hey anon, tell me the most creepy nightmare you've ever had

Sometimes I dream that I'm put into a situation where I have to commit an atrocious crime like recently one in which I had to kill an entire family with my pocket knife and then to make the dream even worse it continued on to me having to clean up the crime scene and experience all the sickening self-loathing associated with the whole process.

I was Satan, chewing on Judas

I saw a friend, he yelled that I was chewing on myself

I looked down, thinking I was chewing my greatest enemy. It was myself, Inwas shocked

That friend - I remember as Dante even though that isn't him

It was cold, the always uncomfortable cold

>>18655849
I once dreamed a huge ass worm ate everyone in the planet, and me, my mom and my grandma were the last three living people in the world.
>Inb4 psychoanalysis

Is it normal that I don't remember having nightmares?

>>18655849
The only one to really fuck with me was when I was a kid. It's shit and looking at it now there was nothing creepy about it, it was just absurd. I was in my bathroom right in front of the mirror taking a shower (impossible for the bathroom). A fuckin bear turns up behind me and as I run up the wall like spiderman to escape it, the bear turns into a t-rex and I see it's jaws coming for me. Then I'm back in front of the mirror, only my face is magnified and screaming. I have no idea why it scared me - probably because I was a puss as a kid. The scariest thing lately would be flashbacks to past abuse, but no nightmares have stayed in my memory so I don't know, man. It's interesting reading the stories of everyone else, though.

>>18655849
my nightmares are pretty tame, but I have some daring adventures in nightmarish dreamscapes.
>at the base of a giant black sinewy spire
>walk around it, no entrance
>have a knife, cut my way in
>entire place is dead and sterile, the smell is clean but leaves a dry feeling in the lungs
>walk into a hallway where there's a 8 foot monster
>its asymetrical and made of black mesh that looks sleek and slimy with a big sword arm covered in strange biotechnology
>stick my knife in it before running away
>wake up on the shore of a big green pool
>drink from a canteen on my belt, feel like the water is poisonous
>go through an open orifice
>the whole place looks strangely alive, covered in black and grey mesh that puffs out like flesh
>crawl up a hole that goes up in a spiral
>try to go through other holes but they get too small
>only going up for me
>get to the top and see the top of the spire
>smaller spires jut out from the sides
>its so high up that the wind is heavy, it howls on the small spires
>the doors and orifices that lead to other chambers are all huge now
>come upon one with a huge monitor on it
>there are three arguing A.I.s
>one of them is going crazy about killing everything
>the other is making up random things and skipping to old memories
>and the other is just a blank screen covered in static

>>18655983
it's clear to me that you are covering up a love for penis anon, the giant worm clearly symbolizes your dads cock consuming everything in the world, until eventually only you and your mom are left and you can hide from your love of your fathers cock no longer

In the dream I went to church and was praying while it was empty

I think my mom (or some authority figure) asked me if i wanted to see god

Then I "wake up" on a lab bench and I was being operated on by Ayy Lmaos

I shit you not that was my real dream... it shook me up for a few days and led to my "ayy lmao" phase

>>18655849
i was like 8 years old when I dreamed that I was on my grandma's house, my cousins and me were on the living room when someone knocked at the door and there was a strange smell, anyway an aunt opened the door and it was satan himself who was waiting outside, the moment he steped inside the livingroom everyone flew the house except me.

I was calm sitting on a sofa and looking at the devil, after a small staring contest he just walked and took a seat across mine, I remember that he was telling me that he was there for me, that he was tired of waiting for my death to claim my soul, I told him that he couldn't kill me and he laughed.

once he stoped he said that he had guards to do it for him, on that moment a sound outside took my atention and I saw a fucking gorilla with claws enter the house, I remember that that thing could almost touch the roof with the head.

it was insanely fast and tried to kill me, I woke up just a moment before it could behead me

>>18656141
You should create comics. I like your style, man

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>>18655849
>Fell out of cupboard in my best friends house
>Best friend we will call Katya and my girlfriend we will call Anastasiya are sitting on Katyas bed, both with horrible grey bags, very tired faces, and when I walk in they just stare at me.
>I murmur "I'm sorry" and run out of the house and into the pine forest
>Pine forest is really cold and dark
>I hear talking far away, run really fast over to it
>fall into ditch and slam on my head in at a train station
>It actually physically hurt and I felt it
>I see two family friends sitting next to eachother on a bench talking, I chat to them and give one a handshake, their handshake is all twisted and retarded
>Say hi to them, ask how they are, normal convo ect
>guy is screaming and crying because he can't pay for his ticket
>I walk up to him, give him the $2 he needed for a ticket
>he pinches my wallet so I chase him onto the train
>he is sitting down in a crowd and dosen't notice me
>I do one extremely hard hit onto his head
>he turns to me and is a down syndrome/retard
>he starts screaming
>everyone near him turns retarded and starts screaming
>i start screaming
Now this bit, I think it was a part of the dream but i'm not sure
>i wake up out in the catwalk of my house staring at the stars from a window
>im on all fours and my body really hurts and is contorted
>start calling for the people in the house to help me, they can't hear
>I realise where I am and thought I was sleepwalking, I then I guess teleport back into my bed staring at the stars again
>It was the most beautiful night sky I have seen in my entire life
>I look down to go back to sleep, theres figure squatting in the corner of my room
>I try to scream but nothing happens, I move up my arm but its extremely heavy and just fell back down with no control
It was like sleep paralysis but i'm not sure
>start trying to scream to get out of this dream once and for all
>I wake up screaming finally after lots of struggle, and the sun is just rising

I am walking with my mom down a familiar street at dusk. Across the street from us a man is walking, keeping pace and then falling behind. My mom says "that man isn't wearing any pants!" panic in her voice. I notice now that, truly, the man is naked from the waist down, flaccid penis jiggling along to his shambling gait. At first it doesn't perturb me but nothing about it seems funny. "Yeah, don't worry about it" I say, "let's go this way" I lead my mom across the street and down a narrower road and soon we are in a parking lot set away from the main road. My mother is wearing a dress. All of a sudden the pantless vagrant is very close. He speaks and my blood is curdled by the unsettlingly proper speaking voice he commands, almost old English. "Lady, if you'll just lift that dress..." My mother screams and backs away. I see a cinderblock on the ground and pick it up. The man without pants now brandishes a very short, cruelly sharp shiv. His face is completely obscured. I toss the cinderblock at him but it glances off of his shoulder and doesn't phase him. He's in front of me. I grab and the shiv and, to my horror, it's so viciously sharpened that shards of metal break off in my fingertips as I try to wrest it from his hands. He grabs my wrist with his free hand. Then he takes the small blade down my arm and opens my arteries. The pain is excruciating. My mother screams again. I can see a friend walking towards us but he doesn't understand the urgency of the situation. I cry out but it is soundless. I'm scrabbling at the blade and shards of metal are breaking off like dust but I can't get a grip. He drags the blade down my other arm. I am shivering, shaking, helplessly bleeding out in front of my mom and this pantless maniac.

Suddenly my friend is there. The man without pants has moved behind a nearby tree and is masturbating. He is masturbating to me and my life escaping through my ruined wrists. He climaxes.

I can't stop replaying the dream for days.

I'll tell it as I remember it, details and all as they came.

My family lived in an old house - mother, father, sister and me. The house was made entirely out of wood, and was not painted - it only had the dark grey of old treated wood. The back had a porch, and had a dug-up yard with a wooden fence surrounding it, leading to the side of the street and a backstreet. It was on the corner of a street, there was another house about 50 yards away on that street. It was painted like a barn - red walls, white roof, but was otherwise identical in structure. The weather was very overcast and gloomy.

I was playing with my sister in the backyard while my father lounged on the porch. One of my friends ran the fence down in a green Mustang fastback. He comes out wearing a frog onesie, and says we're going to the mall. I hop aboard the car and we go.

Cut scene to later that day. I'm in front of my house. Most of the ground and a lot of the front side of the house is covered by a thick mossy mold/fungus. I run to a wooden grate and pull it out. I crawl through the opening into a small storage room. I take the door into the hallway, and proceed into the house. First doorway to my right, a room is illuminated by an oil lamp. My father and sister were laying on two tables, on their back. My sister was covered up to the belly button in the mold, while my father somehow survived being consumed up to the ribcage - with half his torso also stripped of flesh, leaving bones a deep, almost black purple skeleton. I ran out and into a bathroom further down the hall, next to the staircase. I look into a mirror. I have a spot of fungus on my hair. It falls off, taking my hair and scalp with it. My face melts off and I can do nothing but watch. I wake up, and hear a wall clock ticking. Except we didn't have a wall clock.

>share room with brother
>brother has kid's cardboard basketball hoop with a picture of Michael Jordan on it
>it's one of those pictures where the eyes follow you
>Michael Jordan watches me sleep; watches me play for weeks
>complain daily about it
>mom and dad don't care
>have to work up the courage to cross the dark room and cover it with a blanket at night
>one night have a dream that the Michael Jordan basketball hoop is growling at me
>eyes glowing red
>teeth white
>wake up
>first thing I see is the Michael Jordan basketball hoop
>seething with rage
>no more fear
>(but I still turn on the lights)
>before stomping and tearing it to shreds
>brother wakes up and witnesses it's demolition, begging me to stop
>so mad I'm crying as I destroy the cursed object
>brother starts yelling for mom and dad
>mom storms in with sleepy panicked face
>sees what I've done
>starts laughing
>brother sees mom laughing and starts crying
>didn't get into trouble

I was in some high school. I get to the third floor for a class. The classroom has a teacher and students, they're all dead. They look at me. I turn back and try to run. I trip, and try crawling. I am heavy, and the floor is rubber. High friction. Someone comes, offers me a hand. I get up. Fast forward to... Lunch? I get to my locker. The locker room is strange. The rows follow the long side of an ellipsoid, with a nice space in the middle. Off the one end, where the doors are, there is a lounge like area with a nice mahogany table and velvet furnished chairs. I take something out of my locker. It is suddenly dark. Like if the lights were off and the moon was shining directly into the room. There is someone laying on the table. He is dead. There are people appearing out of thin air who instantly die. I die too. My viewpoint is brought far above the locker room. The bodies shift towards the middle area. They form a face. The face laughs. I wake up.

One, I dreamt of a high school, which was lit during the night, which I never knew about. It was eerie.

Another. I am a detective. I open a file. There's a shadow in a backstreet. The file is about a murder. The shadow looks like maybe a big dog. The murder victim was attacked by two people. The shadow is better defined - the mangled body of a woman. The murder was committed with two lead pipes. The woman's body is bloated. There is no known suspects to the murder. The woman was lying in a puddle of rainwater and her skin was yellowed for some reason. There is no known motivation for the murder. I "wake up". Sleep paralysis. The woman phases out of the wall. I cannot move. She stares at me. I feel like I'm falling. I blink. She is gone. I get up and gets the lights on. I do not sleep that night.

>>18656362
Jesus dude. This one chilled me to the core

>>18656262
Fuck, man, I'd avoid sleeping after that

I receive a decrepit old musty coffin through a delivery company. It's taken to my bedroom and I open it to find the mummified remains of a female, dressed in a white dress, almost like a wedding dress, it's no female I recognise though.

I pick up the stiff, dusty corpse and place it on my bed and then I lie next to it and cuddle up to it. I feel a sense of sadness and loss but also comfort being next to it.

And that's how the dream ends. Was so realistic and creeped me the fuck out. Dreamt it nearly 10 years ago now and although I'd never lost a loved one, a week afterward my girlfriend of 6 years finished with me out of the blue so I always felt that this was my subconscious telling me our relationship was dead. Weird.

>>18656362
I need counseling just reading that

I was some faceless avatar - a pointy limbed faceless black and white being like something out of a simple artsy flash game. I am standing on one end of a bridge. It is foggy. Beyond the bridge, almost behind the fog, is a three story house. Fast forward. I just entered the house. I open random doors. Young people get out and start following me. Youngest is seven, oldest is sixteen. We go up floors, and continue. At this point, we are seven people and one wierd creature dude (me). We open one last door. We hear rumbling, feel dread. We enter a dumbwaiter elevator thing, leave through the basement. I escort the young ones out. I am the last one to cross the small bridge. I turn back. Two white shining eyes are glaring at me. I feel their intense anger and hatred. I wake up.

Strangely enough, two weeks after, I happened to meet someone on IRC. We talked about dreams. I mentioned that dream. They claim they remember clearly that place - it was a reoccurring nightmare to them. There was other children who were killed by a thing in that house. They said that since that creature - that black and white faceless jester - got them out of the house, they never had that dream again. Coincidence? Extrapolation? Maybe. I don't know.

I dream about death a lot. Here's one from the other night I jotted down.

>dead kid with head smashed open
>brains everywhere
>teacher trying to control the crowds but everyone is coming to see
>another kid vomits
>teacher seems defeated. he knows he can't fix the problem

I was in the woods. It was sunset in autumn. I was a baboon, and I was waiting for my aeroplane. Out of nowhere, I found myself being chased by bleeding skinless horses wielding kitchen knives. I was saved by a different horse but missed my flight.

I have recurring nightmares following two distinct themes.

In one theme, I'm always trying to escape a person who is vomiting profusely. I can't get away from them, though. No matter how many locked doors I put between us, they get to me. Sometimes, there are multiple people vomiting everywhere. Sometimes it's just one person, and everyone else in the dream seems to find this behaviour perfectly reasonable. I always find it terrifying. I have this dream maybe once or twice a month, and have had it since I was a little kid. I must've been having this same dream 20 years soon.

In the other, there's a tsunami. Everyone else gets away, but I'm somehow crippled and can't make it to high ground.

I die a lot in my dreams, too. That's a thing. I don't like it. I've been shot, I've had cinderblocks dropped on my head, I've been in car crashes, I've fallen from massive heights, I've drowned.

