I once had a nightmare that seemed to start when i fell asleep and i spent a certain number of days in it. It really only lasted 6 hours (i know this because my parents told me that i'd been crying in my sleep for 6 hours) but in the nightmare i vividly remember being in it for what felt to me about 3 days.
This nightmare was about the end of the world, and i don't mean jesus coming and the rapture happening, i was 11 and was having a nightmare about plagues and i watched millions die from war and famine and others from diseases. I was chosen to write the accounts as i witnessed them, and i watched demons rip my mother in half and then beat those halves. I watch my brothers be tied to a large boulder and rolled off a cliff side. I watched other personal tortures of people i'd never met and didn't know. This was on the first day, on the second i witnessed the whole world turn catch fire and i saw forests burn and cities and town turn to ash. every person still alive had been set aflame and were running around screaming for mercy from god. I was told to take account of what they said, this was the second day. On the third day i was told that none since the age before the times of darkness (the dark ages i suppose now) had been found worthy of the kingdom of heaven and that earth itself had become an abomination to gods plan. I was taken aside and was told to take account of a great and powerful storm that set volcanoes erupting and swept the land away with tornado's and hurricanes. The storm rained lightning down on every inch of the land incinerating anyone left. The entire human race and any shred of evidence of our existence was wiped away and we were "thrown away" like a bad experiment. I wept non-stop for those three days, crying out for those poor souls who did nothing but inherit their parents or ancestors punishments for sins that were not theirs to pay for.
I began screaming as loud as i could for my mother (remember i was only 11) because i knew that something like this could only happen in a nightmare. I was woken by my mom shaking me for five minutes strait, she said she though she would never be able to wake me.
I've had other night terrors, but that one by far was my worst, and that's why at 13 i began to teach myself to lucid dream
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