What's the Worst Dream You've Ever Had?

[Katatonia]

One of my worst dreams happened years ago. I was on the Titanic, and of course, it was sinking, but when we were going to escape I realized Mom was just sitting there. And she kept saying, Go on without me. I jolted awake bawling my eyes out.



What about y'all?

 

[Raven]

Ha, you should have my dreams!



Hmmm where to begin.... Trapped in buildings, pitch black, no windows, no doors, just trying to feel my way around for a way out and there isnt one!

Trapped in a building that is collapsing

At a festival - all is well then bombs start dropping around me then the scene changes to a prison camp, i'm trying to escape but was spotted and they shoot me, i fell to the ground and pretended that I was dead, he guy walked over me, prodded me with a banet and then shot me in the back of the head.

Lost in cities, endless running, running from people trying to kill me.

Lost in labyrinths/mazes.



Oh and these aren't one off. I have these weekly, very often I know I am dreaming and have to wake myself up out of it! When I wake up each morning I feel pyshically drained.

 

[Evil Eye]

A recurring one I've had a few times, usually while feverish.

I was playing Minecraft last year or so, doing a bit of digging underwater. It reminded me of this nightmare... I had to pause for a bit.

I don't think I can explain it. I can't quite remember. Mostly there's just the feeling of sheer terror and despair.

I'm pretty sure everything is grey, though there isn't a lot of visual. There're these things... shapes... I have to order them or something, move them in some specific way... (Mind, I'm not there, I can move them by willing them to.) But it never really works and I Fear failure (with a capital F). It's all hopelessly outside of my control.



Told you I couldn't really explain.

 

[Jazzy]

One of my worst dreams was that I was walking across a lake. I heard a loud crack and then I fell through the ice. I couldn't find an opening to get out. I woke up all shaky and sweaty!

 

[Josie Peyton]

I have so many. But the worst is probably where a doll was killing me and my family. It scared me so bad, I couldn't sleep for three days after that dream.

 

[Bea Sunny (:]

One of my worst dreams it was when something bad happened with my grandfather.

 

[Raven]

I have so many. But the worst is probably where a doll was killing me and my family. It scared me so bad, I couldn't sleep for three days after that dream.

EEEWWW I HATE dolls!! They scare the crap out of me.

 

[Katatonia]

I've had precisely five dreams featuring the Chucky doll. o hail naw

 

[Sinon]

Here's one of mine. It's one I used to have every night, without fail.



In the dream, I'm in a hospital bed. The same one I was in after my accident in June. But something is different. Everything is empty and abandoned. I'm alone. I get out of bed and try to walk, but I can't, my leg's broken. So I grab crutches and force my way out, trying to find someone. But outside the ward I'm in, everything is soaked in blood. The floor's slippery, and there's writing on the walls.



You will fail

You mean nothing

You will not be missed

Your end comes soon



Everywhere I look there's more of these messages, and I can feel myself giving up. I'm alone, so the messages make sense. On my own, I'm not worth anything. On my own, nobody will care. On my own, nobody can miss me. Nobody can save me, nobody can help me. In my condition I'm not able to do anything, I'm barely walking. I can't look after myself. There's a shadow in the hallway, but there's so much blood I can't make anything out.



It goes around a corner and disappears. I'm trying to follow, but I'm so slow. The floor is so slippery it's a struggle to keep going. I make it to the corner, and there's another message.



Have faith in chaos.



All the blood is pooled in the bigger room there, and the shadow is waiting there. It doesn't answer me when I ask who it is. I can't even tell what gender it is. But I know it's calling to me somehow. I can't hear it, but...feel it, almost. Like I'm being pulled by an invisible chain. So I go towards it, and in the middle of the room, everything goes black. There's this gurgling laugh. I'm covered in blood. It's everywhere, and it's growing with my own. Because the crutches aren't there. I'm lying on the ground. There's a knife just out of reach, and both my wrists and my throat are cut. Just before I wake up, there's one more message.



You failed.

 

[Evil Eye]

Were you under a lot of stress at the time?

 

[Sinon]

Not much more than usual. Shortly after it began I was diagnosed with depression though, maybe it was to do with that.

 

[Evil Eye]

It sounds pretty depressed... Don't really need a degree to see that.