>>18656370
Fuckin creepy

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>>18656439
Yeah, it was quiet a traumatic episode to be honest. I'm still really confused by the dream, and I know threes some important details that I am missing. I have already had many sleep paralysis/horrible nightmare episodes, but this one worries me as i'm falling asleep, that something similar will happen again, but more terrifying, and I will not be able to escape it until someone wakes me up or so.
I have some other spooky dreams, if I can recall them well enough i'll post em too.

When I was around 8 I had a nightmare about drowning in some dark low visibility forest, I woke up after it but I had the same nightmare the other two times I tried sleeping that night

>>18655849
Being a little kid playing on the playground and all of a sudden midget terrorists flying little airplanes start crashing into the playground equipment.

>>18655849
why you making me remember anon?

basically there was this androgynous female and she was in some sort of wheelchair and if I remember it well the legs were sorta goat-like, the background was a building and some grass. the image disturbed me

One time I dreamed about a giant dragon breaking into my house and I ended up killing it, and then the dragon turned into a human and that human was my mom. I asked her, "why didn't you defend yourself" and she replied, "a mother could never bring herself to hurt her own child"

>>18657212
>directed by m. night shamalama

>>18657219
Speaking of which, I heard that Split boosted his rep up a bit. Good for him.

>>18655849
>was chased by a lady ghost for most of the dream
>ghost finds me
>ends up with me having sex with the ghost

It's strange because the first 2 third of the dream was actually scary as fuck. What does it mean?

>>18657231
i saw it
its the only m night film i have seen
it was ok, not fantastic and in my opinion there was no plot twist

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>>18655849

"I have no mouth and I must scream"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kdqyG3CcoLM

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>>18657233
Post the juicy details, anon

Worst I ever had.

>in Ukraine
>20+c at night
>normal secksy time dream to begin with
>shit gets more and more perverse, to the point where there are lolis and orgies
>a figure with a bull skull for a head offers me a baby to fuck
>I refuse and decide that I've had enough and want out
>fully aware that I'm dreaming so I try to wake myself up, the figure won't let me though and offers me all manner of 'delights' to stay
>I scream and scream, trying to get my voice out of my sleeping body
>girlfriend wakes me as apparently I have been convulsing and babbling, with a final thing being "annonette please help me, please, he won't let me out"
>last thing I hear as I feel myself slide back into my body is an utterly inhuman and bone chilling scream, from my dream self.
>room is freezing fucking cold, and my gf says that just when I started spasming she could swear I was shrouded in a darkness, even though there's an annoying as fuck streetlight shining in on me where I slept.
>her mom tells us the next morning that she had a bad feeling that the prayers and blessings that she'd had done to that apartment may have been broken. With no prompting from me or my gf that anything was up.

Spoopy.

Since then I've had reoccurring visits from Mr office mc skullington but mostly he has just told me that something shit is gonna happen soon and not to worry.

>>18657241
It's a dream I had like 10 years ago, I just remember some details because it was weird as fuck.

>the chase happened on a hill, hands tried to grab me from below the surface
>she was scary as fuck, don't remember herface though
>sex was near a pool don't remember much of it.

It felt pretty good, I had the best morning fap ever.

I was trying to protect some innocent people from a robbery but ended up getting shot. I woke up in hell and tried to climb out of a pit that I was in. When I crawled out all I could see was a fiery horizon and thousands upon thousands of zombie like people getting whipped by demons. I wondered what I did to deserve to go there. Then I woke up in the ambulance getting my gunshot wounds treated and felt glad that I wasn't in hell. Then, during surgery to get bullet fragments out I died and went to hell again.

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>Aghori (flesh eating occult practicing Indian Sadhus) had set up a health spa in some trendy part of my town.
>They were eating corpses and pooling the juices and fat into bathing pools
>White hipsters were embracing this wise and exotic culture by bathing in the pools
>I was encouraged into one pool and held under by an Aghori who had been eating a corpse a moment before.

Pretty spoopy.

>>18655849
I was 5/6 when I had this dream, but it still the worst nightmare I've ever had:
I was in my couch with my parents when we hear the noise of a car entering in our private parking slot and honking the clacson, on the back of the house. Since both my parents are home and my sister doesn't have yet her license, We quickly go out to find that the car is moving without anyone driving it, except a pair of shadowy hands. Scared We go back in and sit on the couch again when We hear a hissing coming from the kithchen: a fucking snake is there, I grab a knife and try to stab the motherfucker but it just eats my left leg with a single bite. The horror I felt all trough the nightmare is something I never felt again until last year, when I had another nightmare involving a reptile of some sort

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Oh god this brings up memories.

As a kid I had a nightmare where my elementary class was locked in some kind of death struggle where my classmates and I had to run long distances trought a desert of some kind for a purpose I cannot recall. We would all head in different directions and after finally returning to the classroom there were far fewer students who actually made it back from whatever we were supposed to be doing and I just stared at all the empty seats in absolute terror.

That one fucked me up for quite a bit. I think I was about 7 at the time.

Dammit thread, don't die on me.

>>18660780
Here have a bump. Also if someone can give an interpretation to these dreams that Would be fine

>>18660791
you don't want to know the mysteries behind the veil, anon.

Courtesy bump, but it's hard to say between two dreams.

One was that I was in an apartment complex and there was a whiteout blizzard outside with a level 3 state of emergency. Nobody was allowed out, not even police. The person I was staying with complained we were running out of food and I was standing with my back to the window. Suddenly he gets terrified out of nowhere and for some reason I let out a bloodcurdling scream before jumping on top of him scratching as hands and face, biting his fingers. As my scream faded out, so did my consciousness until I was outside - then I woke up deathly cold.

Another dream wasn't quite as vivid, but I quite literally had been abducted by aliens in it. No subtlety involved, however they discovered I was a furfag and turned me into a werewolf against my will. To do this they had me look in a mirror where I was shoved into it and it was made of a substance like mercury. Afterwards I was sent back where I proceeded to attack a bunch of people for no reason. My fursona isn't a wolf either.

>>18655849
My heel was infected with parasitic wasp maggots and looked like a bees hive. If I had walked on it, I knew that it would cave in.

>>18662198
There was also that dream where I was stuffed into a tight space with a bunch of my once best friend. We were naked and sweaty. I know for a fact I'm straight which is why this one was so sickening.

>on a train
>look down the aisle
>there are two people in expressionless clown masks in between the cars
>turn to ask someone who the fuck the masked people were
>everyone has disappeared and I'm by myself.
>the clowns pull out handguns and open the door between the cars and start walking towards me
>shitshitshit
>start running from car to car with them chasing me
>feels like we are going forever, I eventually lose them for a time
>reach the end of the train
>hide in a closet
>they slowly walk by
>they notice me
>the male opens the door and points his gun in my face
>right as he pulls the trigger there is a thunderclap in real life
>wake up

It might sound kind of generic but that shit was terrifying

When I was little, my favorite thing to do was sit with my grandfather and watch scary movies. One night I dreamed I was in his lap watching one of our favorite shows. Well. I looked up finally, and it wasn't my grandfather. It was this Nosferatu looking guy. He was gnarled and had pointed ears. He looked down and smiled, revealing a bunch of pointed teeth. Then he snatched me in his arms and started eating me alive. He was gnawing into my chest. I could see my mother's light on in her room and screamed for her. Then woke up.


I had that dream when I was...gosh...probably around 4 or 5 and I still remember it so well. I even remember 'feeling' being bitten and stuff.

I walked into my house and heard my wife upstairs screaming I figured she was just cheating on me again so I started to walk away and heard oh God no fucking God no so I turned around and I saw my wife crying in the bathtub alone so I went and got in with her then the water got extremely cold and the lights turned out and I could see my wife get out of the tub and leave so I just sit there in the cold dark room and a completely black figure literally all black I could see it it had like black skin and no face it came and got in the tub across from me and I couldn't move it just put it's not face in it's folded arms and stared at the water I wanted to run but something bad was going to happen that's why my wife was screaming...

>Qt girl and I at family Christmas Party.
>We go outside for a minute to be alone.
>Cool day. Bright Sunshine.
>We hold hands.
>I ask her if she wants to go for a walk.
>Nice neighborhood.
>We end up at antique shop.
>There is no antique shop there but w/e it's a dream.
>We make fun of hipsters buying trash.
>Great fucking day.
>Later
>We stare lovingly into each others eyes.
>We make out.
>Never been happier.
>Wake up.
>Realize it was all a dream.
>Realize girl and I are just friends.
>...
>Hold back tears.
>I will die alone.

Strange figures standing over me
Extreme pain
Tells me not to tell anyone and I will be rewarded
Wake up and every door in house is open

I can't remember

>>18655849
Had a dream a week ago, it was a cozy home setting and I was a little kid. It was all cozy and happy. Had a proper family and stuff. Asked my father figure in that dream to take me outside and he said "Not at the moment. I promised to teach your brother how to play Fallout: Tactics" and it was still pretty cozy even though I was a brat in the dream. then I went to the kitchen and saw a door, freaked me the fuck out for some reason. I just looked at this white door with old chipped paint. Looking at it I'm almost in the uncanny valley but with a stupid door. then the door opens by itself and I'm like
WTF.jpg
and then there was another door behind it that was like black and looked like Lovecraft type shit and I was screaming and shit felt adrenaline shoot through me like "do or die" and that woke me up. I dubbed that dream "Double Door Spookshit" I heard a rumor online to never open a door in a dream cuz of shit like this.

Recent one

>Wake up in bed in dream
>Go up to the window and look outside
>See gravestones everywhere right outside my window (I live on the 1st floor), landscape is normal except there's gravestones everywhere
>Mom walks in
>Asks me what I'm looking at
>I say I'm looking at all the gravestones
>She says she doesn't see any gravestones outside

Kind of spooky

>>18657233
Its real! The fabled wet nightmare!

>>18655849


This shit still gives me chills.

>be at my local library
>everything's normal
>talking to the librarian
>all of a sudden grabbed by something
>drug through the door
>it shuts
>an ear splitting scream

Then I woke up. I had chills for a good half hour after that one.

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>>18665202

>be friends with girl
>really like her
>don't know how she feels
>have a dream we were both laying together (not sexual)
>she says "I want to know you"
>says it again
>was so happy at that point
>wake up
>everything is shattered
>be depressed for rest of the day

>>18655849
Well, OP, when I was just a young child, I would have recurring dreams and nightmares. If someone wants,I can explain each in as much detail as I could. They wren't all bad, but not long after I began getting them, I began to dread being stuck in something like that. I had no way of waking up from them, and they could turn bad at any moment. I would frequently get very little sleep, as I would try to keep myself awake, so I would't have to dream. If I couldn't manage to do that, my parents would often have to wake up screaming. They told me many times that they would carry me around in their arms, but I wouldn't wake up; just whimper and yelp. Keep in mind, this happened since I was 5-9. Some of the dreams were one time instances, but most nights i'd remember one of the dreams I dreamt most often. But soon after I began getting these dreams,I remember something showing up in EVERY DAMN DREAM. I can't really describe it- I knew most of these dreams like that back of my hand, but this thing that started to show up in every one of my dreams I can't describe. All I remember was that it was lanky, and it made me deathly scared. Sometimes, I know it would be lurking in the background of my dream, and I wouldn't be able to pay attention to it at all. Other times, it would be right there. Usually I would wake up right after it appeared (though in one dream, i was being chased by it. thinking back on it, it was like a slender horror game.) I never told anyone about it, and I always tried to forget about it as soon as I could. I never even told the doctor my parents got me. To this day, I'm not entirely sure why. It just.. Seemed like something you wouldn't talk about. I dunno.

>>18665696
Moving on, the dreams were like this for a while. It would be the same thing, with that thing lurking or coming after me, driving me insane. I was getting used to it, and getting older. I began to ridicule the thing in my own head. It couldn't scare me anymore, I was a big boy now. Then, around that time when I became a *big boy*, it started to show up much more.. Violently. There rarely came a time when this creature was not screaming at me in my own dreams, every damn night. I still fucking remember that, and to be honest, I keep checking around my room to make sure nothing's there. One of the worst dreams that presented itself then, was me, sitting calmly in my bed, trying not to go to sleep. It felt like I was awake, but tired, trying not to go to sleep like every night, my eyes darting from dark corner to dark corner of my room, spotting each thing in my room that looked odd. Then, I would hear pounding footsteps outside of my closed door, and my door would open instantly, BAM! I'd hear a terrifying screech as the monster dashed at me. Thinking about it now is making me shiver a little. I feel scared writing this.

>>18665709
I didn't feel safe anywhere; not my bed, nor my parent's arms. I couldn't sleep over at anyone's houses, I always seemed like a zombie of a kid; my dreams were killing me. They kept getting worse.

This dream I remember most vividly. It was a recurring dream that I dreamt most often-- i'll decribe details upon request. But it was different this time. Usually, I would have friends of family with me in this dream. They weren't there. As I entered a room I always had, they all looked like.. themselves, but the thing. I can't describe it in any way, I can't even say it was a mix between the two because I don't know what the thing even looked like really. They were just.. So, utterly wrong. They were motionless, and staring at me. I went in to another room. The same thing; my family and friends in different positions, but still looking wrong. I continued to dash from room to room, each time I did they seemed to get closer to me, and to the door I would enter. Eventually, I just stopped. I hesitated, and turned around. They were all a foot away from me. The odd thing was that one of my father's was the only one smiling. I turned back around. And the real thing was there, right in my face. I tried to back away, but they all got in my way. All of them, screaming. It felt like forever before I woke up myself, screaming.

That was the creepiest nightmare I've ever had.
Sorry for not greentexting that, it might've been a lot easier to read. I doubt anyone will read it now ;-;

I had this dream three nights ago, in which i think i was raped by a succubus.

