Thread: Your Worst Nightmares

I have had some crazy ass dreams. I think the worst one would actually be a dream of something that has actually happened to me. I frequently dream of times where I was physically abused by an ex boyfriend of mine (who Karma has retributed with for he died a couple years ago drunk driving... not that I'm happy about that but it is a relief.)... anyway, but because they are dreams they're somewhat worse because they have those nightmarish elements of feeling trapped, immense fear, and other things. I could remember feeling blood aganst my face and tasting it in my mouth. I've even woken up with scratches on me and thin bleeding cuts. It's been to crazy, and I'm not even remembering all of the dreams I've woken up screaming from. I feel pretty sheepish though when I wake up trying to untie the ropes around me and finding that they are just my sheets. hehe... Oops.

The scariest dream I ever had is in its own thread in this section.
But a close second would be the one I had when I was about 7 years old.
In the dream I was walking thorugh a store, k-mart I believe. My dad or mom was with me in one of the aisles, but I wandered off like kids do. I went through the aisles and saw something which was unusual. A old lady with white hair and wrinkles, but her skin was a greenish blue color. It contrasted quite badly with her hair. I wasn't scared when I first saw her though. I went to the end of the aisle, and laid down, as if I was sleeping. The next thing I knew this lady was climbing on top of me, and breathing heavily making this hissing sound. She came closer to my face, and I woke up. The scariest part was that when I woke up, my eyes opened instantly and for less than a second I still saw her on top of me. It vanished rather quickly, but it was still scary. For a long time, I thought she was a real person who went around in people's dreams while they were asleep. I never had another dream with that lady in it though.

I have violent, scary dreams all the time but alot of the time it's intentional lol .

I had a reoccuring dream with slight variations from the age of 4 to the age of 34 years. I would either participate in killing an old woman or be blamed for killing her. I would often find her bodyparts at my feet when I was showering myself, or in the bedroom, or I would be burying her alive etc.

How they stopped is I went to a homeopath for a skin condition called formication after one redback spider bite on my spinal cord in which I exercised and placed the poison thru my body.

The homeopath went over various lists such as foods I liked and whether I prefered hot or cold showers, to sleep with sheets over me etc. She then came to the question of any reoccuring dreams. I felt so embarassed I did not want to say anything. I told her and she gave me a small tablet the size of a pinhead.

The dreams took around a month to stop and my whole life turned upside-down.

The old lady now turns up in my dreams. She is always the advisor. She reads tarot cards, brings me gifts of significance, warns me by taking me to her house etc.

What I found out was that I was sabotaging my own wise woman or self. I was deny things for other people - trying to be nice.

my scariest nightmare was this recurring dream i used to have (as in almost every night for a couple of years) that i was in my room, except my room was in a castle on the beach, and i looked out the window and saw a t-rex (dinosaur) walking up and down the beach and i turned to my sister who was asleep in her bed and i wanted her to wake up and see the t-rex.
she wouldn't answer me though, so i got up and rolled her over and she was a skeleton - and then i woke up

it might not seem that scary, but it is when your 4 years old!

I'm in my house, more or less, and there's this large grandfather clock, and every hour some sort of monster comes out of a Santa-like sack. I have exactly one hour to try to get out, or away some how from the monster. These monsters would either just stand there menacingly while I cowered in some corner, or under my sheets terrified, or talk about doing very horrible graphic things. Either way I'm pretty much scared shitless the whole hour. This was before I was ever able to I suppose switch out of my dreams, so I often contemplated about just getting up, and letting whatever pretty much kill me. Go my self-preservation!

Originally Posted by chanchapa

I'm in my house, more or less, and there's this large grandfather clock, and every hour some sort of monster comes out of a Santa-like sack. I have exactly one hour to try to get out, or away some how from the monster. These monsters would either just stand there menacingly while I cowered in some corner, or under my sheets terrified, or talk about doing very horrible graphic things. Either way I'm pretty much scared shitless the whole hour. This was before I was ever able to I suppose switch out of my dreams, so I often contemplated about just getting up, and letting whatever pretty much kill me. Go my self-preservation!

I used to have pretty similar recurring nightmares, except the monsters were the broomsticks from Disney's Fantasia. I had about ten minutes to hide, and they always found me no matter where I was. Sometimes they would throw me into a massive pot of boiling water, other times they would rip me limb from limb. I taught myself how to wake myself up from these nightmares though, which is what got me interested in lucid dreaming.

I had this dream where i needed to crawl my way out to come somwhere else in these narrow passages, or the dream where this demon putted me in this tiny space where i coud barely breath.

