Thread: That One Nightmare You Had At A Young Age

when I was around four years old, my first series of dreams had to do with a trap door in my room. It doesn't actually exist there. In the dream the trap door would open, and monsters would come up

between the ages of 5 to 7 the next series of dreams had to do with the natural history museum in NY. I would be visiting the museum with my family, the floor would crack open. Lava would spew. Hellish monsters would come out. And each time me and my sisters would barely make it alive

that series of dreams paralleled a game we used to play. where we would toss pillows and junk on the floor. then we would say the floor was lava, and we could on step on the pillows and junk or else!

I actually don't remember having recurring nightmares when I was a kid, but I did have nightmares. I don't have them anymore. In fact, I was having trouble remembering one that I could post in here, but I finally thought of one. My memory of it is not the best, and it's more of a mood that I recall. Anyway, I remember being in a room in my house maybe with my brother or sister, and the walls were almost completely covered with june bugs (I hate those things). There were thousands of them, and many were flying in the air, too. When you hate even one flying around you, that is just pure horror.

i always had nightmares of et when i was little, i think it was because when i went over my grandmothers house when i was three i use to watch it constantly and at that age your mind is not well devloped yet. i had et dreams all the way up till i was about 7 or 8 they started at about 4 or 5

I had a recurring nightmare when i was young.In this dream i was constantly hiding from a giant doll with four arms.When i was hiding i felt so terrified, it was very scary just waiting for the doll to find me. And it always did.

I`ve been having this since one I was 8 and will come up every so often. I am alone in the house at night, but it is broad daylight. I`m running up and down the stairs screaming. I feel scared and lonely. After what seems like a long time, I wake up. It feels like an uncontrolled LD. I couldn`t control how I felt, moved, thought, but only what I could say.

I had a lot of these. I had one recurring nightmare where it was my birthday, and everyone was enjoying themselves in the kitchen. I would then here a scream come from the front room. No one else heard this scream, so I had to go to the front room myself. Here, a man would be holding his hand over my best friend's sister's mouth in attempt to stifle her screams. And then the dream would always take a different turn from there, but it always ended with someone killing me.

Another one would be when I was riding in the car with my mom. She would stop the car and get out to talk to someone several yards behind it. The car would then slowly start backing up. It would get progressively faster until it was just about to hit my mom. Then I'd wake up.

Ide dream of the chicken looking thing, and when i mean chicken I mean like a friend chicken leg, which was within a white empty space, ide also in the dream dream of being on my bed and the phone was ringing but a fat person was laying on top of me so i couldnt answer it

When I was around five year's old until I was like seven I had a reacurring dream that I was back in my mom's apartment in Idaho and there were these locker sized metal boxes that had jail bars on one side. I don't know why but I always felt like I had to go to get something from under the couch, but if I walked in front of one of the barred boxes I would get sucked in and turned into dust. The dust always settled to the bottom of the box and I would say great I've got to try again to somebody else's dust that was on the bottom of the barred box. Then my character would get set back at the bottom of the stairs to the apartment and I would start up again. Sometimes I would be aware that I was dreaming for this dream because it reaccured for so long, but I was so curious about what was under the couch that I still went in. This dream was replaced by another when I got to about seven but that one didn't last very long because I moved to a new house about a year or so later. The dream was only scary when I got sucked into the barred box because I felt like I was suffocating and it felt like it took forever to turn to dust, and because I felt like the other dust people on the bottom of the box would mix and I would lose parts of me.

I've never had any nightmares.
I've had really odd dreams, but never nightmares.

I had a reoccuring nightmare that I would always have in december, from as long as I can remember till I was about 11.
It would usually start out pretty normally, me hanging out with my friends and family, but then all of a sudden I would freeze and couldn't move, only speak. but everything around me was still going. and then this weird monster thing would come and seperate the soul of whoever I was with, and they would die. It would happen to about 3 people in every dream. and all I could do was watch and scream.
i know its weird but it always freaked me out.

I only remember three dreams from that age period.

One was of me laying naked on the beach, with my lower body in the water, and all these lobsters and crabs came out of the water, and kept pinching me with their claws. (IRL, my dad was a commercial fisherman, and brought home lobsters that got caught in the net frequently, and we also went crabbing a lot at a pond that came in off a favorite beach we went to, tying bits of hotdogs on string to lure them. That pond was full of crabs! I was always terrified of being caught by the claws when I went in the water, though I went in anyway. I guess I was more scared of them than I let myself realize, so it came out in my sleep.)

The other two were recurrent, and I recognize as an adult were both about being afraid of my mother's long silences and withdrawals when she was experiencing PMS. I always felt, as a child, that when she got like that, it must be something I had done that caused it, that she was mad at me. I know better now, of course.

One of those was of being chased by what I used to call the "moths with ugly faces." (see the moth/mother wordplay?) They were these big bodied hairy moths, and in my dreams they were HUGE. In waking life, I didn't like those either! I'd get very upset when one got in my room.

The other was of being chased by the Wicked Witch of the West from "The Wizard of Oz." That was it... I ran, she chased me. I got scared. I woke up heart pounding. Dream over.

That's all I remember, but you know, I'm OLD.

I used to have a nightmare about vampires coming after me.

And another one where I would lose the ability to walk. Either my legs wouldn't work or some other reason like walking up a steep hill of ice.

Im 15 now but I remember that back when I was like 5-10 I had two of those, one was more like a psyche where I was trapped in this factory, and EVERYTHING moved around and got stampled and stuff in the same rythm, everthing at one speed, and the thing is, it wasnt fast, wasnt slow, somewhere in between where it was all extraordinarily annoying, and terrifing when I was small. The other one was being chased by aliens, allways some horrifying freak like a crossing between a human and something else, quite the abombination. It really made me scared of sleeping.

My dreams used to be really vivid when I was small.
over a few years,
I had one reccuring dream loads that I was in my back yard and looking up over my fence, over the roof of the neighbours' house and up into the sky. It's the roof of the neigbours house and the tree made a kind of frame around the blue sky, and this is a scene that can be seen if you just look outside my back door, i used to see it loads so I dreamt about it lots, when i was young. but until I started thinking about it, the dreams stopped. anyway, each dream would last a minute or so, and each scene would have something related to aliens in it. the dreams would gradually get more and more scary... like in the first dream I saw a transmitter jutting over the fence that I somehow I knew was connected to aliens.the dreams got more connected to aliens and things like transmitters and satellite dishes would pop up more and more until the final dream of a fully-blown ufo landing that had an alien in it. I never had the dream again, but I think it fuelled my fear of aliens that stays with me to this day- D=