>It was noon ,like 5 p.m, when most of the outside looks partialy orange
>the dream was really long, but this part that i will writte it's the last
>Me and other 3 morons ,that we'll call ,Chapo ,Rod and Vin ,arrive to a wooden bridge ,above a concrete-walled river ,inside a city that i don't recognize
>As we cross the bridge, we reach a suposed haunted property that i convince them to explore
>The property's land it's not too big ,but had a 2 floor house in the middle of it
>The property it's stone walled and and has only one iron gate ,that looks like the ones in a Scooby Doo chapter
>So there we are ,trying to find a way to sneak into it
>My buds are in the iron gate ,peeking inside and looking at the tinted window that face from the second floor as i find myself halfway climbing the stone wall as a mexican will do trying yo get a better life
>So ,there i am, inside the land ,and without waiting for the others i hola inside the house
>There were no front or back doors, so one can get inside with no problem
>I am surprised by the fact that there are an entire aristocrat living room, wooden table in the middle ,book shelves and other furniture that looked not so abandoned
>There were too a kitchen and another room ,this one only had a window that faced to the front gate as the one of the second floor, but this one was smaller, this was the only distinction un this room ,cause there was nothing inside it ,just space, and a gray depressed color, this room really looked abandoned
>As i get back outside, my mates get in ,so we all investigate all the property
>There was nothing of interest on the outside ,just dry land with irregular patches of yellowish grass ,so we get in again
>As we get in once again ,we note that there was a lady ,a lifeless lady standing behind the wooden table, she was dressed old fashion ,like the way they used in the 50's ,with a faded red dress

I've been having these same nightmares for the passed 6years
>be in a large room with people from work and friends I no longer see anymore
>In the middle is a large pillar with mirrors surrounding it like a protective armor
>Everyone's stariring at the this like it's the second coming of Jesus
>I start talking to everyone trying to get someone's attention or getting some answers what this thing is
>They don't even flinch as I flail my arms around
>I notice something about their eyes
>They're empty
>I curiosity look at the pillar for a minute or two
>My reflection starts showing me my teeth in straightforward way
>I notice my teeth are yellow and loose which it strange since I've brushed,flaswsed and used mouthwash since I can remember
>He starts pulling them out one by one with no pain in his face
>A few seconds I start feeling the pain with him still showing his melancholy face as before
>As I try to escape his gaze a sudden breezes of fatigue weights me down leaving me paralyzed helpless at his mercy
>As he finishes pulling the last of his teeth he reaches out and gives them to me in his one empty had
>I muster the strength to move my head ever so slightly to see theses teeth but there not what I had though they were
>It's some sort of black sludge
Might not be scary but keeps bothering me to this day on what the sludge might be or represent

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I once dreamed I was in hell and saw Satan preparing his army of demons to invade earth.

>>18665696
>>18665709
>>18665713
Interesting. Most interesting post I read from this thread

>>18665949
>She was looking right toward us
>We tried to nope outside ,but ,the fucking entrante was GONE
>There was ,instead ,a portion of a wall and nothing more than it, like it there was never a door at all
>We accept our fate for creeping in the wrong place
>Vin and Rod lose concioussness and fall
>Chapo and me were running like the way rats do when they are cornered, avoiding the spectre
>I ran to the abandoned room where the window was, Chapo followed me without looking back
>The lady it's staring at us ,not doing nothing more than it ,just standing being a silouette of our fears
>As we cross the room ,she just move her neck so the bitch could delight her lust for fear seeing ours asses flee outside the room
>We get to the room
>thereisnowindowsforu.linux
>Just a plain ,gray ,old wall again
>But there were something that i ignored or she make appear
>The stairs to the second floor, that weren't in there kitchen or in the living room
>She is guide us ,she has control of our souls for being the sneaky shits we were
>We ran at full speed to the 2nd floor ,far from whatever the dead lady wanted
>It took us what it feels 20 minutes to get the second plant, like the stairs in mario 64, but instead of the creepy music we got the old ass lady who always was 6 steps behind us

>>18666019
Have you sinned anon?

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>>18656394
>mfw anon got mentally raped by Michael Jordan's face

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>>18655849
I remember walking around in a dark neighborhood, and I felt like I was being watched so I kept turning around to see if anything was following me, then I saw fucking Noo-Noo from the Teletubbies with red, glowing eyes look at me.

I stared back at it and it grew muscular legs and it ran at me at full fucking speed and tackled me. It screamed at me and then I woke up.

>>18666088
>The entire second plant it's a room with a big bed in the middle ,a dresser, and random objects across the floor and the tinted crystal window facing outside
>It's still late noon ,like the 4 excrutiating past hours has never happened at allí
>"Fuck ,it's a traphole" i thought as i turn to see the old lady right un front of me
>There is no Chapo anymore ,there's only me ,the lady ,and the room
>She began to walk towards me as she gets nude
>She looked like a 60 years old lad ,so i thought that she had zero strong
>She was full naked and nearer
>I decide to blew her jaw with a tigge uppercut
>95% of headshot
>She just grab my punch with the strong of a SS2 Bill Cosby
>And then ,she talked to me
>"Useless" she said
>Her voice, was not only one , sounded like 3 different women trying to speak at the same time
>She ripped my clothes without letting my hand go
>Then ,with the same hand she undress me began to choke me
>pass out
>Wake up in the bed of the room ,naked ,and there was another lady
>She looked like Jennifer Love-Hewitt but more pale and thiner
>She says nothing and kissed the fuck out me
>She's naked too
>I was frightened no more, there was this horny gentleman that was getting laid by a ghost lady that help spirits
>With her left hand began to touch my face, my cheeks , then went down to my chest ,she goes under ,now she's on my belly to finish on my cock
>With the other hand ,she began to play with the nutsack ,in the way one plays with a pair of dices
>Gettin hard with the strengt of hercules right arm after a fap to aphrodite
>She get notice of it and the ride began
>Felt the entire fuck
>feelsgoodman.Exe
>Cum inside her ,finish the load and pass out once again

>>18655849
Aqua was getting bullied on the internet.

Then I woke up.

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>>18665696
>>18665709
>>18665713
>>18666066
Something like this?

>>18666463
Bad news anon, you're never waking up from that nightmare.

>creepy
So I was creeping arround creeper territory, and then some creep made a noise that instantly crept me, had to creep behind a mountain of crepes of several flavours, then I started eating the crepes and noticed they had been done to seem like creepy faces, anyway after eating some more of the creepy crepes I crept towards the armchair, turned on the tv and a skeleton crept out of the screen.

The dream had started out normally - fulfilling average duties and doing average tasks. I looked up to the sky and blinked; not a second after giant pyramids appeared. No, none of this "we wuz kangs Egyptian Pyramids". The closest estimation I can find imagery for is Leviathan from Hellraiser II. They just sat in the clouds and floated there. People went crazy, no one could figure out what the fuck was happening.


A few days after arriving, the pyramid/Leviathan shapes began to spin and rotate in a 360* movement, while slowly descending to the ground. No matter how close they came to hitting the ground, buildings or mountain ranges, they were always just too far away to do it.


A small jump in time later, I'm sitting in the middle of a highway - the sun's just started setting. I get a phone call, but I can't understand any of the words; it's just screaming and shouting. Eventually, I am able to understand something - "Come home, anon, we miss you". I don't know the voice, but I know that it isn't friendly.


I eventually find some other people who escaped whatever came from the Leviathan Pyramids, and we try to enter this giant mansion on a hill - think Buckingham Palace, but 3x larger. Since there were six of us, we split into three group of two's - one group explores top floor, one explores middle, and one explores lower floor. I was put into a group looking at the top floor.


I remember the floor being patchy and dirty as if something had left residue when walking along the hallways. For some reason things began to deteriorate like I'd just taken the largest amount of LSD, or bad acid. I turned around on the spot to see the person I was with at the time also turn to look at the doorway to the room we were in; a fairly bright green light began to move to the doorway from the right side very slowly. Since she was closer to see what it was, she let out a scream and then the dream ended.

A girl loved me for who I am.

>>18656010
That means you were anal-porbed at some point in your life. Now your nightmares power the alien ships.

I was in my living room and I saw myself sitting down in a chair, from behind. I am talking but I can't make out the words properly. I walk up to myself and put an arm on my own shoulder and feel an arm on my shoulder and turn around. There is nobody there, I turn back to my seated self and I see that I have turned around and my face is open in a silent scream, my eyes and mouth start lighting up and the entire room explodes in brightness and I scream myself awake.

This is a recurring dream (2-3 times a month). I can never make out the words seated me speaks before the light sequence, but I want to say it's either numbers of noises that sound like numbers, it has the same rhythm as when you countdown: 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5... But it's nothing I recognise.

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>>18666463
>>18667148
I came into this thread to post something along these lines

>>18655849
Me and my colleagues were at a conference in a hotel. We go to our rooms, and it's the next morning. When we are leaving for the breakfast, we see C coming out of his room, visibly shaken. I go and ask him what happened but he doesn't tell me. So I ask around the hotel and they tell me that the room he booked is a cursed room and noone can survive a night there. Nobody knows what happens inside. But I know I saw C this morning. Also apparently, there are rules for the room. It only works if there's a single person in the room and the door has to be closed.
After the conferences, I rush to the room and go in before C. I close the door, then there is only black, and it's the next day. It's like nothing happened and we continue with our day. That night I want to go back a second time. So I fucking rush after lunch but I see C in the room and the door begins to close. I make it in just before the door slams shut. We look at each other and the phone begins to ring. C says "it begins". The room starts shaking and we see a guy holding a knife with clown make up.
We look at each other, and C jumps the guy, but he swings the knife and C poofs into a smoke cloud and disappears. Clown guy looks at me, he looks very scared. He tells me "It was just a bet, man" and cuts my leg with the knife. My leg disappears and as I fall I understand what happened completely.
C died the first day, and I died the second. The door closed on us because we weren't alive in the room, the clown guy was. He was there on a bet and he thought we were there to kill him.
As soon as I understood this, I, yelling, throw a full power kamehameha on the ground, the camera moves outside, we were in the Empire State all along. The building blows from roof the ground as my laser goes through.
The screen goes black and I see these sentences:
>The best terrorist attack since 9/11!
>Michael Bay did it again!
Then I woke up laughing my ass off.

Weirdest dream I had that I was remember was pretty trippy.
>walk into room with coffin with frozen body in it
>look in coffin at notice it is my father
>whole body is frozen except for top of head
>notice half his head is gone and brain is visible
>freak and attempt to pick through ice

Not a dream but, these two happened some years in between, when I was around 6 to 10. Both times I was having seizures from high fever.
In the first one, I was looking at my bookcase, but there was a big circle in behind a smaller square in the air. And the fucking circle went inside and through the fucking square, like it was smaller, but it was not.
In the second, I hid behind my mother because I saw a boulder rolling from the sky, but the boulder was way smaller than my mother and me, like a small rock, but I knew that it was going to smash mom and me.
Now I'm a mathematician and I kid you not writing these evokes a certain looming terror in me.
Like how the fuck does these even happen?

>>18655849
It started off looking into a storefront after dark. The only light in the store leaked in from the streetlights. It looked like maybe an antique or flea market or something.. lots of clutter and big shadowy items.

Next scene is inside the shop towards the front. I find my mother and brother leaning over a clear glass barrel full of marbles. Each are taking handfuls and shoving them into their mouths and crunching down. This was pretty disturbing.

I didn't observe this long before I started exploring towards the back of the store.

My Mom and brother following, I find this small hallway with an elevator at the back of the store. We all go in and I don't remember anyone pressing anything but next thing you know we are taken either up or down and the door opens.

It reveals a very small room with no other exit. It looked like a young female's bedroom. It had just enough room to fit a bed, dresser and desk. It was fairly plain otherwise.

After observing for a sec, the door closed and we were taken to a new floor. Again I don't know if up or down.

The door opened revealing a large ballroom style room. It was a complete mess and only lit by moonlight coming in through windows on the opposite side of the room. I say it was ballroom because the elevator door we had arrived through was on a balcony. To the immediate left was that adjacent wall and to the right followed the balcony to a set of stairs leading down the other adjacent wall and into the room.

None of us had spoken anything this entire time.. as well.

Looking around the room all I could really find were super cluttered desks.. this is a theme in my dreams, clutter and stacks of papers etc.. Well that was all I was finding and it was hard to see anyway..

Something caused me to look back up toward the elevator and I'll never forget what I saw...

>>18667347
This.... thing.. was in the doorway.. it was as if someone invisible were wearing a cloak. Then where the head would be, there was a big block floating just above the cloak, slooowlly spinning.

It hovered in place as I observed it for a moment, then ever so ominously began to slowly glide down to balcony towards the stairs..

Perfect time to wake up..

>>18655849
the worst nightmares are the ones when you wake up in a bad emotional state that you just can't shake off

>>18655849
The worst nightmare is not scary at all but i always wake up in the middle of the night uneasy, i just remmeber of something like a heavy dust storm in front of a abandoned house.Everything else like monsters or robery i can just wake myself up because i feel it's a dream.

>>18667437
I can understand this.

Some of my worst dreams are ones with things like my teeth falling out..

because it's plausible and after waking up it takes a moment to realize it wasn't your reality..

>>18655849

I have lots of weird dreams. Can't recall the most creepy, but I had this one last week.

I was a wedding videographer. I was editing a video I had just finished and it suddenly became scrambled like a VHS and death-like apparition appeared. It woke me up.

I'm not a wedding videographer and have no experience doing anything like that. I often have dreams about doing shit I have never done.

>>18667330
I know what you are talking about
Whenever I had a bad fever I would see geometric impossibilities and terrifying distortion of scale, sound and distance.
I can't even properly describe it.
But I feel like it is what you are talking about.
Like planets, but they are small at the same time as they are big. And steep inclines that are impossible because they loop back on themselves.
Or the void.

12 years ago when I was just a 10 year old boy, I dreamt that I was playing in my front yard. While playing I noticed that all of my neighbors started to emerge from they're homes and started to point at the sky. I stopped playing and decided to look up as well, what I saw was what appeared to be a flying vibrant red nucleus of an atom and a small orb of the same color orbiting the nucleus. The anomaly was flying quite low so my neighbor shot at it and brought it down. At this point I probably woke up, even after 12 years I still remember the entire dream in detail.

