Thread: What the earlyst dream that you can remember?

Remembering a dream from when she was in a crib? Wow. Just wow. The earliest dream I remember was from when I was three or so, and I was in a fight with my cousin at her house. I remember the dream exactly, but the detail in the dream was...well...nonexistant. I mean, at one point we ran from her living room to her bathroom and the entire house dissapeared and we were just running in blackness and then the house reappeared when we reached the bathroom...Meh, my dreams are screwy. The next dream I remember was when I was seven, but it's kind of private...

I remember my first lucid dream. Dont remember many before that.

I was waiting in line for something. Dont remember what exactly, but it was some sort of sign up. I was looking around and everything seemed sort of shadowy, and people didn't have faces. I looked closer and realised, "This cant be real". I then knew i was dreaming and everything burst into color and everything was so detailed it was amazing. I looked around and said to myself, "I WANNA GO TO A PLAYGROUND!!!" and that's exactly what i did. I ran out the door of the building i was in and i was in a playground and i started playing with a bunch of DCs.
These guys in black suits and dark sunglasses started chasing me and i started to run faster and faster. They kept up with me so i started to imagine stuff and have it pop into my hand. I'd then throw it. These were objects like eggs and bowling balls. I finally got away and i continued playing on the playground with my DCs.

I was about 10 when i had this dream. I dont know why it's stuck in my head for so long but i'm happy it has. my first LD!

Vox

I must have been 5 or 6...
Maybe I only remembered this dream because it was so horrible and seemd so real.

The day before I took a saw and used it to make notches into the bar end of our rocking horse.

In my dream I sawed at the horses mout and the horse ate my saw.

I woke up and had cold swett everywhere. I went to the horse (which I very liked) and the lips were not hurt.
But I could not find my saw again!
You maybe can imagine what impact such a thing can have on a 5-6 year old child.

From that day on I still liked the horse but also respected the horse (fear, terror). I was so sure that it was a dream but where was my saw?

Maybe my mother thought that a saw was to dangerous for me and put it somewhere else. I found the saw years later again and than remembered that horrible dream...

...That horse must have spit the saw out again...

ooops, there was one dream before that one...

I tried to compensate the death of our dog (Rurik I). He died so young...
My first memories at all are related with him.
I must have been around 2 when he jumped against an electric fence of one of our neighbours.
I was lying in my buggy and ... and...

I'm crying while I write these lines.

The earliest I remember is when I was about 4. I was in my room and I noticed a swarm of bees swarming around above my bed. I got up on my bed and smacked one of them, and suddenly the whole swarm died and the dead bees all fell on my bed, causing me to scream and wake up (the thought of hundreds of dead bugs all over my bed was horrifying).

I HATE dreams about bugs! I had this freaky one where a bee was chasing me around and wouldn't stop. I cut it in half with a knife or a sword (don't remember--it was when I was 10 or so I think...) and it still kept trying to attack me. *shudder* Then the next summer I accidentally sat in a car with a HUGE (2-3 ft radius) beehive and got stung four or five times. I kept having nightmares involving bees for three years or so after that.

I must have been about 1 year old, and I remember my neighbour had giving me a toy car and I was playing with my car when this fat man in a huge hat took it from me and kept hiding behind this swarm of colourful flies, they would fly infront of him hiding him completely and everyonce in a while his head would pop up from the swarm smiling at me, kind of like the porkey pig at the end of cartoons saying that's all folks.....

I still think about the swarm of colour flies to the day, sometimes I use that imagery to relax myself to sleep.

The first dream I remebr was when I was 2 1/2 or 3 1/2 i think. I was in this supermarket and there were alot of people everwhere and they all wanted me to run down the iles to get stuff into a carage to get magic power. I did it and then everyoen was happy and they told me to make stuff dissaper and make things move. I did that and every one was happy and they told me I had powers here when I went to bed. Thats how i started thinking that drema were just as real as rela life. well, i was little so i dint know the differnece. all i knew was that i had poweres when i went to bed. Also, Im a naturla i found out when i came to this site last summer, so I guess this is where it stared...

The earliest dream I remember was a nightmare of sorts. When I was about 3.

When my mom and I were living in San Francisco, we lived in one of those tall skinny houses. And there was a huge fireplace in the downstairs living room. I remember there was this little "soot-monster" that lived in the ashes. And whenever I walked past the living room, he would open his eyes (so all you saw were these big ol' bug-eyes within a pile of soot), and then he would look at me, rise out of the ash, and hover around the living room about an inch off the floor (he had no feet).

It wasn't until years later that I realised it was a dream. My mom even told me that I used to tell her that a little monster lived in the fireplace. I remember that dream as clear as day. Scared the caca-poopoo out of me.


Ol' Sooty:

Originally posted by whoeverwearevox
...These guys in black suits and dark sunglasses started chasing me and i started to run faster and faster.

lol Matrix

They kept up with me so i started to imagine stuff and have it pop into my hand. I'd then throw it. These were objects like eggs and bowling balls.[/b]

lol bowling balls

I remember from like first grade probably.

I was in a room high above a basketball court. I had a ball, so i dribbled a bit, jumped through the plate galss window, and slowly flew down about 10 stories and dunked the ball into the basket. twas sweet.

About 3 I guess. Abstract enough.

I am in an sort of glass dome place. It's pretty but I am focused on an orange statue of a person (with pratically no detail, just the shape of a head and arms, etc). that is all the dream does for what seems like forever, unless I scream really loud to make it shatter into many peices. Then I wake up.

