A nightmare I had last night...
#1
Posted 26 May 2007 - 07:57 AM
My family and Joe were doing what we normally do on the weekend in the house, when someone knocked on the door. He says he was a friend of my sisters, so they let him in to see her. She claimed she didn't know him and I left to go outside for awhile. I came back in and my sister is crying like a mad man on my bed with my pillows wrapped all around her. I asked her what was wrong and she said that that man was part of a gang and that they took over her room as part of their plan, and they pointed guns at her and locked her out. I said why not just go unlock you door with a nickel or something (she has a lock on her door that has a dent in it that'll let any kind of change or skiny object slide through to twist and unlock her door.), so I took my house keys and unlocked her door and the first thing that happened was they shot at me and had a bullet fly past my face, so I quickly slammed the door and relocked it. I was scared to death, my heart pounding so fast...I was wondering where my mom and Joe was, so I went to the den and saw some more gang members in the house, who had them pinned down on the ground with guns. I slowly walked back so they wouldn't notice me. Then I headed out front and saw even more gang members who stole my mothers Red Explorer. We still had the other car, but they didnot know whos it was. So I ran to the backyard to check on my 2 black labs, and everything was fine back there...except for the fact that the gang members had raised all the fences except for one side. So I come back and I see my sister hiding on the porch, my mom hiding behind the second car, and Joe getting shot at by gang members walking down the street. I quickly jump behind the car with mom, until I heard more gunshots, which killed my sister. I cryed heavily and shrieked out her name in terror and sadness while she was over there twitching until her life gave up on her. I quick glance again and mom is out in the open standing up with her eyes wide open. I cried out "Mom get down, they are still shooting", so I grabbed her arm, only for her to get shot like 10 times in my arms. I was the only one left, but still, the rest of the gang members were walking down the street looking dead at me. I tried to run the opposite way, but there were gang members over there who beat up Joe. I just squatted and put my hands over my head, and just got pummeled by 100 bullets....
This felt so real because I could feel my body running and getting hurt badly, I woke up with a hard jump and looked around...everything was fine. Still, I'm bruised by this dream (not sores, but I mean emotionally bruised).
#2
Posted 26 May 2007 - 08:15 AM
I hate nightmares too.
#3
Posted 26 May 2007 - 09:04 AM
Funny, I actually had one of those last night. And the one that found out about what I did was my algebra teacher, Mr. Fisher. Weird >_>
#4
Posted 26 May 2007 - 10:09 AM
You surely fear death (while for example I'm not) and probably you are either unsure what is after death, either you are a materialist either you are christian. These 3 type of beliefs indicate fear from death. Ones who believe in reincarnation (like me) don't fear it.
But it's not entirely about death. Those gangsters surely simbolize something. You trust that person who claims that he is a friend of your sister (Without calling your sister to confirm it... you were a trusty fool!) and this causes that a source of death (gangsters, this time) is after you. Maybe this means that you are too trusty. You need to investigate the relationship with your sister, too: she was the excuse to let the stranger in.
Also, the bad feeling after the dream was caused by the happenings of the dream even though you know now that it was just a dream or this feeling was generated in your sleep while the dream was going? If it's just the happenings of the dream, you might be too sensitive, since you knew that it was a dream after you wake up.
Such dreams occur when you are at an important point in your life AND when nothing has happened a long time ago, since the long inactivity evokes past memories. Since your family and friends were in the dream, the causes of the dream must be psychological rather than esoterical. This means your house probably weren't the death place of some gangsters whos haunt you this way.
#5
Posted 26 May 2007 - 10:20 AM
My dreams are more freakishly screwed up than they are scary.
#6
Posted 26 May 2007 - 01:55 PM
Awhile back, and some of you remember, a four-year-old girl at my school had double pneumonia. A couple days later, I had a dream that she was at my house, playing hide-and-seek with someone that didn't show up in my dream. To help her out, I hid her in a closet, and closed the door. That was it for the dream. I woke up afraid; if I could draw any symbolism from the dream, it was that the closet symbolized death, and please don't make me explain what closing the door meant: it's not hard to figure out. It freaked me out, until the day whe was announced to be completely healed and fine, and I saw so for myself.