>>18655849
Dream a monster opened my door at night.
Wake up. Door is open.
I had locked the door and hid the key behind a drawer. The key was still in there.
I was sleep paralysed.

not gonna talk about what happened before because it's unimportant
>i walk inside a plane
>all the people are staring at me, they all seem unhuman
>a flight attendant walks close to me
>their eyes are very weird, i can't describe it but it was very vivid as well as spooky
>their eyes starting degrading, and soon the only thing that was left was hollow holes
>the holes turned to tunnels, and fleshy walls were protruding outside of their head
>i instantly wake up because that's fucking crazy

it was a normal dream until then, idk why i saw that

>>18655849
I had a nightmare that I lived in Germany and we were letting all the migrants in. I never woke up

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>At the beginning of the dream implicitly know that the world is about to end
>crazy black-hole-like whirlpools are appearing in bodies of water around the world
>Decide to commit group suicide with a bunch of people because apocalypse
>we decide to go out on a boat and jump into one of the whirlpools because the pressure will instantaneously kill us
>jump in, my body warps and i "wake up" in a lucid dream identical to what i had just been experiencing
>figure it's the afterlife and assume that the afterlife is just an eternal lucid dream in which you can do anything
>eventually go to the place where i committed suicide
>see that my decaying body is in fact still intact
>there is a transparent tube tunneling downwards below the whirlpool
>all of the bodies of the people who i committed suicide with are stacked one on top of the other in the tube
>start to say something while looking at my dead body
>its mouth starts moving identically to how i'm speaking
>realize that this lucid dream is actually just a product of my decaying brain and that i'll be trapped in this "afterlife" as my brain slowly decays
>the dream slowly descends into a horrific nightmare
>eventually becomes a horribly graphic zombie dream

Had sex with my mom

>>18655849
when i was in middle school i lived at my older brothers house (he adopted me. long story short) he had an old house because it was all he could afford and all the rooms up stairs were taken by either him and his wife or his kid or his wifes kid. so i had to live downstairs in the basement (he built a room for me) anyways this house was in wash state so aside from the summer it was always cold and dark down there and me being young and alone i found myself fighting off fear every night but the longer i lived there the more i got used to it. anyways one night i went to sleep in this pitch black basement, alone and cold, like usual. and in the middle of the night i woke up and felt the presence of something so in the dark after waking up i fearfully moved my head to the entrance of this room (wich had no door) to see if it was just my imagination again and in the pitch black i saw this grim reaper looking figure slowly coming to me from the entrance of the room and i was absolutely terrified. and suddenly i woke up in real life and immediately turned on my lamp and looked towards the door and nothing was there to my relief. but i remember feeling more scared in that dream than any other.

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>>18655849
I was a janitor in some kind of creepy museum. There was a bunch of statues around depicting gargoyles, hellhounds and vampires. Where it got creepy is the statues started to "phase" halfway into being shadowy versions of the real thing. They weren't quite real yet, I assumed I was just hallucinating. But they started to become more real, started to move, and they were coming my way.

Nothing happened, the dream ended before I was devoured by a pack of nightmarish hellhounds, but it was the imagery that freaked me out the most. It was absolutely hellish, like no other dream I've seen since.

>>18662302
You got to be real brave to ask yourself the scary questions man. In your dream, the gunshot became the thunder. But the dream started 30 seconds before the thunder hit. How did your mind know that the thunder was coming?

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The creepiest nightmare I had may have been the shortest and most simple

>The moment I drift into sleep I hear a loud, shrill voice greet me by name in my left ear
>Immediately wake up, heart racing
>Somehow calm down quick and drift back to sleep
>Once again the moment I drift off I hear the same voice scream loudly
>When I wake up this time I can't get back to sleep for several hours

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>>18655849
>be me
>get into bed
>try to fall asleep
>feel the other side of the bed move
>hear some demonic voice whisper in my ear
>turn around
>no one there
>mfw I wasn't even dreaming that shit

My favorite nightmare involved the zodiac symbols becoming real Lovecraft-style galactic creatures. Anyone born under a specific symbol became a mindless drone for this deity fighting for control of Earth for the deities. Lots of ruthless killing and inhumane mass manslaughter. I was trying to keep my family and gf from killing/being killed but obviously it was impossible due to some cosmic power I couldn't stop. I still find myself thinking about this concept to this day and honestly kind of love it.

>>18673950
>the dream ended before I was devoured by a pack of nightmarish hellhounds

Sounds like the only nightmare i remember from my childhood.

I was around 8 or 9, playing outside in my dream. I remember running towards something in the distance when i stopped at the edge of a deep pit. The details are foggy here, but i remember losing my footing from underneath me. Next thing i know i am at the bottom of the pit, with my back against the earthen wall. I look up and see people staring down at me from abve the pit. I shift my sight back to the pit and out from the darkness a pack of hounds come into the vague light.

They are snarling, frothing at the mouth, before leaping out towards me. The last thing i remember before waking up is the pack tearing me apart.

Had a fear of dogs for close to a decade following it, no other nightmares for a decade either.

>>18655849
It's a recurring one.

I wake up on the shore of a lake, surrounded on all sides by a forest. There's a breeze flowing through the forest, but the lake is flat and calm. Suddenly, the wind picks up and I can faintly hear crying, and in the center of the lake an orb is formed and hovers above the water. The crying becomes louder as the orb slowly drains and a figure is revealed.

From a distance, I can see it hovering in the fetal position. Then a blinding light and the sound of a loud explosion knocks me back. I now find myself chained to the ground and all along the shoreline are impaled bodies crying out in agony. The wind is howling and the trees are whipping around and barren. The screaming and crying are deafening now. Suddenly the lake turns blood red and the hovering body begins to move.

The person has the body of a woman without any skin, but the head of a deer skull and has curved horns like a ram. Slowly, it glides across the water towards me with outstretched arms, as if to embrace me. The screams are deafening now, and growing louder as it gets closer. I close my eyes and try to break the chains. Suddenly, the screaming stops and I am no longer in chains. But as I look up I see the creature hovering only feet above me. It studies me for a moment and makes a gurgling noise, as if trying to speak. It lands in front of me and kneels down to me, wrapping it's arms around me. When it gets close enough I can hear that ot wasn't gurgling, it was speaking.

It was saying, "you are mine now". Then it squeezes me and I wake up. I always wake up sweating and as if my heart is being crushed.

I've been having this nightmare since I was 7.

When i was about 16 i had this strange nightmare, it started innocent. I was in my living room and spotted a strange new painting on the wall, representing a woman. Then someone from my family told me this is Angel Lady and she will watch over us, i looked back at the pain and the woman started bleeding from eyes and her mouth. Suddenly i dropped on the ground and something started dragging me to the kitchen, i tried to break free, even when i convinced myself it is a dream i couldnt stop it. Just when i was about to enter the darkness in the kitchen, it stopped. I ran back to the living room and painting was gone, instead, someone, or something started to emerge from the same place on the wall, looked like a man, with black fur covering all of his body, and clean, oval face, also very small, yellow eyes. we looked at each other, and then i woke up.

It sounds really dumb reading it now, but I've never been scared by a nightmare like this before.

>in a livingroom with a specific arrangement
>can't leave because dream logic tells me I'm dog/housesitting until family comes home
>a little dark because the house we lived in at the time didn't have lighting installed
>view of the kitchen diagonally from me to the left, can see the counter through the entryway with a plug-in light that's sensitive to darkness
>alternate entrance to kitchen that I can't see leads into an already-small dining area that's cramped due to the table and chairs being just a little too big for it
>stuck sitting on couch as weird shit starts to happen and the atmosphere gets unbearably tense, like something horrible could happen at any given moment
>start to see a tall, shadowy demonic humanoid walking back and forth between dining room and the other entryway, flashing by quickly infront of the nightlight
>dog comes and sits on the couch with me, remember this as a sign of "oh shit" since this was unusual for him to do at the time
>grow a pair and get tired of that demon's shit after a solid 5 minutes of his pacing, finally ask what he wants
>voice so close to my ear he may as well have been speaking from inside of it
>he shouts in a stereotypical deep demonic voice thats kind of low quality as if spoken on a sound recorder: "PEACE! OF REVOLUTIOOOOOOON(resolution?)!"
>remember waking up as he shouted the last word as if someone was shouting right into my ear
>couldn't do anything but lay there trying to gather my thoughts
>no idea what the fuck it meant or why a demon wants peace but I was sp00k'd


Weirdest part was months later when our livingroom area at the entrance got redecorated and, while very cozy, very closely resembled the layout of that nightmare livingroom. Nothing in particular ever happened there though, but a very dumb family member swore up and down the place was haunted and that they themselves were also haunted.

>I crawled through a desert full of glass blades. I didn't wake up, I felt it all.
If sleep paralysis counts as a nightmare, it was scarier and more disturbing.

I also remember having dreams I suffered in, but was not allowed to remember their content.

>>18655946
I used to have random dreams about knifing or shooting people or sometimes I would dream a friend died naturally and we would hide the body and keep it secret from their families. Always made me feel super guilty when I would wake up.
Thankfully I've not had any messed up dreams anymore in the past few years.

>>18657243
Thats pretty fucking spooky, anon. Pray.

>>18657253
My god. I can see this happening in a few years.

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I had a nightmare yesterday but i cant remember it... i only remember how its started and the worst is that i am not entirely sure if it was a dream or not, at least at the beginning.

>Praying to the archangels in my bed
>Pray goes like this '' Archangel Michael to my right, Archangel gabriel to my left, Raphael on my back to ward me with his wings of all things bad----
>In that part i hear a deep voice coming from my back and whispering to my my ear
>''Are you sure?''

I turn over by mere reflex and at this point i was awake but i cant tell if i was praying asleep or if i was awake the whole time.. the voice was too real.

I went back asleep short after and i know i kept having weird dreams but i can not remember them.

I was sick with a fever. My throat was very sensitive, so I could not smoke marijuana like I usually do. Instead I used another plant called valerian (root) to help me relax and sleep. It was prepared as tea. Good taste, but effect was mild. I foolishly consumed excess. Result was unwakable, lucid nightmares. Details are foggy, but this one stuck with me.

I dreamed that I was a child, and among the other children I played with, there were two that were not human. Only I could see it happen, but sometimes they would suddenly and inexplicably be wearing face paint, which would describe their emotion. When angry, they can move very quickly and change size. One of them was very hostile, and when I confronted him about the fact that he was not human, he became very big, and was immediately in my face. I could feel how hot and nasty his breath was. He had broken English when angry, and spoke in a very deep, inhuman voice. Otherwise, these two children had conversations as if they were adults. I was left alone with each one for segments of the dream. The other was not so "in my face", but I think this is because I never called him out. He was making figurines of all the other children and painting their faces like demons.

Dreamed I was a serial killer and my friend found out and was gonna snitch so I killed him too.

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>>18655849

>be me, month ago
>after an exhausting day
>finally gonna get some sleep
>can't fall asleep, my left hand gets randomly itchy every few minutes or so
>close my eyes
>hear loud, unfamiliar voice saying "He's waking up! Give him more sedatives for christs sakes-"
>open my eyes
>realize I am not in my bedroom but in some way larger room with white walls, no windows and only one door
>four guys in lab coats are there with me
>hear the voice again
>"Fuck, he's awake! Bring the fucking sedatives RIGHT NOW and put him asleep!"
>Try to raise my hand but I am tied up
>can't move at all
>before I can do anything, one of the guys injects something in my left hand
>the itching comes back
>everything starts fading
>blink
>I am back in my bedroom
>look at the clock
>I was asleep for five minutes
>realize how itchy my left hand is

I've had one more occasion when I had really similiar dream (?) a week ago and I couldn't sleep properly ever since.

I had this dream that stuck with me. Was a group of cannibals that lived in a cave right by a rest stop and would use the stop as their hunting ground. In the dream they were documenting how they killed people and prepared them. When they'd kill grown people they'd harvest their organs and meat which they'd cook almost right away since it didn't hold that long. For their skin they would flay it off and deep fry it in chunks to make a kind of human skin pork rinds which they'd then put in mesh bags so it dried out. Then if the family they killed had an infant or something they would just eat it raw and bite these chunks out of it. Something about it was just surreal and stuck with me. The dream itself wasn't the scariest subject I've had but I had this intense feeling of dread when I woke up that stuck with me most.

>>18655849
>be me 8 years old
>have always had these strange ass dreams where creepy kids shit would stare at me with this creepy expression and cackle like a maniac a few seconds into making eye contact
Back to the actual story now
>be me 8 years old wake up to what sounds like laser beams going off in my front lawn
>look outside to see a Sun and moon both outside my window zapping people with what seems to be a heat ray(sun) and a freeze ray(moon). They both had these weird butt chins and red cheeks laughing maniacally as the either fried or froze all my neighbors
Now at the time I had a big window facing the east wing of my house near the kitchen where you could see into the back yard, this plays a big till here in a second
>being a little kid I only knew of one thing to do in a situation like this... find my parents
>I found them all downstairs huddled in a corner of my house telling me not to speak which was too late of course because I spoke up the moment I found them.
>my heart began to sink when I heard two voices in sync saying "we know your here, come out into the light where we can see you."
>I looked back to the window to find them both waiting for me to peek my head out and in that moment my father tried to pull me back to safety but instead was quickly frozen by the moon.

