Well it might not sound so terrible, but i actually find it sad that its my first ever remembered dream. |
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When I was younger, I had several recurring nightmares of a room in my basement (the room did not exist in real life). In the first few dreams I would usually be exploring this room, which led deeper into the ground and seemed to be never ending -- it led from room to room, connected by tunnels and ventilation ducts, the rooms varying from abandoned experimental laboratories and dusty old graveyard-like tombs. I remember as I explored further and further into the labyrinth, voices would start to whisper. There would be several voices, some ushering me forward while others told me to go back to safety. The voices would whisper and say things that terrified me to my very bones, and eventually led to me waking myself up with a sense of evil and the fright of impending calamity. |
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Well it might not sound so terrible, but i actually find it sad that its my first ever remembered dream. |
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Previously known as " Dead "
I had a nightmare that turned into one heck of a lucid nightmare. It started with a chase dream, which I have quite often. In this case, I was being chased by a red queen (that's what I knew her as). She chased me into a hallway filled with doors. I opened one after another, being greeted by a tiger, dozens of soldiers, and a wall. I couldn't escape, and I knew from the spine-tingling sensation that the woman was almost upon me. Then, I woke up with a jerking sensation and spent about ten paranoia-filled minutes rationalizing. My heart was pounding. |
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When i died in a volcano lava |
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I have a few peeps might find interesting. When I was a child, I was afflicted by demons!!! lol, not really, thats what my mom told me it was. It was actually some intense night terrors I would experience that went on for a few years after a pretty harsh emotional trauma. |
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Weird dreams as a kid, where my best friend died. |
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I remember my worst nightmare was not one where I was in any danger, it was most of my friends and family. I remember I was in some city when a large army invaded that looked similar the armies of Nazi Germany. I remember my friends were keeping me in hiding to train because I was somehow destined to save the city from the invading forces. I remember throughout the course of the dream many of my friends died protecting me and hiding me and I could do nothing because I knew was supposed to somehow save the whole city later and if I died ALL of my friends would die. |
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“When you call yourself an Indian or a Muslim or a Christian or a European, or anything else, you are being violent. Do you see why it is violent? Because you are separating yourself from the rest of mankind. When you separate yourself by belief, by nationality, by tradition, it breeds violence. So a man who is seeking to understand violence does not belong to any country, to any religion, to any political party or partial system; he is concerned with the total understanding of mankind.”
My worst one... Hmm... I can just narrow it down to one. Basically, I don't like to sleep so I had been avoiding it for about a week. I fell asleep in the bath and dreamed that I was in a burning house (presumable the temperature of the water caused that) and then I fell into an ocean suddenly and was drowning. Scariest thing was that when I woke up, I really was drowning. |
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my emotionally most disturbing dream was when a good friend of mine ignored me and i couldnt reach her. |
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It's been so long since I had a nightmare, so basically I've forgotten all of them, except one. This dream took place when I was around 9 or 10. Looking back now I wonder why it scared me so. Now, whenever I think of it, it's more freaky than anything. In the dream my face was underwater looking up. What I saw was a black background and a male human face. Although, because of the rippling effect of the water I couldn't make out too much of the face at first. Based on the shape of his head it reminded me of the comedian Rip Taylor. I don't know how many of you know of or remember of him, but if you don't, just google him or look him up on wikipedia. |
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I can't recall my nightmares that great, so I'll do the next best thing, and tell you one I wouldn't want to have. |
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I could be bounded in a nutshell and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.
