Thread: Your Worst Nightmares

Originally Posted by Promethion

I have this Nightmare that Reoccurs every time I am ill.

I am in pitch black, every so often I see a flash of gray appear on the black light. I am hearing soft voices, I can't quite understand what they are saying. and I also feel a sharp but immense pain roll over me, as if the weight of a semi, is stabbing me in the form of small concentrated spikes. this happens all at once, I've been having this dream since a child. I will wake up and hear the voices again. I sound crazy, but Luckily it's only when I'm sick.

When I run fevers, I almost always dream about zombies. Usually it's just goofy crap (though I don't think about it at the time), but I've had a few dreams that are scary in hindsight, not just at the moment.

Yeah when i was around 3 or 4 i had nightmares of chucky virtually every night.

It was terrible and it went on for awhile until i had one dream up in an attic that i

stabbed chucky to death and i never had another nightmare of it ever after that.

And now its very very rare if i ever get nightmares, and the only time i do ive figured

is when i fall asleep when im not covering my face with my arms or whatever.

Cause i cant sleep on my back because of this, might explain why i never get them.

Sometimes even if a dream is scary or has something frightening in it, it really never turns into a nightmare for me unless I can't escape or run away from it. Like that feeling of having to run through waist deep water. Ugh.

My first memorable nightmare was when I was little and in the dream I got lost in a huge play area on a school field trip. One of my teachers had to come find me and bring me back out.

My worst nightmare happened about 6 or so years ago. I was on my school playground and it turned into a graveyard. If you stepped on certain spots, the ground would sink and you would be trapped in an empty grave hole. I had to lean against the wall to prevent falling in, but I eventually fell in one and was freaking out.

Nowadays I actually enjoy nightmares but I rarely have then anymore.

(shudders) Once, I had been reading Eragon before bed; specifically, the part where Murtagh is sailing through the area with the vulture-things. In my dream, it was a normal day in my living room. For once, the proportions and scenery were actually accurate to real life, dead accurate and very vivid. I was home alone, my dog outside. Suddenly, my dog barks and runs around the yard in such a way that it fits that trope Hell is That Noise (TVTropes nerd, here). I get wide-eyed, just before a vulture the size of the huge living room window swoops down at just about a 90 degree angle and crashes through. It was so awful I jolted awake.

my sister's cabbage patch doll coming towards me in scene of beautiful color and light. Comes closer and turns into a dark horrid witch and begins to attack me.

Torn apart and eaten by indescribably dark looking creatures.

Bottomless pit where I met Apollyon, not a bad guy once you realize all he wants to do is bring as many souls to the darkness as possible. lol

This all as a child btw. Going to sleep was always SUCH a joy.

Outside of a bulding i went near a gunman and I was shot and my soul left my body and another soul grapped my hand and took me to a strange afterlife world

My worst nightmare was somewhere around ten.

I've always been really sensitive about any of our dogs dying, my dad and brother used them for hunting, so we usually had 2-4 beagles and one house dog.

I can't really remember the whole dream, but near the end somehow I was in a room with all three of our beagles dead and stuffed in the room scarring me and the room also had a red tint to it and gave me one of the worst feelings of horror ever in my life.

that was the second out of 3 nightmares I've had in my life.

My third nightmare wasn't as bad, but it makes me wonder how people can use the RC of plugging their nose and breathing through it to check if they are asleep.

In the dream there was this cloud/dragon that was attacking me and a group of people on a bridge, when it attacked me I got blasted to the bottom of a lake, and its blast of pressure just held me to the bottom drowning.

When I woke up I was gasping for breath.

I used to have nightmares a lot, but my worst nightmare happened when I was in fifth grade. I was in my classroom, alone except for an adult that I can't remember. I walked under the TV (they hung from the ceiling) and pick up a TV channel listing. I turned the TV on, and there was this creepy little girl wearing red, and this was before I'd even heard of FEAR. She said something that really scared me, and started counting down from 5 or 10. I woke up right as she got to one. I didn't go back to sleep.
Most of my nightmares happened before I started watching horror movies. Movies like The Ring, and Friday the 13th scared me before I saw them. Those nightmares went away after I actually found out what happened in those movies.

It was really dark, and I wss entering an old, broken down bus with no one on it. I heard a weird, soft squeakingnoise, that kept repeating. As I made my way to the back of the bus, the noise got louder. As I reached the back, I found out that the noise was actuallly someone sitting in the back seatwhispering "help me". Scariest dream ever.

I have dark, creepy, violent dreams on a weekly basis but almost never what I consider a nightmare. The worst one you all will probably laugh but when I was a kid probably 7-8 years old I was in my bedroom hovering at the ceiling looking down at my body asleep on my water bed thrashing violently back and forth and trying with all my might to stop but I couldn't and it was almost like I was also inside my body, I could feel the waves of the bed and myself thrashing but had no control over my body. When I woke up I could swear the bed was actually shaking. I had that dream twice, about 4 years apart and expected a third one but it never happened..

