worst dream you ever had

[xyz]

Dreams of school are the worst dreams. Stuck in boring places, wasting my time, unable to escape.

If it was a monster at least I could fight back and destroy it. But school...

I am learning though. I will learn how to destroy school.

[Miller0700]

I was right in the middle of a end of the world scenario with Unicron about to eat the planet. Search lights were everywhere and there were minor earthquakes here and there. Me and my family were about to board this ship that would take us to China (the opposite side where he was to attack) but we stopped at the Home Depot first...


Then I woke up...

[brainiac3397]

The wet one. Because there's an actual mess you need to clean up...

[Subb]

I remember one where I was at Barnes and Noble, and a shooter came in and started robbing the place. A cashier stood up to him, but the robber shot him in the head. And the he turned and started walking towards me. He got up to about two feet away from me and had a very evil smile on his face before I woke up.

[brainiac3397]

I have too many awesome dreams.

[no]

Being alive.

[Subb]

(11-23-2013 06:38 AM)planetfall666 Wrote:  Being alive.

[no]

(11-23-2013 06:49 AM)SubCulture Wrote:  

(11-23-2013 06:38 AM)planetfall666 Wrote:  Being alive.

I needed that. Thank you.

[isolatedsystem]

Definitely the worst nightmares are school, I remember having dreamed of school places that could not get out

[Night]

I had a dream some fat guy was raping me in a bathroom stall at some weird club where the bathroom stalls weren't in a bathroom, but just at a wall. And everyone watched.
and then he gave some bitch some money.

[Ky]

I occasionally have dreams that I'm at a school that isn't mine trying to find (and being late for) classes that shouldn't exist and running into people I hope aren't as rude in real life. I hate those with a burning passion.

[James Comey]

I hate a nightmare last night that 2 gunmen entered my school and started shooting the place up. I didn't actually see the gunmen, anyone get shot, and I wasn't shot in the nightmare, but I could hear the announcement alerting everyone and everyone panicking and running away. The teacher evacuated us to the gym. I was scared as shit and thought this was real. I tried getting out through a window but then I realized it was a nightmare. God, I hate those dreams.

I always tend to have a dream about going back to school once I get out of that hellhole for break. Every summer I have that dream, and I hate those dreams.

[(´・ω・`)]

Being stuck in Czechoslovakia, stuck making snowmobiles for the Wehrmacht.

[Gwedin]

I'm confused. Worst dream or scariest nightmare?

[brainiac3397]

Take your pick

[Subb]

Nightmares are dreams. They're just terrible ones.

[Gwedin]

Fair point. Too bad I haven't had a dream in months.

[Subb]

Not sleeping well? Sleeping irregularly?

[Gwedin]

The first one, yes. The second only for the last couple of weeks.

[(´・ω・`)]

Just sleeping. Your point is?

[Gwedin]

I remember a nightmare from when I was little.

I was in my driveway when my cat came up to me, all friendly-like. I picked her up and pulled her front arms off. Her eyes then proceeded to fill with blood (they looked like they were glowing red) and she then lunged at me in that way that a lot of horror movies end (with the mouth in your face showing all the teeth and whatnot). I used to get it constantly when I was little and it scared the crap outta me. Glad I don't get it anymore as she's pretty old now (over 20 years old) and close to dying, probably.

[Lime]

I had a bad dream a while ago, although it ended OK.

My parents were away, and they hired a babysitter. He was sitting on the couch and watching TV. My brother looked at him from the second story floor. Said babysitter picked up some sort of revolver and shot repeatedly at my brother. The bullets were weird-they were flaming orange, and while they weren't necessarily slow, they were possible to dodge. He then ran dry, picked up a stainless steel 1911, and fired several normal bullets at us before throwing the gun at my brother. He missed all that too.

I took the pistol that he threw at us (and felt one heck of a lot safer in the process). All my RL knowledge of firearm operation and safety also carried over into the dream, and somehow I got a couple more magazines or something in the process. My brother also managed to secure a larger, parkerized M1911, although he never used it in the dream. We also, I think, called my father.