-Shakespeare
I dont feel bad now that I see what others do. |
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My worst was a reoccurring nightmare that I started getting around 5-6 years old and continued to sporatically get it throughout my late teens. It involved being held down to a mattress by some invisible force while a ceiling full of millions of needles decended on me. The worst part was the voice though. It was my mother's voice, and I could never remember what she was saying, but it was slowed down to where it just sounded like one long continuous word. I cannot describe the horror of that sound, the excruciating slowness of it, the hopeless feeling that it would never end. I always woke up in complete panic, screaming. To this day, if I hear something similar to that voice, I will get flashbacks to that nightmare and get horrible feelings of anxiety. *shivers* |
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Sorrow Found Me When I Was Young
Sorrow Waited
Sorrow Won
I have nightmares quite often, and I remember a lot from each of them. Some are typical someone-is-chasing-me stuff, and others are just absolutely horrible. One that sticks out is when I couldn't help this woman who had her baby taken from her by this man, who then repeatedly stomped on the newborn child. I woke up feeling so awful. I'm sure I've killed my family a few times in my dream. I also had a continuous nightmare of walking down a street, where a clown sat at the end of each corner, and everytime I passed him, he'd reappear in front of me, waiting. I've fallen from cliffs, been stabbed, haunted, and had nightmares that I've woekn up, only to be fooled and terrified all over again. I've even woken up from a nightmare only to drift back off directly into it. In fact, it was a severe nightmare that led me to this very site. |
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I know this topic is old but i really feel the need to tell you about a nightmare i had last night. |
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I never seem to have any nightmares anymore, which I hope stays that way, but I used to a lot before I turned ten. |
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My worst nightmare wasn't actually a nightmare but a sleep-paralysis hallucination, so I'll share my second scariest experience, which was a dream. |
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I like destruction and reality, and one invariably leads to the other.
'Dreams are real while they last. Can we say more of life?'
'We die to remember what we live to forget'
Last night I had this weird dream where I was in some type of convenience store when a black boy with a red t-shirt and a red chocolate bar and a blue chocolate bar and I hear a faint whisper that says crips or bloods. I pick the red bar then the boy yells no. Suddenly the windows break and everything in the store goes flying around and suddenly I see a dark room with a flash light shining on a covered table. Next thing I know I am in a room with a bed, a chair, and a dangling light. I was talking to a black muscular man with a tan shirt. When I notice sharp nails on him then the light flickers. When it fully turns on a more fatter version of him pulls his fingers out then the lights flicker again and when they turn on a acid burned man mixed with sludge with knives and all of this with loud scary classical music in the background plays. Then it got up and that is when I woke up. |
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My worst (and recurring) nightmare is me being locked in a sleep paralysis like state with a bright beam of light ripping me upwards out of bed. With startling sudden-ness I end up on an examining table surrounded by grey aliens who dissect me while I am awake and fully capable of feeling pain. Sometimes they just stir around my insides. Other times I feel them ruthlessly rip organs out. Once they cut my skull open and I felt them pull out my brain and replace it. I can now sometimes become lucid during these dreams. But even lucidity doesn't always save me. Occasionally I can will myself out of the paralysis by using all the hatred and murderous rage I can muster. In those instances I sometimes I get to attack my tormentors. But usually I'll simple wake up after I break the paralysis. |
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As a child in waking life, after I had dinner, I went into my bedroom and laid on my back in my bed to read a book. |
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I've had nightmares of natural disasters like tsunamis, massive volcanic explosions and earthquakes. They were frequent when I was a kid and I always woke up crying because I always lost my family to these disasters. |
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As a child my worst nightmare was a huge smooth stone wheel that slowly rolled in empty space. And all I could do was to watch it as it slowly turned at the same spot. I dont recall if there was even black or white space. But what was very clear to me was that this was the real reality, and it had no end to it. I didn't get this as a thought of that this was all there is in eternity. I felt that this was what will be or is in eternity. That feeling of eternity made me terrified even after waking up. |
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You are not your thoughts...
I awake in a forest to find two animals (a fox and a black wolf) along with a man. I knew he wasn't bad and the animals were connected to each of use. The fox was mine and the wolf was his. Everything started out great. then i woke up |
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Last edited by jamesred; 01-04-2017 at 10:51 AM. Reason: forgot stuff
So I am currently having a seriously messed up recurring Nightmare lately. I wake up in a glass box in an emaculate white room. My closest freinds and family are all cuffed (wrists ankles and neck) to the wall in a circle, suspended against it. They all wake up, then they all start choking and being shocked with electricity, all the while screaming at me to help. I can't do any thing because I am locked in the glass box, and it is quickly filling with what I assume is blood. I keep listening to them all screaming as i start to drown, then i start to hear my tinnitus kick in as everything fades to black and I wake up sweating and lying on the floor. If anyone has anything to Say about this dream that'd be cool, I am currently trying to figure it out anyway. |
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