Originally Posted by duke396

I have dark, creepy, violent dreams on a weekly basis but almost never what I consider a nightmare. The worst one you all will probably laugh but when I was a kid probably 7-8 years old I was in my bedroom hovering at the ceiling looking down at my body asleep on my water bed thrashing violently back and forth and trying with all my might to stop but I couldn't and it was almost like I was also inside my body, I could feel the waves of the bed and myself thrashing but had no control over my body. When I woke up I could swear the bed was actually shaking. I had that dream twice, about 4 years apart and expected a third one but it never happened..

I've had several near lucid dreams that involved seeing myself in a ceiling mirror contorting all over after initial hypnic jerks. It's disturbing to see that of yourself.

Here's mine. It's long: Willowy Old Black Man

Now I’m following (like as a camera) some black man. It’s very cinematic. He’s wondering around the mall as well. He’s old and has short, thinning white hair. He is very willowing and walks around as if pushed by a gentle breeze. He meets this young white woman working somewhere, and gets her to leave with him. They go back to his place, but don’t do anything. It’s a weird, tan, square room with a couple of cots. When he’s bringing her home something happens and they end up having sex in the parking lot in his car. It’s very cinematic and I don’t actually see anything. They just drop out of the bottom of the screen. Now I’m in a bizzaro office from The Office. There’s a scene that my mind replicated from The Princess Bride and someone does a flip off of an eight foot drop. Dwight, up on another ledge, is unimpressed. He’s talking to a new office member who looks a lot like Andy from the show. Dwight says that that’s nothing, and shows how someone replicate levitating by sitting Indian style and lifting himself with his feet by bending his ankles. The other employee starts to actually levitate while sitting Indian style. Dwight scoffs. Then I see Michael enter and he has the willowy black man with him. “Andy’s” levitation gets out of control and he starts going side to side violently. “Andy” and the black man’s eyes lock. A close in on “Andy’s” eyes: Pupils turn white and expand to cover the whole eye; then the iris and whites of the eyes darken to dark grey leaving a shining white pupil and circular border around the eyes. “Andy” murmurs, “A ghost”, as if in a trance. The whole body of the willowy black man does what “Andy’s” eyes did, and then the shining oval that was the man snaps flat like a TV turning off, and shrinks into nothing. I wake up.

I used to have nightmares of spiders all the time, so much that when I would wake up I would actually SEE THE SPIDERS IN MY ROOM. But I was like 6 back then and I hardly get nightmares anymore. The most recent nightmare I had was 2 years ago and it was about this dude who escaped jail and killed my family, but I beat his ass in the end.

Yeah... I don't get nightmares that often...

My worst and by far most creepy nightmare is this. I woke up in my bed in the dream and it was like the middle of the night I guess. I don't know, the room was dark except the TV being on but, not displaying anything but the black and gray fuzzy stuff that displays when you switch to a channel you don't have (For lack of better words.. haha). Then out of nowhere I remember hearing the really annoying sounds of dial - up, that (rnnnnnnrnnrnnng) sound (Again, for lack of better words..). I was just standing there confused and then I remember looking around then seeing oddly shaped shadows. Then I remember being chased down the hallway by some demonic figure into my parents room. I screamed, just screamed shaking my parents but, they ignored me. Everytime I screamed it felt like no air would come out and no sound either. Then I got on my knees and was crying and then I just remember it getting close to me then I woke up with one of those Hypnic Jerk things and I was all sweaty. It was very, very, odd.. I just remember that so vividly for some reason. It was so scary.. haha.

My worst nigtmares or my nightmares in general always take place in the ocean.

I remember one nightmare where I am in the middle of the ocean, it is dark and stormy and the rain was coming down in streaks. The water was throwing me all over the place.

I'm in this situation for awhile then the truly scary part happens. A mile away, something grennish blue lifts out of the water. As it comes closer, its clear that it is a head of a sea monster. As it gets even closer, it is looking dead at me and even though half of its head is still in the water, it towers above me. As we are face to face I wake up and stay awake for the rest of the night

My nightmares aren't terrifying per se, but they terrify ME: I dream of being abandoned. I dreamed of this as a child mostly (abandoned by my parents), but I still occasionally dream of being abandoned by my friends.

Not my scariest dream ever but probably the worst thing was a zombie turned I am Legend or more likely, The Invasion ft. Nicole Kidman and Daniel Craig scenario.

It started out with me sneaking around a city with about a dozen other men. We carried shovels, baseball bats, and other makeshift weapons and we're about to fight a bunch of zombies then poof ; everything fast forwards and I am the only survivor. My family and friends are all dead (I don't see them, I just know it somehow). The zombies have gained intelligence to where they are driving cars and acting like humans, and they have glowing red eyes like Albert Wesker. They can also detect me through any sort of physical barrier, like x-ray vision combined with heat sensing. They don't try to kill me outright but they are incredibly hostile and I can feel the eyes of an entire family of "them" (adults and children) watching me as they drive past in a car, even though I am hiding in the bushes. Also, the scenery takes on that foggy look like Silent Hill.

Mine would be the one where I'm in a museum of some sort, and a bald man is on display. The information card reads "He was pierced alive", and then I can SEE it all happening: 2 power drills start piercing his head (one from each side, just above the ears) and his eyes are wide open and he's laughing hysterically like a maniac while blood is flowing down his face..

