Thread: Recurring dreams that stop on their own

Yeah when I was young every sataruday I would dream I fell off a mountain everything absoulty the same including me always hitting the floor. but these were the only type of reccuring dreams I had until now I seem to manliy be having recurring dreams I don't know why ohh and I never did anything that stop them I think I just accepted them then they just quit but that was my alarm clock on saturday

i used to have a reacurring dream when i was young, probly 3-5 years of age.

the dream was i at a place that had a upper floor, and a lower floor. the room was shaped like this:

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so you can see, there was a top floor and a botom floor. on the top floor was where i was always at when i first started to dream. on top of this platform, also was a playset, like at mcdonalds or burger king. (again, i was 3-5, and loved these things).

most of the play areas have a big window, on my big window in my dream my great grandfathers face would appear. soon i would be walking around and going down the slides.

i had this dream about 10 times, each time i would do the same exact thing, but i would add to the dream each time.

the 9th dream i had, (and i think it was 10, it could have been more or less), was when i had a rope hanging from the ceiling. i would grab the rope and propel down to the lower floor. on the lower floor there was one set of chairs and a table. i didnt make it all the way down, but on the 10th dream i did. and when i was at the bottom my great grandfather walked past me and smiled, and that was the last time i had the dream.


also, when i was younger (about the same age) i had two more recurring dreams.

1. i was in my bed when penquins where under my toys in my room, and i would walk into my living room and eventually, after pushing over a penquin in my last dream, i stopped having this dream.

2. a moon would appear on a picture i had hanging on my wall, and on that moon would be a face that told me stuff. idk what it told me, but just like the other two, it went away.

so same type of thing you had ^^

I had a dream for years when I was younger (3 to 4) about being a soldier being attacked by Zulu's. I'd seen the film, and it scared the hell out of me at the time, and I started having a recurring dream about getting attacked.

I am stood against a wall made of grain filled sacks aiming my rifle at the zulu's who are running towards me. There is one in particular who is running straight towards me. I reload and fire about three times, but miss. I am now starting to get more than a little nervous.

I reload again, but the zulu has reached the wall. He jumps up and scrambles on to the top of the wall. As I bring the rifle up to get him, he thrusts his spear into my stomach.

The dream would then end, and I would wake up. It used to freak me out as I could feel the spear in me, and see the hate in the zulu's eyes.

One day I got taught to shoot. It was by my Dad, with an air rifle. I had the dream again. I waited this time and held my fire until the zulu scrambled on the wall. Again he thrust the spear at me. Again it went in my stomach. This time he didn't get away with it, though because I puilled the trigger and shot him.

I never had the dream again. But I can still remember it in detail, and I'm 25 now.

Regards

Ric

I had a recurring dream for a while about being eleven, but when I looked at it, it stopped and has never returned.