The point is i hate narrow passage's/spots

Originally Posted by Pensive Patrick

I used to have pretty similar recurring nightmares, except the monsters were the broomsticks from Disney's Fantasia. I had about ten minutes to hide, and they always found me no matter where I was. Sometimes they would throw me into a massive pot of boiling water, other times they would rip me limb from limb. I taught myself how to wake myself up from these nightmares though, which is what got me interested in lucid dreaming.

Yeah, I actually learned how to just change my dreams after I got really annoyed with that one. And nice fantasia dream. ;D

My most memorable one was when I was around 7.

I was at a small zoo with no walls or hills on a big flat plateau. It was kind of connected to others, was grassy, and there was a huge drop to the ground, which I could not see from my perspective. At the zoo they had these giraffes with necks that could lengthen, but they could not walk up hills for some reason. They kept multiple in a depression, steep slopes, but also grassy and not fenced off. Of course I fell in. I tried to run up and out as fast as I could, but the giraffe heads were chasing me, because their necks kept growing. I slipped on a rock just before I got out and my parents were there to try and help me up. THey werent fast enough, and i got hit by the giraffe horns, of which the monster giraffes had.

Sorry that was so long, feel lucky I didnt write all of my good ones!

any nightmare that occurs during a false awakening, because that's, of course, always when I believe that it's real the most. And my mind always comes up with something that's scary, but still more logical than most dream-related things during FA's.

One nightmare that will haunt me for the rest of my life.

My dad... told me to... kill him.:insomnia:

Thats when i screamed "Wake up!" and started to hit myself.

I dreamed once that I couldn’t wake up. And my family and friends thought I was dead. There was a funeral for me. My brother and father picked me up out of my casket at the funeral service. One by my hands and the other by my feet.

They swung me like you would to toss a body off of a ship, or building. They tossed me into my grave. I still remember feeling the thump as I landed on my back at the bottom of this 10 foot deep grave.

I knew it was ten foot because I heard all of the planning that had been done. everything. All of the conversations that took place.

Lying there the whole time on the cold stainles steel unable to move or speak or open my eyes. I could only listen. I heard bad things and good things that people said about me (wont get into that).

Laying there in the bottom my grave, on my back, no casket, and they started burying me. The first shovel of earth landed on my chest. The second, on my face.

I woke myself up and my pillow was soaked. Tears or sweat, I dunno.

Lucid? I wish...

And xMx ...

I used have the stereotypical "falling dream" quite often. Somehow I've been pushed out of an airplane, (whose cabin is strangely not a typical airplane cabin, but the dreamscape from a totally different setting, and one of the doors in the dreamscape somehow ends up being the side door of the airplane) and I try both parachutes. Neither of them work. I try to change direction to hit something like water, but every time I do, a sudden gust of wind blows me back towards a grove of spiky dead pine trees or something else tall and sharp. I jolt awake just as I'm arm's length from the tree, feeling exhausted.

Twice I've woken up on the floor beside the bed, distinctly remembering falling asleep on top of it.

I frequently dream of my teeth falling out. I think this freaks me out more than any other nightmare. The last time I had this nightmare I was screaming at myself to wake up, but I somehow managed to convince myself that it was not a dream but reality...

One of the worst nightmares I had, I was walking down my street, and somehow my house wasn't there. I panicked and started running in every direction. Then, I saw a stage where Oprah was doing an interview with someone who has a mental illness (I think.) It was like if I was watching it on tv. The camera zoomed on Oprah's face as she said the man's illness. I was so scared that I woke up.

I don't know what she said, but I only know I that I couldn't sleep for the rest of the night.

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This dream I had when I was about 11 ish. It starts out as my mother and I having a conversation very late at night about the supposed apocalypse coming in 2012 and how supposedly it was something because the sun would stop existing that year, however the dream had nothing to do with this. So finally after being exhausted we both went to sleep (and yes this is all a dream) and in the dream itself had a much less vivid dream about something i dont rermember. So then I had a false awakening back into the much more vivid dream, walked into the room my mom was sleeping in to continue the conversation about the apocalypse but she wasn't there. I also smelled something rancid coming from the kitchen and checked the fridge to see a bucket of bloody cut up human skin tissue. I then went into the living room and spotted an almost dead female body skinned fully and bound to the wall in a way that you'd bound someone to a cross. I felt an extreme sadness looking at her and thought this must be what someone did to my mother while i was sleeping. Then I looked behind me to find my mother and said to her ''I am so glad you're alive'' and she responded... ''of course I am''. And then looked back at the body and asked her who is this? And she told me '' This is your sister, and you're next'' looking at me with a lifeless expression.
I then saw her knock me unconcious and I woke up right next to my sister's body bound to the wall seeing my mother skinning me with a knife. When I looked at her face close enough I noticed that it wasn't my mother, but it was some woman who looked eerily similar to her.

