room hiding from the paroling ball. After a long time (for a dream) It found me and went for my face and I woke up.

Another nightmare I had was recurring. My family and I were walking in a national park. I go to explore a pit on sand and sandman/monster starts to climb out. We all start to sprint we head of a very steep and rocky hill because we see an inn or silimar building at the top of it. It takes so long to climb with me being the youngest Im the slowest and the last to get to the building. I enter and go to the front desk and try to explain but it goes on deaf ears. Most times I woke up just as the monster opens to door. The last time I ever had the nightmare I found a hiding spot in the toilets. The monster enters paces around for awhile and I woke up and never had the nighmare again.

 

[The Funslinger]

A friend of mine died back in January in a car crash. I had a nightmare where he was still alive, and I tried to warn him not to go, because I knew that if he left, it was going to happen.

I didn't want to wake up knowing that I couldn't change what happened.

Someone I knew died recently, and I've seen her in my dreams. One that was really horrible was one where she was okay. I was having a picnic, and heard her call me. I ran to her and hugged her, so happy that the horible dream where she had died was over.

It was the horrible, slow realization that it was just a dream and trying to believe it was real that made it horrible.

I suppose that wa the worst dream I have had, although I didn't think it was a nightmare, kinda the opposite.

Sorry for both your losses. I've been having something similar, though obviously not as bad.

Recently, my girlfriend broke up with me, confessing that at a party, she had kissed another guy and that for a couple of days before that, she had been considering ending things because "the spark was gone".

In any case, despite all of this, I've been missing her terribly, and for the past couple of days, I'll have been almost half awake, and I'll think I'll hear a buzzing (my phone receiving a text) and I'll think "what if it's her. It's got to be her. Maybe things will be okay!" and I'll drift off to the remaining hour or so of sleep peaceful and happy. Then I'll wake up for college and think "oh yeah, that text!"

I'll lean over to pick up my phone, and flip it open. Nothing. No text. It was all in my mind.

Every damn time.

 

[Cheesus333]

I had a nightmare when I was about 4 in which an enormous tarantula (approximately the size of a 42" screen TV... so about 42", I suppose) was clung to my mum's bedroom window. When she saw it it scared her so much that she ran through the house, leaped out of a different window and died. Then her corpse somehow burst into flames.

I've been severely arachnophobic ever since.

 

[The Funslinger]

I rarely remember dreams, so the only nightmare I can remember is one that seems to be recurring.
The nightmare appears to reappear whenever I'm ill.

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. i.e. 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 appears to be a grain of sand), and carry it on the tip of my little finger; but it turns out to feel really heavy (I manage to lift it just fine, it just feels incredibly heavy).
At this point I normally wake up with a horrible sensation of downforce or something.

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

I'm just your lay individual doing a psychology course, but the best I can make of that is that you feel some burden in your life. Possibly you may be dreading some difficult and complicated choice.

As for my worst nightmare, I'm not sure. When I was a kid, I used to have a recurring one of being mauled by the Fox's Mints polar bear. He'd come to life, step down off his block of ice and rip my throat out.

A couple of months ago I had one where I was walking down a driveway, when a green panther jumped out at me. It chased me across the world (represented by scene transitions) and occasionally swiping at my back. For some reason I was limping out of the ocean on a dark night. Then I blinked. It was day and I realized I was in Minecraft. I thought it couldn't possibly have followed me here. I turned, and saw it had. Then I remembered it was Minecraft, and signed out. That was when I woke up.

 

[Jonluw]

I rarely remember dreams, so the only nightmare I can remember is one that seems to be recurring.
The nightmare appears to reappear whenever I'm ill.

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. i.e. 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 appears to be a grain of sand), and carry it on the tip of my little finger; but it turns out to feel really heavy (I manage to lift it just fine, it just feels incredibly heavy).
At this point I normally wake up with a horrible sensation of downforce or something.

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

I'm just your lay individual doing a psychology course, but the best I can make of that is that you feel some burden in your life. Possibly you may be dreading some difficult and complicated choice.

I sort of doubt that one as the dream was most frequent when I was still in elementary school. I was fairly carefree as a child.

 

[arnoldthebird]

Everybody I love being taken away from me, and having to continue living my life with out them

 

[Warachia]

I rarely remember dreams, so the only nightmare I can remember is one that seems to be recurring.
The nightmare appears to reappear whenever I'm ill.

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. i.e. 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 appears to be a grain of sand), and carry it on the tip of my little finger; but it turns out to feel really heavy (I manage to lift it just fine, it just feels incredibly heavy).
At this point I normally wake up with a horrible sensation of downforce or something.

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

Well I can try analysing that for you:

Spoiler

sometimes it isn't the big things that make life hard, for example, people would rather take large projects at work than have small fights with their spouses, maybe the little thing was something small that happened far in the past that's always been on your mind, weighing you down so to speak and it feels terrible to think of it, whereas all of the big things were large events that were over quickly and had no real impact, which is why they felt light. The checkerboard floor though, not really sure, I guess you just needed something to anchor as a floor that had some level of depth perception.

This is all speculation though, as analysing dreams isn't really anybodies job but the person who had the dream.

On topic though, mine is a dream where everyone I know turns against me, and I end up leaving. That's really it, I'm never scared of dying in my dreams as I know that will take me somewhere different, the worst is when I don't want to see where the dream is headed, rather than what happens in it.

 

[RaffB]

Worst Nightmare?


Dreaming that I was happily back with my ex about 3 weeks after we had split up, then waking up and realising it wasn't true......God that is a horrible feeling...