I woke up soon after that but it was really weird and creeped me the fuck out

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>>18655849
There is one I have had since i was a kid. I still have it sometimes
>Be me
>be walkin' at the forest at night
>minding my own business
>suddenly temperature drops to like -7 degrees
>something growls behind me
>start running
>thing follows me
I feel like I should tell that I never take a look at that thing.
>feel that thing chasing me
>run trough bushes and trees, branches cutting my face
>see a cabin in the distance
>run to cabin
>enter cabin
It is a pretty long nightmare so cont. if anyone interested

>>18678472
Please continue

>>18676686
what the fuck
what if life is just a dream and that "dream" was the true world?
maybe we are all on comma or experiment and share the same dream

>be me
>wake up in a forest
>no animals, no sounds, no people.
>trees everywhere
>start walking
>see 3 towers shaping like a triangle, each one is 3 meters
>in the middle of the 3 towers there was a big circular rock with a moon drawed on it
>i stand on it for like an hour
>the rock breaks
>i fell into an underground forest
>a drawing of a sun
>touch it
>door opens
>enter
>maze with purple walls
>walk everywhere
>multiple ends
>all of them just have more planet drawings on them
>finally get to the end
>a sculpture of a guy with a knife
>a sculpture of a dead guy
>the same pcircular rock with a moon on it
>stand on it
>fog everywhere
>statue looks at me
>gets closer as the fog gets deeper
>shitshitshit.jpg
>rock breaks before he gets to me
>i fell
>earrape scream
>wake up

Starting when I was about three years old, I had recurring nightmares about these little furry gremlin things (they looked like big-eared, tailless monkeys mixed with a furby) that would hound me relentlessly in my sleep.
Either they would be crawling on the walls and ceiling in the basement, or I would enter a room (typically the basement or my parents' bedroom), and the way in would lock behind me or disappear entirely before a mob of the little monsters would pour out of the woodwork to pummel me to death.
This was before I was ever introduced to the movie Gremlins, though when I saw someone had literally made a movie about my nightmares, it only made things worse for me.
Those dreams alone were terrifying, but I also had vivid hallucinations as a child that included the gremlins from the nightmares watching me from the hallway as I was lying in bed at night. The hallucinations didn't scare me as a child though (I thought it was my cousin of all people playing pranks on me), but I get a shiver down my spine thinking about it as an adult.
The hallucinations stopped overnight once we moved out of that old house, but I would continue to have nightmares about those gremlins until I was about ten years old.

Individually, those nightmares were terrifying in their own right, but having those nightmares occur at least twice a week for six years made it downright horrifying.

When I was a teenager, I upgraded to hag syndrome.

>>18678480
Cont.
>enter the cabin
>close the door behind me
>Lock that shit down
>Stand there waiting for the thing to break the door and eat me
>Something starts hitting the door
>stops
>shittingmypants.gif
>still hear it breathing through the door
>"well if i have to wait for it to leave then i might as well explore the cabin"
This is how I remeber it, but every time I have that dream it changes a bit: To floors, entirely made out of wood, no light except some candles, no windows, and a door behind the stairs.
>go upstairs
>find a pentagram drawn in the floor with one weird looking baby doll in the middle
>explore the rest of the cabin, no furniture at all
>suddenly all candles go out
>not pitch black but hard to see
>make my way to the door behind the stairs
>stand there with the hand on the door handle
> I have a bad feeling about this, sir
Sorry to leave you in suspense but i dont like long posts, so i will cont.

>>18678575
For the most part, my sleep paralysis is a lot like anyone else's--invariably, I'd wake up from a lucid dream too quickly and my body would still be on lockdown for a few seconds until the sheer terror I was feeling either snapped me awake or I fainted back to sleep again.
I saw the shadowy figures standing over me, strange bird-people, deformed people straight from Innsmouth. I heard voices and shrieks and cries and moaning. The works.
Like the gremlins that came before it, my sleep paralysis had a recurring theme of this little goblin-like figure (think the Hopkinsville Ghost, but with a single glowing red eye).
This little goblin would be there almost every time I woke up in the midst of a paralysis attack. Sometimes it would be hanging on the wall, sometimes it would be sitting on my dresser or standing in my doorway or at the side of my bed. Sometimes it would be perched like a frog on my chest, poking at my stomach or ribs or throat with very cold, very sharp claws. A few times it was even digging through my entrails and I could feel every excruciating detail.
Always, that beady red eye would be staring at me unblinking until I either recovered from the paralysis or immediately fell back asleep.

I hated that little goblin.

Then one night, I woke up and I saw an old woman who made desiccated mummies look youthful in comparison. She was sitting in a rocking chair at the foot of my bed, and that little black goblin was curled up in her lap like a cat as she ran a bony hand down its back.
That old woman then looked up at me with hollow eyes and told me in a sweet, calming grandmother voice "don't be afraid of little [goblin's name that I have since forgotten], he just wants to watch over you," and then she and the goblin vanished.

Continuing

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>>18678608
>>18678608
>open the door
>stairs go all the way down
>i mean like a lot of stairs
>like 500 of them
>holy shit that is a lot of stairs
>start going down
>each step i take the temperature drops about 10 celcius
>about halfway down i start hearing screams
>louder and lowder
>when I am all the way down there is a looooooong hallway ending in a big ass open door
>the door is made out of iron, like a bunker door
>there is a lot of doors on my dream
>enter a pitch black room
>door slams shut behing me
>hear a loud roar in front of me, followed by a fowl smell
>it keeps getting closer
>closer
>closer
>wake up
I always wake up at this point, I never get to see the end of the dream, thankfully. Thanks for listening

>>18678699
Interesting. Keep on...

>>18678699
The sleep paralysis continued for a few months after having a talk with that old lady, but now instead of being gripped with panic and terror during those moments, whenever I saw that goblin, I slowly started to become more and more at ease every time it visited until I began to welcome the little imp as a friend.
The old woman gave me a new perspective on things: I realized this wasn't some spiteful monster trying to scare me, it was a curious-minded watchful guardian here to keep me safe from the other waking nightmares.
A month or so after I was no longer afraid of the sleep paralysis, my hag syndrome went away almost entirely.
I would still wake up frozen every now and then throughout the years, but the visions that accompanied the paralysis were for the most part gone or just reduced to moving shadows flitting across the walls before disappearing.

The last incident of sleep paralysis I've had was about two years ago, when I woke up from a lucid dream and saw that red-eyed goblin clinging to the wall and staring down at me.
It was a lot smaller than I had remembered.
Now, I'm not stupid, I know that I never want to have another case of sleep paralysis again, but at the same time, I wish there was a way I could thank that little goblin for keeping an eye on me when I needed it most.
I'm almost nostalgic for the little thing, and as I grow older and learn a little more about sleep paralysis from other people and cases, I've come to accept my goblin watcher as a true friend.

Fuck, I'm actually getting a little teary-eyed just thinking about it.

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>>18678790
Did it look something like this?

>>18678828
The nose wasn't nearly as long, but other than that, it's pretty accurate.
Pitch black skin darker than the darkness in my room (the moonlight always bleeds through my shades), cropped ears, a single red eye, a flat nose (if it had a nose at all), a skinny body, and long limbs tipped with pointed claws.

Any ties to folklore around the American Midwest region?

>wake up in dream
>walk out of room
>parents are right outside and they tell me that they saw demons in my room
>they force me back in my room and lock it
> everything goes dark
>I look around and certain spots in the room are red circles
>get consumed by demons
>wake up

friendly bump for late night bedtime stories

I was sleepin, then woke up to my alarm but it wasn't actually my alarm.

Then for some reason I hear some really in-describable spooky sound and have a feeling of dread and sadness and depression seep over me.

Then I fell back asleep then woke up at my actual alarm

I think it was one of those ayy lmaos invading my dreams

>>18679269
Forgot to add that I was super spooked the next day and told my best friend and she said it was fucked up that I was having dreams like that

>>18679288
Because fuck you for not having total control over your dreams, right?

>>18655849
I had a dream I was ghost hunting in a haunted house with my dead mom as my partner. She was still alive. She opened a closet and told me not to look in it. I did anyways, and I couldn't process what I was looking at, I just new it was terrible. So terrible, in fact, I woke up having a seizure or something.

One I remember particularly well was this one where everyone was absolutely convinced the world was going to end, at least the planet was. This one doesn't get unnerving until the end though, so bear with me. Politicians and scientists alike made speeches. Even celebrities (I don't know who any of these "famous" people were, I think my brain just supplied generic archetypal faces for most of them, if that makes sense) were talking about it. I remember everything being covered in dark storm clouds all the time. Everyone was so concerned about the end of the world that Earth evacuation plans were made, and it all seemed legitimate because there were ships with all the amenities and everyone, no matter who they were, seemed to be working together. Heck, my family boarded with this other family who were complete strangers for a while. The only catch was that everyone was registered for a certain ship and you HAD to be there on the right time, or you wouldn't get on.

Anyways, my family and I were packing, and we got in the car on the day and everything, but for some reason or another I decided to get out.

I can't quite remember what happened, but i remember being left behind and seeing the ships leave the earth and go into the sky. I don't think there was a single person left on Earth but me. And I thought I was going to die, since the ships were scheduled to leave only briefly before the actual End. Except nothing happened. I remember being shocked for a while, both because I felt like I'd been abandoned, and because I honestly expected to die. But I figured I'd have to go on. The dream seemed to go in for an entire year. I just tried to live as much as I could. Things weren't so bad, once I got used to the lack of people. I remember clearly hearing birds. The clouds never went away, I adjusted

Only at the end do I remember seeing some humanoid figure. It was far away, but it raised its arm at me.

tl;dr i thought i was the last person on earth, but apparently not

I have a reoccurring antagonist in my nightmares. The setting isn't always the same, but I get a strong sense of familiarity or deja vu once I realize what is happening. Here's an example:

>be in parent's house, basement
>it is larger than normal, there are "secret" rooms
secret being new or different from reality, hidden hallways too
It's always a huge area for some reason
>explore the "secret" areas for a bit
>start heading back to stairs
>tell self, "she's gonna come out soon"
sometimes I tell someone else
>sense of great dread
>she always comes out when it gets dark
>she actively looks for you, she will find you
>realize it is too late, you didn't leave soon enough
>she is coming
>you can feel her searching, it is very cold, your back tenses up like something is about to touch it, chills
>look down the hall
>she is there
>she sees you
>she runs at you, arms outstretched, eyes wide, mouth open
It's always a girl, usually young 9-12, wears a dress that is usually white or grey, spectral in appearance
>can't run away
>panic, heavy, fear,stiff
>strongly stiffen up and turn to face her
Then I wake up

Sometimes I'm in a mansion that has a specific hallway with a little girl's room that you are supposed to avoid at all costs. Once it was a school.

I also have nightmares that involve setting my hand on something that is covered in spiders or one huge spider.... I hate those

This is one I had after reading some story with the same premise of the dream
>Be chilling in room on computer
>Hear mom call from downstairs
>Walk half way down the stairs
>Hear voice from sisters room which is next to the stairs
>"I heard it too, don't go down there."
>I start realizing that this is a scenario from a short horror storry
>I remember I could call my mom on my phone to see which one is real
>Call her
>She says that she's at the grocery store
>Immediately after that they both say at the same time in a synchronized demonic voice "Why won't you come to me?"
>We have a door half way up our stairs to a balcony
>Run to it and run down the balcony stairs to my yard
>See my mom pull in
>I start running towards her
>I can't get any closer no matter how fast I try and run
>Decide to try and yell to her not to go inside
>I have no voice
>See her walk inside with the two things that claim to be my mother still inside
>As soon as the door shuts my voice comes back and I can move again
>I walk inside and can't find my mom
>Suddenly I hear a voice from the basement
>"Why did you call me? Come down and talk to me."
>Hear a voice from upstairs "I'm home, where are you?"
>Decide to try and call her again
>She picks up and starts screaming for me to come help her
>Ask her where she is
>She says the attic
>wake up

I saw a person that looked like Jesus being cut up into pieces by robed men with knifes inside what looked like a church. His minced body then burned with a blue flame.

>>18656023
that post was a hell of a rollarcoaster

>>18655849
It happened when I was pretty young but it was about a massive black dog with red eyes chasing me around in a sterile white house decorated with random shapes in red, yellow, and blue. I was around 4 or so when I had this dream and to this day I have a fear of dogs because of it.

>>18655849
I dreamt that I was literally decomposing and I could see my flesh rotting and then out of no where a bunch of tiny eggs or pus kept flowing out of me. And now I have tryptophobia

>>18664846
>expect to see a wife cheating

>see a black man

kek

No, but stupid memes aside, that is spooky

>At first it's some normalish dream where I'm in my NEET cave doing my NEET shit
>Feels like pure daily boredom so really lulls me in
>At some point my little sister (who I have a great autistic and mostly unreciprocated doujinesque passion for) comes into my room
>Really upset about something or other but I don't really know what
>Basically just trying to calm her down and getting more and more freaked out about it myself
>Dream sister has a fucking gun outta nowhere, just suddenly shoots herself
>Really gorey and fucked and I'm shitting bricks for the small duration I'm still in dream
>I woke up feeling like a shot of fucking adrenaline and fell out of my bed

I honestly have not had any creepier/more nightmarish dreams than just unexplained shit in some time so this was rather awful.

>At shops
>girls in furry suits telling me and a few friends to check out cool new store. (none of us are furries)
Cut long story short
>Me and friend walk out back and see a tv with hardcore bondage porn playing
>Anorexic girl with short white hair being fucked
>we look away from the tv and look back every now and then
>every time we look back it gets more and more intense
>we hear screaming from tv
>some guy is poorly cutting her arm off with a hacksaw
>gets halfway through bone and decides to just rip it off cause its easier
>he fucks her with her own arm bone while shes still screaming
>same thing happens with her right leg
>me and friend leave store like nothing happened

The most vivid dream Ive ever had in my life

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My dream about being on the roof of this castle and was looking up at the bridge (where the photo was taken) was so detailed I woke up and drew it, a couple scenes (dont usually do it except this one was very vivid) then was browsing /x and stumbled in a thread asking if others have had a dream involving pic related and there were multiple people with the same experience. fucking weird.. I wish I still had the scribbled drawing but I didn't keep track of it very well

Screams everywhere. I looked behind me. There stood the city hall, above it the red sky and spiraling black clouds. Somehow I felt a calamity is about to befall. Oceans of people surround me, yet they did not run away from the swirling clouds, but rather towards it, as if welcoming death with open arms.

