Reamous

The dream began as I attended a track practice, except this one everyone would stay the night in cabins. Once we were all in our cabins, we went to bed. As soon as I fell asleep IN THE DREAM, I begin dreaming. So basically I was dreaming within a dream. In the dream dream, I am walking down a hallway. The walls are made of glass, but most of them are busted out. The sky is a dark grey. I approach a part of the hallway where there is a man with a glass butterfly. The butterfly is made of shards from the windows, and the man is rubbing his hands along the butterfly (it's a big butterfly, about 3 feet tall and 2 feet wide). His hands slide along the top of the glass, and when I get near him, his neck snaps up and he says, "I never left you, but you left me." Then he resumes his work.

After that I turn and walk further down the hallway, but a famous actor (don't know who, just know they were famous and an actor) appears in front of me. My voice comes over the dream and, like in those movies where diaries/journals are read aloud, I say, "And I'll be damned if--you know what? Why the hell is [actor's name(can't remember)] so scary?" At that moment, the actor twitches uncontrollably and attacks me.

I wake up screaming. IN THE CABIN.

I sigh, saying "It was only a dream." I roll over and go back to sleep in the dream, going back to the exact same dream. The actor is replaced with someone different. I go through the exact same steps, wake up screaming in the cabin, and then re-enter the dream dream six times. At the end of the sixth dream dream, I'm finally aware that I'm dreaming. I become lucid in the dream dream and run to the end of the hall, which has a large piece of glass on it. I reassure myself, saying "I'm in control here, not the nightmare." I try to calm down, but when I look into the window, I see my reflection. Panic engulfs me as I recall hearing how mirrors are usually scary in dreams. Behind me, there is a shadowy woman with frayed hair and contorted arms. She screams and leaps onto me.

Scared but relieved to be out of the nightmare, I wake up. And I still see the cabin. I'm borderline hysterical by this point. I felt trapped inside a never-ending nightmare. Luckily, I force myself to awaken from the cabin dream and wake up in my own bed. I'm burning up and sweaty, but also scared senseless. I try to sit up, but find I'm apparently still in sleep paralysis. None of my limbs work, and I can practically feel the woman jumping onto me. My heart is pounding faster than it ever has before, and I eventually get my muscles to cooperate. I get up and sit on the couch, where I watch TV, nearly cry, and eventually (after 2 1/2 hours) fall back asleep.

I am completely baffled as to how I became TRAPPED inside the nightmare. Can anyone here please give me more information on this, and how I can combat it if it happens again? I'm almost afraid to close my eyes.

Thanks for taking the time to read this, and I'll be looking for any responses.

--Reamous

PS. This is the first nightmare I've had in a long time. Don't know if that information aids you at all, but there it is.

I was in a dark room with some barrels and chairs. I heard footsteps so I tried to hide. All of the sudden the Amnesia Monster breaks down a door and starts toward me. I screamed, and another one busted down the other door. They hissed, "We're coming to get you!" and I screamed louder.

When I woke up, I was in my first block Government class. My teacher was shaking my shoulder and calling me a "coal bucket." I hope I wasn't actually screaming.

I was napping earlier today and I felt the heavy feeling of SP coming on, so I waited patiently and tried imagining dreams in my head. I heard someone banging pots and pans together very loudly, so I tried to ignore it. It got louder. I shouted shut up in my head, and it stopped. Only to be replaced with one hundred people talking loudly at the same time. After this went on, I said be quiet again, and a little girl's voice was singled out. I didn't understand what she said, but it echoed when she finished. I thought about how creepy that was, and then heard static. It was creepy sounding static, like dead air on a radio. Eventually everything stopped and I felt a lead blanket cover me up, pushing me into the bed. I woke up anyway.

I just thought it was neat to see the hallucinations change as my thoughts did. It was almost like they changed with my mood.

I dreamed I was standing in my grandmother's yard. Children were boarding a space shuttle to fly up in space. After it launched, the kids made it half way to the atmosphere, then the ship exploded. All the kids screamed at once and went silence. It rained bodies.

I had a dream Sunday that I was in a church, my church. I was talking to someone with blonde hair, it was some guy I didn't recognize. Steve (our preacher) began to talk and I looked down from the crow's nest (place I film the service in) to see a casket beside Steve. He opened it and my Dad was in it dead. Mom and my sister were on the front row crying. Dream ended.

The next day my Dad comes home from work and tells me his Dad died.

I thought how weird that was, but didn't say anything to him. I had told Mom of my dream Sunday, and she thought it strange too. My grandpa lived in Florida, and I live in VA so it would only be logical to have his service down there. My dream was in VA. I told Mom that's where it would be and she informed me later that they were indeed having it in VA, in our church. He had no insurance so we had to cremate him and have his ashes sent home. At the service yesterday (memorial service, not actual funeral), I walked in to practice a song I was to play before the thing started. When I finished, a voice said, "Good job Zac." I freaked. But it was my cousin who I hadn't seen in a while. He was in the crow's nest. Before I knew it he had put the ladder down and invited me up. I sat up there and talked to him, like in the dream.

Later, when the service started, we all had to sit in the front row. Mom and my sister were crying (but a lot of people were, so...) in the same spot in the dream.

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What do you all make of this?

Thanks,
Reamous

I was at a gas station getting gas when I realized I had no money on me at all. I panicked, because I had already pumped the gas into my car, $15.00 worth. On my way to tell the service people, I stopped, turned around, and said aloud, "Ah, I'm in a dream, I don't need to pay." and drove away. NEVER BECOMING LUCID!!!

I went to bed early the other night. I was trying to do the technique where you lie still and trick your mind that you're asleep. I began to hear deep noises, like bass drums, and saw flashing lights on my eyelids. I got excited and my eyes began to open. I tried calming down, but it was like my breath was coming faster. It scared me a little, but I eventually saw Ronald Reagan telling me to "Tear down that wall!" It was OK, but then I woke up. Tried again, but failed. I nearly was in the dream. Almost....

I took a nap a few minutes ago, and accidentally made it to the "tired-but-not-asleep" state. The state where reality blends with dreams. I thought, "I wonder if I can induce a dream." I used the FILD method and instantly heard a loud noise screaming over and over. It was my name being yelled on a loop. I panicked and tried to run, but told my self not to, because I knew it was a dream. The noise stopped. I was standing in darkness. I thought of my bedroom and began building the room. The walls appeared, and then, for some reason I still do not know, I panicked again. My body froze, and I felt numb. My name was called again and I began to wake. I pleaded to myself to stay asleep, but it was too late.

I woke up and couldn't move. It felt like my entire body was asleep. I moved my arm and numbing tingles shot up to my shoulder. I waited a minute and finally got up. Dad said he had been yelling for me to wake up for five minutes.