Freaky stuff happens in dreams, dude. It doesn't necessarily mean that it's a vision or anything. Shrug it off as a bad memory, and move on.
#7
Posted 26 May 2007 - 10:49 PM
No, what I have found more freaky than a nightmare is a hallucination accompanied with sounds in your head at night when you can't get to sleep.
One night, I couldn't sleep, so I had my eyes open in the dark, I was looking around on all of the walls until I looked at one of the pictures on my wall. I looked at it for a moment until it completely changed into one of the freakiest looking faces I have ever seen, along with the weird sound of an orchestra playing a single, minor, creepy note. I still remember it vividly. The hallucination itself was creepy, but how often do you hear music to accompany a hallucination?
Wow, typing this up kind of made me tear up a little bit, (shudders)...
#8
Posted 26 May 2007 - 11:08 PM
Example: Few weeks back (If anybody in chat remembers, the morning I came on and was all bad grammar and stuff and just... uh... not normal), I had a dream that I was on a cruise ship that was crusing though some clouds. I was in my cabin (Apparantly I was also Spider Man), and had a uzi. I then proceeded to go down the decks, shooting guys in black suits on the way down, and then came to the bottom of the boat where there was this opening, and there was a pool of sharks in the middle of this opening-in-the-bottom-of-the-boat, and there was this guy there, and I killed him, and freed the sharks. Then they ate me.
They must be cloud sharks.
(Though I did have a dream when I was little about being chased by straws. Yeah. I have the totally best dreams/nightmares ever.)
#9
Posted 27 May 2007 - 11:28 AM
Now, over to my serious part of the post:
I once dreamt... nah, I wont share THAT with you...
But once I dreamt that I was shot by some thieves, while I was protecting my sister while she was crying like a mad GIRL!
And then i ran after the thieves... ANother dream I've had:
I where in a small house up in the mountains with my two best friends, ''Erlend'' and ''Daniel''. There where no adults there so we where.... uhm... yeah, alone. When it grew dark we got tired and went to sleep... (Just to let you know: Some time ago there was a movie called ''Fritt Vilt''(norwegian) Which was VERY much like ''The Shining''... now back to the dream)some kids where outside the house watching a movie (there where obviously a outside cinema in the garden). Then I heard screams from the kids and I saw something coming towards the window. We all hid behind sofas and tables ect. I watched all my friends being killed by a mad man. Then I was killed. The rest of the dream made me feel like a ghost or the camera in some game cause I where hovering above the ground watching all the kids being killed. One of the kids got a thingy thing in her neck... ouch!
Then the sun rose up and the police came. A woman came and calmed the crazy man down. The man was suffering from something I think they called ''Down Syndrome''... I know what down syndrome is, but obviously it where something else in my dream. I still remember this dream very well and I always look at the window when I'm in bed.
And it got worse after i saw ''Signs''(the movie)... Now I'm scared of crayzy aliens coming in the window trying to kill me with an axe...
#10
Posted 27 May 2007 - 10:49 PM
#11
Posted 27 May 2007 - 11:36 PM
I found myself in my house. It was eerily silent. No noise at all except the noise I made (Ex. Footsteps). I called out to my parents and sister. No response. I looked in each of their respectable rooms. They weren't present. I looked in every room of my house. I wondered if they had left the house to go shopping or something. I went into the garage. The garage was pitch black. I turned on the lights. Our cars were gone; the garage was empty. I turned around; ready to go back when...
DUNN!!!
TINKY-WINKIE (The purple teletubby) was right behind me pointing a gun at me!!! He looked at me with him cold, black beady eyes filled with murderous intent and spoke a simple phrase in his teletubby voice. "I've got a gun." I screamed and he shot.
That was the end of my dream. I woke up in a cold sweat, went in the kitchen, made myself a sandwhich, and then went back to sleep. I had been looking at the Tinky-Winkie controversy before I dozed off in front of the computer, so needless to say that was probably the reason for my dream.
#12
Posted 28 May 2007 - 01:25 PM
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