I look ahead. All the houses are painted white, in contrast with the scenery above that it was almost blinding. A figure walked in the streets, heading towards me. I could not recall the details, but I knew he is a false prophet, here to lead humanity astray. My mind begged for me to run away. I woke up.

Another nightmare I had a few years later, I was in a dining hall with my family (or at least, they looked like my family), with a glass of water in front of me. Apparently there had been a deal of some sort, and my end of the bargain was that I had to drink the water in front of me. Last thing I remember was myself saying "see you on the other side" before chugging the thing whole.

I don't know if the two dreams are related, and I seriously hope they're not.

I dreamed I was in the kitched and my mom told me she saw satan out the window
I didnt believe her because she sometimes says shit like that, then I see the figure of satan formed in mist
He enters the kitchen and I just punch him in the balls, then I wake up

Not really creepy, but whit, what a dream

>>18655849
A dream that I had 3 times, I meet satan, he looks kinda like kermit the frog but grossly looking, he kidnaps my mother.
Then there are the dreams where I meet witches and a shadowy figure takes the life out of me and I die, It's a feeling I've only experienced on my dreams, it's probably what dying feels like.

>>18680843
That shit sounds intense, but I'm pretty sure that is something from real life.

when I was around 15 I had this dream almost every night for about a month, no clue why it was so frequent, and no clue what does it mean (I was in a tranquil phase of my life so I think it shouldn't indicate particular fears or insecurities I had)
>the dream often started at sunset, rarely ended at sunset
>I'm on a bicycle, pedaling slowly and swinging a bit
>first I go through what looks like a mountain road with a lot of trees on the sides
>I stop in front of a grate with a hole on the bottom, I get off the bike and go through that hole. like when on the bike I walk slowly, drag my feet and keep swinging slightly
>the road shapes in a big circle around a few big trees, and goes on straight on the opposite side from where I came from. on both sides there are boulders obstructing or straight up blocking the way. sometimes I took the right path, sometimes the left path, and sometimes I had to climb on the boulders in order to continue
>somehow I'm on a bicycle again, proceeding on a country road with farmlands on the sides
>I stop in front of a wheat field and go into it following a barely hinted path
>the dream ends at nighttime, as I walk towards a wooden house, open the door and begin roaming around this room filled with filthy and wounded people with a dead look, who were all roaming like me dragging their feet and swinging

>be me as child
>maybe 8 years old
>at my old house, in kitchen with mom
>sitting next to back door
>dark figure suddenly appears in front of me
>looks like he's wearing a cloak, his eyes are orange
>get up and charge the fucker
>disappears
>whatthefuck.jpg
>walk to living room, which is the next room
>see the cunt again
>go in for the kill
>the cunt pussies out again

saving this thread

I had a fever dream when I was a kid that still gets to me even when I'm awake sometimes.
I've never been able to explain it properly as I think it's impossible.
Anyway it involves shapes, sometimes letters that are just very very threatening and scary, I have no way to explain how they are. Sometimes when I'm awake I'll be staring at something and I'll get the visions in my head and it will freak me out for a couple seconds until I snap back to reality. I've always wanted to describe it to people but it's never been possible.

Its not creepy exactly but very wierd. I'm usually in a higher up position in the government or company and i need to fix a massive problem, sometimes planet endangering. The people i've worked with seem like people i've known for years. I always fail as well. Sometimes i have a deep understanding of a situation as well. I wake up feeling awful; i failed so many people close to me, the consequences will be dire. Sometimes i wake up confused as to why i was interrupted in fixing the problem.

I dunt liek eet.

I don't have nightmares very often. But when I do have them - I save them in my nightmare journal.

Would anyone care to read/hear them?

>>18656145
Kek

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I am a dream entrepreneur and i can make with help if you have dreams which require entrepreneuring. If you experience sex with your own mother inside her I can help tell you meanings of the penis.
A dream where you have sex with your mother in a dream. This is my opinion. I studied different theories earlier and I find it depends on how the sex happened. If it was a frontal sex act, It is a sign that you have a holding on to your mother and and you can more than likely get a stable holding position at your work place. If sex is doing from the back it must mean that your mother is hiding something from you and you have less chance of holding a position.
You must ask yourself if your mother and you enjoy sex. Because it means she is missing you very much. And if you and your mother are in different a country or place you can and probably should re unite. It shows that you have a deep close relation with your mother. She might needs you at this time and she is saying that she is feeling alone and wants your closeness.
Sex with mother sometimes reflects on how you and your mother might have some typical relation with father/husband.
Ejaculating inside her means she loves you in all aspects. But when you are ejaculating out side she shows anger. And that means she is concerned about your losses. She wants to save you as much as she can.
Sex with mother in a dream is a blessing, trust on you and shows your closeness.
Some time sex with mother in dream reflect desire of sex that she wants you to make her love in term of doing sex. Or some time she can make you helpless and want hold on you to full fill her desire.
Sex with mother some times reflects that you can go to sex with her it can be either way.
When she is happy having sex in your dream it means that she allowed you, as a son to have sex and blesses
you. She says that you have no need to be upset it is a call of mother you are loving and caring son,so make her love and share her pain in every term.

>>18655849
I never remember my dreams, some one pls help me. Every time o go to sleep I just wake up and it's the next morning. want to dream but I don't know what's wrong with me, pls help me.

>>18665231
Haha
Fuck you and fuck your reward, you ain't gettin nothin no more sweetie

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>>18655849
While taking advanced clinical anatomy courses, my cadaver became more dismembered. Brachial plexus and artery was all that connected the arms, eyes still in the skill but skin was gone to see facial muscles and terminal branches of cranial nerves, and just broke up with gf (hit me hard).

Anyways, had a dream one night that my ex gf was preggers and wanted support from family and friends. We all met up in a room and she was extremely far along, and started going into labor on the spot. Lo and behold, I see the empty base of my cadavers skull starting to come out of her vagina. She looks down and sees that something isn't right and starts crying, and her dad starts pulling out the fucked up arm from lab. I start screaming "No stop! you're going to fuck up the baby's brachial plexus! It'll be a superior trunk injury for life!"

But the rest of the cadaver came out. Arms fucked up, brain gone, intestines removed to see kidneys aorta ivc, legs toes and feet skinned. Then she cradles this corpse of an 82yo male and tries to breastfeed while hysterical screaming "My baby!!! My baby's DEAD!!! Someone please!"

And then I woke up. This was several years ago and still makes me sick to think of.

>>18655849
honestly i think my scariest nightmare that still gets me to this day was the jewelry / china store one.
> be me
> about 7 or 8 years old
> already had a few fucked up experiences that make me think something's in my house fucking with me
> that part isn't relevant until the end
> anyways, go sleep and dream i'm in some kind of china shop
> told by my mom to stay still
> okay
> sit down on the ground, and then hear a crash
> shit sounds like china smashing
> look behind me
> shelves are collapsing onto the ground and the ground is giving away into a black void
> start freaking out and looking for my mom
> she's gone
> get up and start running from it
> things are falling into the growing void faster and faster
> eventually fall into it because i wasnt a fast runner
> fall for what seems like an eternity
> float down into my body, and sit right up, basically in a cold sweat
> stare into my closet
> see a pair of eyes staring at me
> wake up
> cry

>>18686789
Check out this site
https://www.bustle.com/articles/108699-why-dont-i-remember-my-dreams-science-shows-we-probably-dream-more-than-we-realize

Also some dreams are made specifically so that you would forget things that aren't beneficial and useful. Look up 'reverse learning'.

>>18655849
I had one that's creepy more in how ineffable it is than in how grim or gruesome it is.

I had a dream I was walking to my house, and when I touched the doorknob, it was like a billion lightning bolts shocking me, opening me up to some knew sense that could interpret all the information in the universe and grow out infinitely had awoken in me. It felt more real than reality. Something like God, sprouting heads to the power of infinity, spoke to me with words that shook my very form and awoke me though I did not understand them.

I really could not trust reality for the rest of the day. Fuck, I still don't as much after that dream. I guess there's a rational explanation, but man, that feeling was beyond intense. Almost indescribable beyond the sense of knowledge and ultimate being.

I saw a burmese python constrict and consume a naked young girl. It was my most realistic dream

>>18686919
feels like a metaphor of some sort

>>18655849
My nightmares are all kinda lame and I only remember a couple.

First one I remember, I was very little like about five or so and I was being chased by a cop who kept hitting me on the head with his club while i was trying to catch the real bad guy. That's as deep as it goes.

Next happened when I was about 8 after a trip to a carnival with really scary art on the outside of the subpar "scary" ride with a sea monster with big eyes.
Get home after that and see a weird movie about a hand walking around that has metal claws on it's ends and kills people. I saw enough of it to have a nightmare. not enough to know what the movie was.

So in my actual nightmare I got pulled underwater out of my bed by a seamonster who held me in it's tentacles while the hand from the movie clamped onto my head and peeled my scalp off (pretty graphic for a child's nightmare. I didn't sleep well for a few days until I eventually forgot about it).


Aside from that my only nightmares are anxiety induced. The scariest was when I had a panic attack in my sleep. I was sinking underwater with a view of the surface over me, and I could see the light going out as I sank deeper, unable to swim up no matter how hard I tried, and I couldn't breathe. Wasn't fun. Woke up unable to breathe for several minutes.

Others are just dreams of my teeth falling out or my lip splitting which is apparently really common for people with anxiety to have. They suck.

I was disguised as a girl in a lesbian sex orgy and I was getting ear out by a girl and all of a sudden a duck appears where my fake vagina was and I jizz and it felt so real I woke up

>>18688181
also the last thing I remember was the disgust on the girls face

I really hope I don't jinx myself with this, but ever since I got past the age of 12, my nightmares have just stopped occurring. Hell, I rarely even dream anymore. Anyways, in terms of nightmares, this one always stuck with me for some reason:
>be forced to participate in a board game by some fucked up higher-being
>it's sorta like Jumanji, how shit from the game will translate to real life
>there are also Mario Party like spaces, where, should you step on them, you would get painfully tortured
>land on one
>get transported to some cauldron, filled with thick, glue-like sludge
>start sinking to the bottom
>can barely breathe, try to struggle but it's useless
>vision starts fading, it feels so fucking real, like I'm actually dying
>hear distorted screams of my family members as I suffocate on the sludge
>wake up, and I'm completely drenched in sweat.

Not as interesting, but I also once had a nightmare where I got into a fight with a kid at school, and it knocked out one of my eyes out of it's socket. I could still see out of the detached eye, if you're curious. Again, the pain felt stupidly real. Also, there's the classic falling off a cliff, but instead of waking up before I hit the ground, I would hit the ground first, feel my spine completely shatter, then wake up.
Nothing really scary, but what always got to me was how real all the pain and shit felt, even when you were just a kid.

I have insomnia and rarely have dreams. but I get some weird stuff occasionally.

usually me in my childhood and I do something embarrassing or get stuck in an awkward situation that is hard to remove myself from. I generally have a small idea that I'm in a dream but I can't control, I try to control the things around me and I feel like I would trying to use the force in the real world, it just won't work. sometimes I fall off of concrete structures

a lot of the times a T rex makes it into my dreams. and I'm always in some kind of building just waiting and hoping that it will go away. Could somebody tell me the reasoning for T Rex to reoccur so often? is it helplessness? is there an unknown predator in my real life that is bothering me subconsciously

>>18655849
I had a dream just this week that I was being experimented on. They were showing me patterns of flashing lights, and fucking with my brain with a magnetic wand. When I woke up, I thought it could have had something to do with aliens.

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>>18657212
Reminds me of the only real nightmare that I've ever had. This was a long time ago.

>about 5 years old.
>little brother is about 2-3.
>he's got curly light brown hair and always smiling. Such a happy kid.
>runs up to me like he wants to play.
>as soon as he's in right in front of me, he turns into a big aggressive cobra.
>suddenly there's a metal fork in my hand.
>survival instinct kicks in and I stab it in the chest.
>it dies and transforms back into my little brother.
>to this day I can still see him laying there dead in his blue overalls.
>fork is still in his heart, right next to the cute smiling little yellow duckling on the chest of the overalls.
>wake up and start crying because I killed my little brother.
He's a grown man now, with a kid just like him even. Even though ive been through some bad shit lately, just remembering this makes that shit not so bad right now. At least I didn't really kill my little bro.

>>18686546
Sure

>>18686546
>>18688603
#1
I'm walking down some stairs into a dark, dimly lit room. The walls have striped wallpaper. The decor looks Victorian - a dining set, a chandelier, grandfather clock, etc. It's all a dark wood. A family greets me as I come down the stairs.

I am immediately off-put/horrified by the family's single pair of twins. Both girls and seemingly identical, have gray skin, no irises/pupils - but exposed eyeballs, and have ghastly, skeleton-like faces. They are unusually thin. What unnerves me about them is not only their looks; but how they move. They move incredibly fast and skitter-ish. They move like they are alive but appear dead. They do not speak or say a word through their visible teeth.

As I hug the other family members, I think to myself how I somehow remember these twins; and that they have some sort of rare disorder/condition. As I approach one of the twins to hug it, it's mouth agape and soulless eyes looking at me, I can't help but feel the feelings of dread, being worrisome, and despair.

>>18688687
#2
I'm walking down the middle of a foggy street. A white haze all around. I immediately feel terror as I come to the realization that I'm being hunted by the Slenderman.

I see him. He is a tall and slender mannequin, much like the ones you would see in a department store. Faceless and white, he seemingly looms about 8-10 ft. He stands opposite a chain-link fence from me as I continue down the road. He doesn't move and does not appear to be alive; but I know he is.

As I walk further, I mistakenly take my eyes off of him. He has appeared further down the road on the other side of the street now. The streets are empty. No one drives and no one is out. The fog does not allow me to keep my gaze on him - as he disappears out of sight after so long of staring at him.

As he appears closer and closer to me, I hear a static or audible distortion. I can't help but feel alone, trapped, and unable to escape my impending doom.