I have only had this dream once, but it was terrible.
I am in a jungle on a little stream in a wooden boat, and am looking around me when suddenly I realize that there are snakes everywhere on land, and that there is no place for me to get out of the boat. The stream is so narrow I can almost reach out and touch the snakes. And that is where I woke up, thankfully...
There were all kinds of them, big and small and different colors...*shudder*

Like many above, I also had my most disturbing dream when I was very young.
I dreamed I was watching a Daredevil, like Evil Knievil, try to jump a gorge on a motorbike. (I suppose the dream could also have been influenced by that Simpsons episode where Homer skateboards over springfield gorge.)
The Daredevil would pretty much fall as soon as even trying to jump the gorge, and I would see a worms eye view of him scraping down the rocky cliffside, doing some pretty bad damage to himself on the way down.
The dream would then jump back up to a view of the ledge from where he fell, and he was sitting down, with one leg missing. Blood would pour, almost like an overflowing drainage grate, from his leg and into the gorge.

Now if you can picture a police station interrogation room, (sort of like a dark green bricked, small confined room with a swinging lightbulb, and with a two way mirror.) After the gorge seen, I'm now in the viewing room of this interrogation room, looking through the mirror. The Daredevil sits slightly off center from the middle of the room, and stares through the mirror, at me. Once again his leg is pouring blood profusely onto the cold floor of the interrogation room, and it slowly fills, eventually engulfing the view of the two way mirror.
The whole time, Mr Daredevil kept staring at me, as if nothing was wrong at all.

Now, I haven't read many of the other nightmares in this thread, but I was only a toddler when I had this dream. I can tell you now, it definitely did some damage to me. Daredevil stunts like that freak the hell outa me!

one night when i was 21 or 22, i was listening to relaxing music, dolphin type stuff.
i had a dream and this is still the worse nightmare i had to date, i was in a huge mall, and for some odd reason i was totally shitting my self, i knew there was something outside of the mall that wanted to hurt me, i somehow also knew what it was, it was something like kingkong but 10x the size of him
i was standing near the doors of the mall totally freaking out, and a priest was walking towards the doors, i tried to warn him; but he looked at me like its ok there's nothing out there, i was screaming my head off at him to not go outside;
a security guard came along cause i was going off my head, he was about to take me away, when suddenly when the priest was standing just a little bit outside, a huge ape hand came down and lifted him away, the security guard now was like wtf!!!!!! i found some place in the mall to sleep, in the morning, still dreaming; i heard the ape thing talk to my mind, saying it was gonna get me!... i was freaking out

I don't know if this is a nightmare, but it is horror based, I wasn't exactly scared when I was dreaming but anyway...

Me, my dad, and my sister were in a broken down city, much like Raccoon city from Resident evil, we were trying to get away from these giant crows, the crows were about as big as an average human being. While we were hiding I found these giant eggs that held baby crows in them, even though they were pretty big like the size of an adult bald eagle, they hatched and let out this PIERCING SCREAM. I killed them with my bare hands by breaking their necks, lol I know pretty brutal, then we continued to look for a place to sleep for the night. We found this broken down hotel and went to the 2nd floor. We went in the hotel room and it had one bed, My dad told me that we had to sleep in shifts with one person to stay up to look out for any crows. I volunteered because I wasn't sleepy. My dad and sister went to sleep and I looked out the room, I then saw the biggest crow I have seen yet, I panicked and hid in the closet, in the closet were more of those eggs. They hatched and let out that piercing scream again. I looked out of the room and I saw the huge crow coming towards the room we were in. My dad then said to lay on the bed completely still because the crows can't sense us if we're still. I layed on the bed and closed my eyes, then I felt the crows feet land on my body. I woke up after that, but it was freaky because even though I was awake I still felt the texture of the crows feet until I started to move! It's pretty fascinating how the human brain senses things.

Anyone else had leprechaun nightmares when they were a kid? No? Well...

I was probably around 6 when I had them and it started with a FA. I got out of my bed and looked over to my closet and inside were hundreds of little leprechauns pouring out and coming towards me. I quickly ran to my parents room to get help and I looked at their closet and they were there too! I couldn't get away from them, they were surrounding me, going to kill me!

Hmm ive had a couple
1. The world was ending and everyone was dying (war of the worlds scene)
i walked up stairs to get sum fresh air and i saw Limbs everywhere blood bones veins i couldn't see any free patch of ground there were black crows flying around eating the corps.
2.i watched people cut up organs in a hospital.
3. the worst i think i waled into a bathroom a model being raped and murdered and it was so horrific cause i ended up seeing that happened in the next scene. and then i saw my friend walking with the rapist/murderer
i can remember that image still so clearly that image haunted me for a week.
also seeing my cat being beheaded.
what else hmm
thats it that i recall