I was about 10. I'm 25 now and I can still see his face vividly. I can still sometimes hear the laughter when it's really quiet. Also, while in PS I sometimes hear voices and they resemble his. So I wake up again, losing the whole WILD attempt..

Once as a kid my mum became a zombie and chased my sister and me around the house, though not the most visually horrifying dream, was probaly the most distressing for me at that age. Imagine your mum as a zombie trying to eat you ....

My worst nightmare would probably be the one where everyone started to commit suicide. Normally my dreams try to find a creative way to kill me and I've gotten used to that. When everyone I see tries to kill themselves it's scarier because there's nothing I can do to stop it. One guy in my dream tried to shoot himself, so I tried putting him inside a shoe box (somehow). Sadly he found a belt in there and hanged himself. Just couldn't win.

14 DCs were harmed in the making of this dream.

I had a dream that there was a storm drain with a giant mound of treasure inside. But the pile wasn't made of glistening gold or shining jewels. Instead it was grubby and disgusting; it was filled with grime and was shrouded in the darkness of the storm drain. There was a group of archaeologists excavating it, and they told me that one of their friends was stuck down there and needed help. For some reason, it was my responsibility to save him and so I crawled into the storm drain. I could only see a stream of barred light that ran across the pit, making the endless mound slightly visible. I knew that I was supposed to find the man, but I was so entranced by the darkness and of the tremendous size of the mound that I forgot who I was. I forgot what I even wanted. Then in the distance, I saw a pale human-like creature shuffle over the gritty pile like a spider. Maybe it was the missing man. Then I realized that I was no longer standing, but was crawling through the pile trying to find something. I thought I was looking for the man to save him, but I wasn't. I kept crawling and crawling through the endless mound, my arms were tired but I could stop my urge to keep driving my hands into that pile of coins. Then it suddenly dawned on me-I realized that my arms had changed into spider-like arms. That my young skin was now pale and sagging. That there was no monster, and there was no man. I was never looking for him. He never existed and I never existed. What was I? What if I could never leave? Why was I doing this? I was so terrified that I woke up in my dark room and literally felt like I was going to throw up if I couldn't find my light switch.

This right here is a horrible nightmare which will haunt me to the end of time.

I was a kid, roughly 7 years old. The day before I had smashed my mom's small swarovski swan thing, which I got shouted at so much for and felt completely guilty.

So my dream started right after I smashed the swan. There were my mother and brother present in the living room. The pieces fell behind a couch, which was infront of 3 fairly big windows, with curtains reaching the floor at the sides (it's an almost identical recreation of the my actual living room) and it felt so vivid, no sinister red lighting or anything. Just this omnious feeling that something bad was about to happen. A red fork appeared on each window (the devil's fork) and a narrator like voice said "three is the number of the devil". My mom just told me "Go and pick it up". Now the omnious feeling of something bad about to happen was unbearable - I had the certainty that something terrible would happen had I gone behind the couch. My brother kept telling me "you're so dead - don't go behind the couch". But my mom kept telling me "go on, go and pick up the pieces". I reluctantly went, the feeling always present. Since the couch was big and I was a kid, the couch completely covered my, and I couldn't see my mom or my brother, I was in this narrow corridor formed between the couch and the wall. Suddenly, the curtains slowly start to unravel, and the devil is standing right infront of me, and I stared right at his face - a face which still haunts me to this day. It stared into my soul with this slightly open-mouthed look, and I looked at my feet, where the floor opened and I fell into fire (hell). I woke up, and I still haven't gotten over it.

Just writing about this made me shiver multiple times. The dream itself was very realistic, and I wasn't lucid at all. It was the most horrifying experience of my life, and - that face - will haunt me forever.

I had a nightmare my ex was " playing w/ himself" and he started 2 walk twoards me and I woke up went to his house to talk to him cuz we r really close. So I walk in his room & he is "playing with himself" I just froze my night mare came to life!!! He didn't notice I was there so he kept doing it then he realized I was there and was like how long where u there and I was so shocked I didn't reply so he kinda felt bad... (he told me) so I said it was ok and we huged. I didn't notice untill then but every time I huged him my boobs pressed up against his chest. And when I realized that I dicided to mess w/ him a little cuz we do that. So I got my friend Becky and her bf John and we played 7-min in hevan so me & Ryan my ex where in the closet and I hugged him and porpously triped him so he would land on the floor next to me but when that happend he got on top of me and started kissing me. (I didn't expect this and we are close so I kissed back and he took it the rong way) so then he pulled my legs open (I was wearing a skirt bad idea!!) he pulled off my panties I was like whoa Wut r u doing!!! And he was like this and he tried to f*ck me so I closed my legs and tried to stand up. Becky opens the door & Ryan has a erection at that point so she slams the door I pick up my panties and left... Me and Ryan are still great friends I just don't let him kiss me any more but still that was my biggest nightmare!!!! And it became reality!!!!!!

Haha what a great first post. Doesnt sound too scary though.