Yeah. lol bowling balls.

My earliest was from when I was about 3. I was lying in bed when a line of ghosts (they looked more like people draped in white sheets, but scary, not comical) came in, surrounded my bed, and looked down at me. I couldn't tell whether they were benevolent or waiting to do something bad to me. I tried to scream for my parents, but all that came out was a hoarse, strained whisper. That may explain why I had my bed moved across the room shortly thereafter...

hm.. i dont remember how old i was but i do remember the dream.

I was standing in my back yard and a HUGE cookiemonster was walking down my street saying something along the lines of "feed me cookes or i will eat you." so i ran around frantically looking for cookies and couldnt find any. eventually when the cookiemonster said time was up i woke up.

scary as hell.

i remember the first dream i remembered, which was around 3 or 4.

the doorbell rang and the door opened. it was barney! i was soo happy, barney came in. hmmm cant remember much after that. but i remember waking up and going to the door. barney was not there. my mommy was up and i proclaimed, "barney was here, barney was here!" and she was like, "oh thats nice." i was trying to explain to her that i saw barney, but of course she was just like, "uh huh" and probably annoyed. i later found out that i had what is called a dream...

I don't really remember the first dream I had, but I remember my first experience of hypnologic imagery when I was about three years old. I remember seeing dots. They got bigger, then smaller, them bigger etc. It really freaked me out.

The first dream I can recall is when I was about 4 or 5 years old. I think I was in a story book of some kind, and at the end of the book, there was this really scary looking wolfman. I think I actually screamed once when I had that dream.

I recall when I was four a dream that involved our Commidore 64 (I think I was losing a game), me and my sister getting kidnapped by a bad guy, and him trying to feed us poisonous pancakes. That's really all I remember except for one of the scenes along a road. That's the earliest one I can recall. The most vivid one I can recall is from 3rd grade. I won't tell it because I'm still waiting another 5 or so years to see if it has any significant value. (don't ask)

-Amé

this was a cool idea to start sitboy. I don't have an actual dream, i dont think, but i remember something very odd that used to happen to me when i was in a dream like state, possibly dreaming. Although, this happened during the first two years of my life when people say we have no memory of any events (although i have numerous ones that i am positive happened) Anyways, i remember that when my dad used to sleep with me, i could never look at his face for too long when he fell asleep because if i did it would morph into the face of a monster and i would become terrified. Now that i think about this, kinda freaks me out, but hopefully it just shows my dream state is full of crazy potential and maybe i'll be able to master this lucid dream thing one day...hoping...

The earliest dream I can remember was when I was around 2 - 2 1/2 and it was of these incredibly large (they were absolutely HUGE) tight-rope walkers that were very round with short stubby arms and legs. I remember them having blue skin, red stretchy suits, and horns. They were facing eachother one on each end of the rope with their poles stretched out really far to both sides and all of the scenery around them was a blank red stretching on endlessly. They also had really big noses too.

earliest i can remember; i was about 5. i was burning tied up to one of those big flagpoles (like everyone thought i was a witch back when they used to burn people)
I mostly remember nightmares from my childhood.

Now i can beat up the people who piss me off instead of just staying there doing nothing.

This is not actually a dream, it's more of a dream theme. Anyway, when I was around 7 (17 now), I had a lot of similar dreams. In those dreams I was in my cousins' house's upstairs. I was going down the stairs, and slowly started to float. Then I floated downstairs with my head first. Sometimes the dream ended there, but sometimes I got further. This was a really common dream for me, and I remember that flying/floating was amazing 8)

When I was 3-5 years old, I used to have a lot of nightmares. These nightmares were reccuring and dealt with the same several themes, most of which I remember very well. They might've look a bit silly for an adult, but they absolutely terrified me at the time. Only one of those is still very, VERY rarely comes up in my dreams up to this day (well, not up to THIS day, my latest dream involving it was maybe 2 years ago), but it serves more as comic relief then a nightmare, as it is now seem rediculous and just can't scare me. This specific nightmare, which was definetly dominant among my different nightmares at that early age, was actually actively induced into a normal dream and used by me when I was a bit older, say 7-12 years old, to wake myself up from dreams.

Originally posted by gvoigt21
this was a cool idea to start sitboy. I don't have an actual dream, i dont think, but i remember something very odd that used to happen to me when i was in a dream like state, possibly dreaming. Although, this happened during the first two years of my life when people say we have no memory of any events (although i have numerous ones that i am positive happened) Anyways, i remember that when my dad used to sleep with me, i could never look at his face for too long when he fell asleep because if i did it would morph into the face of a monster and i would become terrified. Now that i think about this, kinda freaks me out, but hopefully it just shows my dream state is full of crazy potential and maybe i'll be able to master this lucid dream thing one day...hoping...

Ever heard about Sigmund Freud's theories about psychology at young age? The Oediphus complex? If you didn't, I think it'll be better if I won't tell you .

i was younger than 4yrs at the time when i slept on the bottom bunk of (yep u guessed it) bunkbeds. i dreamt that a giant cockroach stuck its head down from the top bunk to check me out. i dont like cockroaches. they eat human eyelashes.

The earliest dream I can remember was a reoccuring dream I only had when my aunt visited. I was around 7-8 years old at the time. Basically, what would happen is that there would be these strange people in blue suits with goldfishes instead of heads. They would make everyone else the same by strapping them to operating tables. I would be the only one left, and eventually they catch me and strap me down. I always woke up at the moment the scalpel was coming down.