>>18688694
#3
What's starts off as a fun whimsical dream, turns hellish and unnerving. At first, I am tall, lanky. I walk quickly and tower over everyone in a crowd. They look up in awe. I can elongate myself to step hundreds of miles, walking from island to island.

I land and shrink down to normal size at some sort of building or residence. Much like in the Silent Hill franchise, a darkness begins to take hold of the environment - horn alarms blaring in the distance.

I'm suddenly accosted by what seems to be zombies or dead persons. They became alerted to or aware of my presence. I pull out a pistol that I had on me (for some reason) with a long silencer attached at the end and began to shoot them in the head repeatedly - to no avail. They keep advancing towards me, unaffected by the rounds I had put into them. I run out of bullets and proceed to use the gun as a bludgeoning weapon, holding it by the silencer/end. I'm being over encumbered by the dead - they reach out and latch onto me. After a brief time, a larger, hulking zombie appears and roars. I feel like I've lost or have been defeated.

>>18688699
#4
I'm in a parking lot. Two women steal my keys and head for my car. The one with the keys manages to make it inside - I happen to catch the other one. Locking the doors; but not driving away - the girl in car realizes that she cannot leave without her friend. I demand she opens the door; but she refuses.

Becoming frustrated (and mind you, I'm not a very violent person in waking life) I begin to smash her friend's head against the car. She bleeds from her forehead and appears to be dazed. The friend still won't open the car. I begin to squeeze on her friend's neck - choking her/crushing her windpipe.(A lot feelings, rage and fear mostly)

Fleeing, I run into a school where it has come under attack from shooters. A young gentlemen dressed in black, military-like garb catches sight of me entering and begins to chase me outside. I fear for my life. Running past students/people, I suddenly turn around at the last second to confront him. He brandishes a pistol. We run into one another and begin to struggle on the grass outside. I strip the gun from him and shoot him in one foot, then the other. While he is incapacitated, I end his life by shooting him directly in the head.

The last moments of my nightmare are me looking for my mother - whom apparently is looking for me as well. I'm crying out for my mother after seeing/experiencing these horrific events.

>>18688707
#5
Had a creepy dream last night. I dreamt that I visited a haunted house. It wasn't dilapidated or spooky - seemingly normal looking, lights on, on the inside, and habitable. However, I had an uneasy feeling when I entered.

Checking under the table cloth of the kitchen table, I saw the ghost of a woman there - she was upside down, clinging to the underside, screaming, and freaking out that I was exposing her to too much light.

Walking further in, another ghost appears to me. I somehow knew that she had been consumed in a fire.

Lastly, I begin to make my way to the basement. The lights from the house work above but they do not downstairs. It's dark. I go further and further into the darkness, descending the stairs. As I get to a point where I can no longer see - a tall, slender ghost grabs me by the throat with his outstretched arms. He is abnormally tall, skinny, and pale. His fingers wrap around my throat like snakes as he carries me back up the stairs. I awake.

>>18688716
#6
Had a nightmare last night. It started off not-so scary or disturbing, three cowboys traveling through the desert decide to make camp for the night. As they make a fire and settle in, the wind begins to howl and a brewing storm can been seen on the horizon. Within moments, it's pouring rain - drenching the cowboys (who are scrambling to pack up their things). They decide to seek shelter in a sandy, rock cave nearby...

The dream changes quickly to nightmare.

A river of blood flows into someone's yard and below their fence. It's coming from the neighbor's house. As people go to investigate, the nightmare changes my viewing like that of security monitors. I can only watch in horror from the screens, unable to interact or help.

I view strangers enter in and begin their investigation, trying to discover the source of the constantly flowing blood. I see the murderer raise up out of the blood unbeknownst to the people who entered. Behind them, he dashes out of of view of the camera - I know that they are about to be killed. I switch camera feeds.

From here, all I see is one gruesome scene of violence after another. On one feed, I can see a person who has been shredded to bits. Another, a person who has been cut through horizontally, several times - their pieces staked up to make them look seemingly whole. Yet another camera feed, the murderer slowly, creepily approaches a few individuals - their attention drawn elsewhere. He holds a chef's knife in a stabbing position.

>>18688731
#7
In my current, waking life - I'm having issues with the light in my room. The bulbs easily become loose and it is increasingly easy for my room to go dim without provocation. Furthermore, my father has asked that we don't keep some lights on due to some electrical issues they've been having lately.

So, in this disturbing dream, I'm discussing with my family the current state of my room's lighting issue in the family office room. They leave.

Shortly after, the lighting in the office begins to flicker. I can hear a clicking coming from within the walls. I initially believe it to be the crackle of electricity or faulty wiring. I soon find out that this is not the cause.

The wood of the walls begin to crack and split as large beetles begin to vacate from inside. They are capable of flight, with large elytra (shells) and wings. They have a pair of beady eyes above a pair of menacing pincers. I realize that they are the cause of the electrical disturbances.

I grab one from the air - it contorts in my hand, trying to tear into my flesh with its massive jaws. I crush it before it can bite me. I start swatting, crushing, and killing more - but there are far too many that keep coming out of the walls.

>>18688738
#8
I'm in the middle of the ocean, working on and repairing boats for my job. As I'm fixing one of the boats, one of my tools falls off and into the water. All light and sound becomes muffled as I plunge down below the boat.

I begin to swim down, I can see the tool descending quickly into a reef. I remember thinking to myself not to lose sight of it; but I do - it's falling faster than I can swim. I reach the reef and begin searching for the lost tool. There is too much sand, debris, and seaweed in the way - I'm struggling to find it.

Suddenly, I begin to panic. I've been holding my breath for far too long and I must go back to the surface for air. I start to ascend but the light and the surface seems so incredibly far away. I'm swimming faster and faster, my lungs are beginning to burn. I can't hold my breath any longer as my lungs are starved for oxygen - my panic turns to terror, fear, and dread. I fear that I'm going to pass out and drown. I keep swimming and swimming - but the surface doesn't seem to be getting any closer. My lungs scream for breath. I cannot hold it any longer - I gasp for air underwater...

I awake. I'm gasping for oxygen in real life. It turns out that I was experiencing a sleep apnea episode. I had stopped breathing in my sleep.

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Might as well post a couple more creepy nightmares that stuck with me

>Exploring an abandoned laboratory
>All the walls and floors are a Silent Hill-ass red rust color
>Almost every inch of the floor is littered with dead rats
>One room has a large broken window where I can see a forest outside
>Suddenly a giant insect with razor blade legs flies in
>Grabs onto my arm, which it's about the length of, digging its blades right in
>I try my best to punch it with my other arm until it finally falls to the ground
>The next moment I feel the same pain that was felt in my arm in my back
>I feel the life draining from me
>Wake up instead of dying

>>18655849
Just this night actually, I had a dream that a segment of which involved digging a pit of decomposing bodies and skulls in a seemingly nice and calm countryside.

>>18688850
Another nightmare I had was terrifying because of how seamlessly I transitioned from reality to dreaming

>Lying on the couch
>Fall asleep
>In my dream I'm dozing off on my couch
>I hear a fucking loud noise
>Bright red light and fire rushes through the window and into the room
>Oh god nukes have been dropped
>All I feel is absolute terror as the heat takes me
>Wake up for real

I've got like 4 I'll share. The first one isn't creepy because of what happened, but rather that it was a real-world event that I should not have any acute knowledge of.
>I'm aboard some big warship, lots of very big guns. I'm on the foredeck, towards the front of the ship. We're flying the Royal Navy Jack.
>Front guns blazing away at two small, dark spots on the horizon. One is bigger than the other.
>There's another ship just behind us, real big, she's firing her guns too.
>This continues for about three minutes, when suddenly, a shell slams into the deck behind me.
>Something explodes and catches on fire, I don't know what. All I was able to see was smoke and flames rising from behind me.
>Another hit, this one to the superstructure itself, just below the bridge.
>We continue to trade shots with the enemy, until another shell hits.
>Shell hits towards the aft of the ship.
>BOOM!
>From where the shell hit, a pillar of fire at least twice as high as the superstructure, erupts.
>A second explosion, this one amidships.
>Two of our turrets are blown into the sea.
>Then the ship begins to split and go vertical.
>I grab onto the railing.
>The last remaining turret fires one last time, then goes silent.
>I don't let go of my railing.
>There are dead guys everywhere.
>Screams of the dying echo in my ears.
>The ship is going down really fast.
>Suddenly, I'm in the water.
>I let go of my railing.
>I'm trying to swim to the surface.
>But I can't.
>Some force is pulling me under.
>Eventually, I run out of strength.
>For a split second I see a woman. She's been blown in half, but she's remarkably beautiful. Blond hair, piercing green eyes, a RN uniform. But everything below her waist is just gone. Her blood is black, like oil.
>Then everything goes dark.
>Wake up.
>Check to make sure I'm in my bed.
>"The fuck was that?"
Yeah. I dreamt of the sinking of the HMS Hood, it turns out. It was so damn vivid, too. Like, I was actually there. I'm not sure what the woman was, though.

>>18689786
Number 2:
>Aboard some kind of spaceship
>There's this big robot
>Totally white, standing on four stilt-like legs, a good 10-11 feet tall
>It has a single red eye, a la HAL 9000
>It's back OPENS THE FUCK UP and metallic tendrils reach out and impale four people.
>There was no hatch or line on the back that should have been able to open up.
>More tendrils come out, with various cutting, spinning, and bladed implements
>The tendrils roughly triple its volume
>Carefully cuts apart the original victims and organizes their innards while attacking more people
>Weapons do nothing to it. The lasers are just sort of nullified on contact.
>THERE IS BLOOD EVERYWHERE BUT THE ROBOT.
>It finishes its vivisection and then the tendrils just sort of retract back into its spotless, pristine body
>Fuck this shit
>We retreat to the bridge, barricade ourselves in
>There's like twelve people, one reptilian alien (who spoke in Bulgarian, I think, 3/4 of the time), and me
>The robot-thing tries to get in
>Eventually it wanders off
>We're watching it over security cameras as it stalks the halls, vivisecting people.
>It is around this time that I notice that everyone present looks like people I know from uni. Yes, even the reptilian.
>They're all wearing some kind of off-white jumpsuit uniform. I'm wearing a leather jacket and jeans instead and the reptilian is wearing a vest over casual looking clothes
>At some point the decision is made that the reptilian and I will destroy the robot (something about explosives), while the others get away.
>We are crawling through air ducts, spy movie-style trying to figure out where the hell this thing went
>Did I mention the bombs were like mechanical beetles that skittered around after us?
>We come out of the air duct and nearly fall down a fuck-huge pit
>Very carefully going around the edge when we hear clanking above us
>Oh shit the robot is walking over a grate that's about 20-ish feet up.
>We stop, it stops.
1/2

>>18689959
>It looks around but somehow doesn't spot us.
>Neither of us wants to do anything for fear that it will hear us.
>It keeps walking
>We reach the other side, go into another duct
>Eventually we reach some kind of hanger area.
>There are dead people, carefully sliced open EVERYWHERE.
>It's standing right in front of us, still perfectly white
>ITS FACE OPENS UP. JESUS CHRIST WHY DOES IT HAVE FUCKING CHAINSAW TEETH.
>It starts un-fucking-folding into a mass of tendrils, blades, and spinning death.
>I have a piece of metal to defend myself with.
>The dead people start MOVING. There is metal inside of them.
>Slowly, they move towards us.
>Then the dream ends.
I also distinctly remember an electric guitar cover of the original Star Trek theme, but I don't quite recall the context.

>>18657254
So how tall are you now???

>About 12-13 years old
>Go to bed
>Dreaming
>In a forest
>No sun light because of a thick low canopy abut 3 meters from the ground
>Hear giggling
>There are all these little green pixies that are about knee height, black scalea, bodies are like gummy baby texture but normal sized limbs and not as see through.
>leg it as fast as I can
>Get caught
>Get striped and tied to a stone table
>Blue pixie around 2ft 6 appears
>Get raped by the blue pixie until I wake up

As a small kid that was pretty scary. [spoiler]I blame it for my monster girl and impregnation fetishes[/spoiler]

>>18655849
the first thing i can remember about my life was a nightmare, and it was either one that ive had many times or its the longest dream ive ever had by far

everything was dark, except for lines, and i didnt have any perception of my body

but I did perceive another, it was some kind of monster, or atleast some otherworldly thing that I couldnt begin to describe- and it was chasing me

i ran through the darkness, through the confusing lines and geometric shapes, and it was so alien to me that I feared what would happen if it caught me

I ran and ran and ran and ran, until there was nowhere to run, no place to be between me and the monster

I ran until the haziness of emptiness gave way to reality

>Be you, no wait
>Be me, 7 years old
>Be in the middle of a graveyard for some reason
>Middle of the night, no moon
>Something dosen't feel right
>See a shadow with a machete
>Run like hell
>Reach a gate closed with several locks
>Be decapitated
>Wake up
>Sweating in my bed, realize it was a dream and go back to sleep
>Back to the middle of the graveyard
>Realize what was wrong and run the opposite direction
>Reach the entrance of a cave, wolfs come out
>They chase me, eventually tear me appart
>Wake up again, crying even
>What the fuck, go back to sleep
>Middle of graveyard again
>Run like hell, this time to my left
>Loud explosion for some reason, the wolfs return
>Try to escape, this time they can only get me in the arm
>Wake up in pain, sweating bullets, grabing my arm, feels warm
>Look at arm, four big cuts, I can see the layer of fat on the smaller one, think is the bone and freak out
>Wake up again
>Holding my arm, nothing's wrong.
And that's one of the few that sticked with me.

>>18655849
I was a fat, degenerate, unemployed, 32 year old piece of shit virgin.


Then I woke up and everything was EXACTLY THE SAME.

>>18655849
>nightmare

How do I recognize a nightmare?

Does my heartbeat rise during a nightmare? If so then I am barely experiencing any nightmares, if not, then nightmares are not actually nightmares but ordinary dreams.