My siblings and I then went downstairs and sat on the couches the babysitter was sitting in a while ago when he was watching TV. I saw that guy coming and emptied the gun's magazine into him. He told me to relax, that we was just going to cook food. He then went into the kitchen to tend to a pot, but slumped down and died shortly afterwards.

My father then came home. He had been to the police or something and told use the man didn't have any specific interest in harming us (shooting at my brother was just anger management issues, I guess), but he had murdered people previously. The food being cooked in the pot turned out to be muscle from a human tibia. I didn't end up feeling any remorse for shooting him to death for that reason.

At that point, the dream ended.

[James Comey]

Not the worst dreams I've had, but a lot of nightmarish elements to them.

The first one involved the game Geo Political Simulator (anyone here played that game before?). I was moving around the world (you manage your own country) and sometimes a natural disaster will happen in a country (sometimes your country, but more often than not another country). In this version of the game, which was super-realistic, you could zoom in and see people dying and in despair. You could zoom in to see pedestrians anywhere, really, which creeped me out a bit.

The second one I was Ferris Bueller in this dream (I think this might have been a continuation of my first dream, being a pedestrian in a natural disaster), and I think he was commentating while this dream was happening. I was watching a TV when this very realistic looking news report shows up in which a trailer truck crashes into an ambulance, which either crashed into a train carrying hazardous materials or a secret warehouse with that stuff, which was near a high school. After that report played, I had the brief moment to control Ferris Bueller and I was just getting out of high school, and my mind told me "run, run!" and I ran as fast as I could. I kept running away until the hazardous explosion happened, and I could see a shit load of explosions near the high school, but I was unharmed. Then, the dream ended and I could see Ferris Bueller relaxed smoking a cigarette (a blunt or a joint?) with his legs on a table. He said something that I couldn't remember, I think it had to do with him surviving that accident.

[Unknown-Creation]

I remember one of the worst dreams I've ever had that happened years ago as if it only happened yesterday. It was one of the most vivid dreams I've ever had.

*Warning* This might be triggering for some people.

The neighborhood I lived in at the time was completely abandoned. My parents were nowhere to be found, and I was a 7-year-old girl standing outside of the locked door of my house after searching frantically for them. Then, two guys, who seemed to be in their 40s, abducted me and forced me into their car. They drove me to some abandoned shack of theirs that was far away from the city.

They then proceeded to strip me of my clothes, bounded and gagged me, did stuff that would essentially be from some crazy bondage scene on steroids, and took photos of it all. They blackmailed me with them, told me I was their bitch, and said that it would be the end of me if I called the cops or told anyone about the incident. I never told anyone out of fear, and I was never allowed to leave. I was forced to stay with them. We traveled the country, and I was the bitch of not two, but many people, and many of their "buddies". I never saw any family or friends again, and I was never allowed to contact them.


I took this dream as a learning experience later on, but there are a few things I still don't understand. I had this dream when I was 9 years old (I started out younger in the dream). I have never been sexually abused, and at that time, I didn't know anything about sex, except for, perhaps, masturbation, even though I didn't know the word existed or even if the practice was a sexual act at all. So, my question is, how can I have such a vivid dream about something I've never heard of or experienced before at that time? Is it a phenomena of some sort?

[James Comey]

I think those kind of dreams might represent some kind of fear that's always lurching in your mind. It might be triggered by some kind of exposure to that stuff. Perhaps there was anti-pedophile stuff on the TV that got on your nerves, for example.

[Unknown-Creation]

(12-31-2013 05:34 AM)Hansgrohe Wrote:  I think those kind of dreams might represent some kind of fear that's always lurching in your mind. It might be triggered by some kind of exposure to that stuff. Perhaps there was anti-pedophile stuff on the TV that got on your nerves, for example.

Now that you mention it, it probably had an indirect link to the fear of being taken advantage of in some way. As for stuff on the telly, I don't remember seeing anything on pedophilia at the time, though I think it's still a possibility. Perhaps there was some other form of exposure, but I don't remember what it was. Maybe I witnessed something that loosely resembled what happened in the dream. And if it was that, I wonder how the specifics to pedophilia were brought out in the dream if the trigger had little to do with pedophilia itself.