What is the scariest dreams you ever had?
I was dreaming that I woke up and there was a strange man cooking at my stove. He was very white and very opaque but his features and clothes were still very sharp and distinct. I watched him cook and when he finished, he started to walk down the hall and he passed right through me. That is when I knew that I was dreaming.
I told him to get out of my house that this was my dream. He turned and looked at me as if to say how dare you challenge me. I told him to get out again that I didn't want him in my dream. He started walking toward me. As he advanced I told myself that I wouldn't back down that this was my dream and he would leave. (in a very authoritative tone). He still came toward me.
He walked right up to me and grabbed my wrist. I still told him to leave again. He leaned to me and just as his lips were about to touch mine I woke up screaming because I couldn't make him leave.
I turned on every light in the house and slept like that for weeks afterwards.
The Dog with the Shifty Eye's
Before anyone asks No I don't mean the Episode of the Simpson withMel Gibson : )
The scariest dream I ever had (still sends shivers down my spine) was when I was about 15. The Dream starts with me and my housemate (someone I don't know but inherently trust) moving into a new appartment.
The dream is fairly normal until my housemate brings back a stray dog. This dog immediately raises the hairs at the back of my neck and from the beginning I dislike the dog. I try to convince my housemate that there's something wrong with the dog but obviously he doesn't believe me.
The rest of the nightmare was a futile attempt by me to expose the dog for the evil entity that I know him to be even though in the dream the dog does nothing that I can remember, to prove that he is anything but a stray dog.
The dream ends with the dog doing something that is not immediately apparent in the dream, but that I know about nonetheless. I actually start crowing at the dog that this time he can't cover up the evidience and this time people will believe me! The Dog's reply is to turn his head, fix me with those scary yellow eyes and ...for the first time in the whole dream...speaks to me telling me that he doesn't understand why I have such a problem with him.
Of course at this stage I'm shocked into speechlessness and the dog goes on to explain that I am correct and that he will not be able to cover up the evidence of his deed. However as he is no longer that same dog (while he's explaining this, my point of view starts to change) it's not really his problem.
It's at this point that I realise that I have become the dog and the dog has become me....which is also the point my housemate bursts in ...with a shotgun .... screaming at me to get away from " that evil creature"...he points the shotgun at the dog ...which of course is me ...pulls the trigger ...and I wake up
Well ...it scared the crapola outta me .
One of My scariest dreams
This is not my scariest dream (Close to it though) but is the one I remember best because it is a recurring dream I have had probably 40 or more times in about 15 years.
I am a paratrooper doing a night jump onto a huge hill.
It's dark and rainy.
The visibility is terrible and I am soon soaked from the rain and mud when up the hill come other soldiers,
LOTS of them.
Enemy soldiers.
There is an extreme exchange of gunfire and our position is over run.
I see other men from my company being killed as we retreat down the backside of the hill into thick brush.
Between the dark and the rain causing poor visibility and the thick brush we are stuck with no place to go and one by one everyone is being slaughtered.
Finally out of the dark and rain come about 5 men who shoot both the man on my right and the man on my left, They then fire at me and I see a bright flashes in the dark and am aware of being hit multiple times and I know I am dying.
Then I wake up.
I have had this dream 3 or 4 times a year for well over 10 years and it is always exactly the same.
I always wake up sweating with my heart pounding.
( I was never a paratrooper in real life)