>>18655849
It was an ending of a dream, basically I was lying on a wreck of a boat, and a working engine propeller was coming closer and closer to my face.
I panicked and tried to push it away and saw my fingers and hands get cut to pieces. I woke up sitting down and looking at my hands.

>>18655849
>>18691898
Also, I always have the same dream when I have a fever.
>1st segment- a ball formed of scribbled lines of different colours moving at high speed forming a structure like atom
>2nd segment- something that looks like a tennis ball passing through windows on a blank wall
>3rd segment (the uncomfortable and creepy one)-this is when my head starts aching as everything is dark and an amorphous being that might be an amalgamation of body parts, faces and eyes of people I know calling my name.
I usually wake up after that. I first dreamed it when I was 4, maybe earlier and it has never changed.

I had a dream just last night I was in a tent in the woods, at night. Ended up getting out of the tent and looking into the woods to see a little girl in a white dress just kinda standing there (yeah even my dreams are full of meme-tier cliches). Then she started full-pelt sprinting at me in this really unnatural, jerky/stiff way, like she was gliding more than running, and I woke up.

The whole dream lasted maybe 15 seconds but it was fucking terrifying.

>>18686919
Jesus christ

>>18674104
Shit like that happens a lot for me too.

Usually just mundane stuff like my alarm going off, or cars going by, but it's spooky how it gets integrated into the dream.

i dreamt once about an owl with human teeth that spoke russian, but i could understand it. it told me that i was pathetic and worthless. it was really fucking creepy and i still have trouble seeing owls the same way now.

Bumping for more nightmares.

>Be in a car
>wait for an hour but no one was coming
>head out of the car
>there were 2 auto repair shops on my left and a warehouse in front
>went to autoshops to get help but everyone ignored me
>decide to go to warehouse
>see a guy operating a forklift and went to ask him for help
>lights turn off in warehouse
>one light turned back on and was illuminating the forklift
>oh shit the guy is gone
>ran in circles looking for a way out
>there was someone with a white dress in the spot where the forklift used to be
>they turn around and looked at me
>I woke up as soon as she did
Or at least I think it was a dream. I can't remember if I woke up or not because I woke up sitting at the edge of my bed watching tv

I had a dream a year or so ago where i fell in love and lived a full life of years and years with a woman i've never met before. Then i woke up...

there was this moving shadow that was like a haunted cloth and i caught it and brought it up to my face and screamed into it and even though that seems like i actively chose to pick it up and scream i was still terrified like i wasn't in control of myself
and then the entity that was in the cloth was forced out by my scream and i woke up and felt it whoosh past up by my shoulder in real life

>>18655849

I don't remember all of my nightmares, but I dreamed about this fairly recently.

>Hanging out with friends in High School
>Normal day, sun is shining
>Old friend that moved away came back to visit
>Meet up with here, she dyed her hair black
>Decide to go to my house and hang out
>Dream feels like it's moving in fast forward
>Catch glimpses of moments we spent together
>Laughing and having a good time in general
>Dream hits dusk and continues like normal
>Slowly getting darker
>Finally it's night
>Sky is much clearer than normal
>Can see all of the stars very clearly, can see the milky way
>We all stare in awe for a while at the beautiful starry sky
>We start noticing the sky getting darker
>Stars start disappearing
>It's hard to see at first, but it looks like candles being snuffed out
>Eventually, the sky is completely black and everything is quiet
>Hear a popping sound and know that whatever extinguished those stars is here next
>Wake up in a cold sweat

I just had this immense feeling of dread for a while after I woke up.

nothing too spooky, I was in, what I can only describe as mars, but redder, the sky was super cloudy, with a mountainline in the distance

I was standing on a train platform, but there were no tracks, or building or nothing, just a train platform, suddenly a train came out from the clouds heading strainght down, then it curved midair so it could stop at the platform

thats when I noticed 2 monsters, one was, quite literally, the cacodemon with legs, the other I dont remember, I knew right then and there I was dreaming, thats why I jumped into the cacodemon's mouth, and thats when I woke up

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This one isn't really creepy but it's definitely weird.

>have my child appearance
>my field of vision is behind me on the ceiling
>sitting in lounge room on the floor with my legs crossed
>theres no furniture aside from a giant tv thats turned off
>I'm staring at the tv, not moving
>suddenly my vision sort of fucks around with perspective, making me look like I'm shrinking and the tv growing
>field of vision switches to what it's like in real life
>I look down at my hands
>they're getting fatter, like they've been stung by bees but without the red marks
>my legs and feet start doing it too
>wake up

I've had this dream for fucking years and I still have it.

I had two very frequently recurring nightmares as a child:

The first, I would be alone in my kindergarten classroom and all the doors and windows were locked tight. Out of nowhere the room would start filling with bright red scorpions and spiders all the way up to the ceiling as I scrambled to get away from them. I would eventually be overtaken and basically drown in a flurry of stingers and fangs.

The second, I would awaken suddenly in a giant maze made of crystalline mirrors. I frantically try to escape only to find that I am being chased by a witch and a black knight. I would turn the corner and there one of them would be, narrowly escaping for as long as I could. It was usually after a while of running that somehow I would realize that this maze was actually inside a gargantuan pinball machine floating through an endless void. I would wake up usually right as the knight was about to bring his giant axe down upon me.

These dreams almost always woke me up into sleep paralysis, I would try to scream and never be able to do so. I would see monsters in the darkness and not even be able to get under the covers

Not so much scary as it was odd.

>Be a six legged crocodile innawoodz
>Specifically the creepy woods behind by grandparents house that scared the shit out of me when I was a tyke.
>Just toddling about on my six legs, enjoying life.
>Starts to get dark.
>I hear something snap behind me and turn around.
>Motherfucking mothman peering at me from behind a tree.
>I fucking leg it.
>Running through the woods at night, trampling through briers and into ditches.
>All the while that red eyed, bird winged fuck is watching me.
>Usually he's behind trees and just peeks out, sometimes he'll walk out in front of me and hold his wings open like he's going to embrace me.
>Dodge that shit like a pro.
>Eventually start to hear voices and see a light.
>It's a bonfire with some hillbilly's singing around it.
>Must've been a party 'cause they got whole families there.
>Everyone stops and stares at the freaky gator that just ruined the party.
>I try and talk to them and let them know I'm friendly and need help.
>I open my mouth but all that comes out is a baby's laugh.
>The people scream and some burly men rush me and start clubbing me with their guns.
>I beg them not to hurt me but all that comes out is baby screams.
>I try to crawl away but they flip me and start tearing open my belly.
>As my entrails are scattered I look up to the sky and see mothman.
>He's just floating there, watching me die, doesn't say or do anything, and flies off.
>I wake up on the floor and my cat is staring at me like I'm a maniac.

I wonder now if mothman had been trying to save me in those woods, as if trying to warn me of the people that lurked therein.

If that was the case the creepy bastard could have said something like, "Look out man, rednecks up ahead."

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>>18655849
>3rd floor of a large house.
>Go to sleep one night and lock my door, check if door is locked, put key under pillow.
>Attic room
>Dream of a monster clicking claws on the door window
>Sharp bloodied claws and gaping maw
>Eyes as white as marble
>He phases through the door
>Dragging his "knuckles" against the floor
>Walking up the stairs
>My eyes open
>Sleepparalysis.morpg
>Shit, can still hear this thing going up the stairs
>Fuck Fuck Fuck
>My breathing escalates
>Thing fucking ROARS in around the second floor
>Nobody is waking up
>Can see my window
>It is red and black outside
>Still not moving
>Think I am gonna die
>Pray to God like a pussy
>Thing reaches my door
>It grabs the doorknob and twists
>It opens as smoothly as a hot butter knife through butter
>See its face
>It sees me
>Nearly shit myself as I am still paralysed
>Eyes close suddenly
>FUCKING SCREAM MYSELF AWAKE
>Woke everyone in the house
>Friend checks up on me
>He consoles me on my bed
>Then it hits me
>He opened the door
>I still have the key under my pillow
>Cried like a bitch
>Left the house the next day to live with parents

>>18655849
Last night, actually. I haven't dreamt about my youth in years, but it was like I was back in an uncertain year period. I was never very popular bc special needs (language difficulties, got over it) but it was on a whole new level in this dream. I was a literal pariah, treated as though I'd murdered somebody because not a single person, even my friends would talk to me. They would shake their heads and turn away, and it incited a feeling of anger. I was genuinely angry at the treatment, because I hadn't done anything wrong other than be born this way. Cue shot to walking up the hill from home, to see a strange child I'd never known or seen before. He turns and looks at me, and seems to say something before crossing the road. He gets hit and dies on the scene, and I get the blame for it. That's all I can remember, because it went on a lot longer but can only recall snippets of the dream. I woke up angry because of it.

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This was a recurring nightmare from a few years ago youtube link optional for additional immersion
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AopwMn7lXAw
>Gain consciousness in a sterile white room that is approximately 4mx4m lying on a white bed
>A closer inspection reveals there are no doors and no windows
>Become aware of a sound that sounds like blocks of styrofoam being rubbed together
>The sound becomes progressively louder until i notice distortions on the wall
>The shape resembles a giant serpent on the opposite side of the room
>This serpent shaped distortion is only perceptible due to impossible shadows it casts across the room
>The shape slithers across the room and the walls but doesn't come near me
>Finally it goes back to the same wall it first appeared on opposite the bed I lie petrified in
>It now starts move across the ceiling towards as the styrofoam noise becomes unbearably loud
>I am now staring at this unknown shape sliding towards my head the noise practically deafening
>I can't see it but I am aware it's distending it's huge maw
>Just as it is about to chomp I cringe so hard I wake up cringing
This same nightmare occured to me about a dozen times in a month and I've never had it since

I had a nightmare where I went back into the past to try to kill myself as a kid. In that dream, my kid self was a murderous psychopath and was killing everyone i loved. It also felt worse because he tried to hunt me down and i remember hiding on malls and other places from the place i born, but he always found me.

Also
>Work as graphic designer
>Makes a mistake which cost the studio a moderate loss
>Boss yells at me about why i did that.
>Day spend depressed since i consider myself pretty efficient
>At night i dream about the same day, except from my boss POV
>After yelling at me, my boss goes to his office
>Talks to client, apologizes but client offers to buy the extra product i sent by mistake, also thanks for it because the stock would've been short
>Wakes up feeling a bit positive and goes to work
>Boss comes and says he won't make me pay for the extras, the client is happy with them

I know it's not a nightmare but what was that exactly?

>wake up from sleeping to take a piss
>get to bathroom, turn on light, look in mirror
>get dizzy everything starts spinning, collapse
>internal monologue "oh god whats happening i'm dieing"
>everything fades to black

whenever i look in a mirror while dreaming shit gets instant nightmare

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Imagine having a nightmare where you dreamed the world was trying to enthrone a malvolent entity that wanted to cause you nothing but pain and suffering forever.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=834MupNRhgo

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>>18698231
election was only a few months ago bub

>tfw crisis averted

>>18655849
This just happened last night, but it fucked me up because of how realistic it was
>Be at a drug deal with my friend outside unter a street light
>Guy we are giving the drugs to tells us that there is a guy who is gonna try to kill us
>We stay outside, on look out for someone suspicious
>A nice looking (like good person not handsome) in a beanie walks down the street and is shivering like they've been doing meth
>Somehow realize this is the guy who wants to kill us
>Threaten him, see he has a gun in his pocket and take it from him.
>My friend and I are both holding him at gunpoint
>We take him back to my friend's basement
>Begin torturing him
>I don't even remember why, I think it was because we were angry at him for suposedly wanting to kill us. All he did the entire time was just cry and beg us to stop
>I remember vividly trying to decide where on his body to shoot him, what would cause him the most pain
>Eventually leave the room for a second and come back to see my friend beating him to death
>I snap out of it, crumple to the ground and start crying because of how low I had become.
>Have the distinct feeling that god has left me completely (Not religious but still) and I'm all alone
>Wake up

I don't know why that dream still gives me the shivers.

>>18655849
My nightmare would start with me in the basement laundry room. The light was dim. My eyes so tired that I could not keep them open. But I wanted to open them and see because I felt a evil presence close by. I was certain it was coming to kill me. And still I could not open my eyes. I had this nightmare at least a thousand times over the course of 35 years. Finally, a few years ago I stood up to the evil. In a nightmare-turned-dream I stood up to the killer and never had one since.
But if you think that's a happy ending, you are not correct. Now my nightmares are my awake-nightmares. Before I could wake up and escape evil, now they attack me while I'm awake.

It was a few years ago when I was staying at my friends house. Not the scariest by others standards but one of the few to fully wake me up.

>I'm helping my best friend move out of his apartment
>starting to feel heated and we both take a break
guess the stuffiness of that room translated into my dream
>we start reminiscing about everything that's happened since he moved there
>we eventually get everything moved but one last last box next to the back patio
>he's the one driving the uhaul so I go back to get it
>I close the blinds going out to the patio after I pick up the box
>middle of the day but closing them made the living room a lot darker than usual
>almost as dark as it would be at night with all the lights off
>kinda frozen at the strangeness of the situation
>only light coming in is from the open door
>the lights not spreading any further than a few feet away
>notice something crouching on the counter
>it has its back to me and I can't make out any discernible details
>I'm still frozen
>I hear a scratching noise, it's getting louder
>I just know that I don't want whatever that thing is to turn around
>I see it's head start to rise up and slowly turn towards me
>I call for my friend, I try to force myself to move towards the light
>I start to distinguish more details
>its fingers are tapping rapidly on its knees like the grudge kid
>I find more strength in me to move
>stop again when I hear it start to speak
>"You wanted to experience a demon and now you will"
>turns completely to face me
>I can't see it
>dream pretty much reverses the perspective and turns it towards me
>I see nothing but my reaction but at the sight that I see
>start to let out a scream
the scream translates into a long wail and wakes up my friend and her mom, sleep with the tv on for the rest of the night.