I had a nightmare in which Old manus sent me a PM.
I had a nightmare in which Old manus sent me a PM.
I never get hurt/die in my dreams.
I did dream that I was doing a science project for a teacher I do not have, and he was mad because it was like a tornado with two liter bottles that my kindergarten teacher did for us way back when. Except it had no water in it so it just sorta had sand taht flowed. He looked at me disapprovingly so my friend Riley and I took it to the janitor's closet to refill with water.
I barely remember my dreams but the worst I ever had was horrible. But if I post it everyone will sight me as a bad person...
Same for me. I have dreams that don't make me scared, but iif I told them, people woud think I'm a dangerous psycho or something.
The porn pm was no nightmareOriginally Posted by ScottNUMBERS
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I don't get scary dreams since they don't scare me but, I did have a dream a while ago that I was at Target, in the check out line, and the guy in front of me turned around and shot me in the head. I was tad *sarcasm* jumpy for the rest of the day. Don't know what set that dream out but, I didn't like it.
No. Im not the bad guy in my dream. I was just a regular teen walking down the street with a girlfriend or just a really good friend who was a girl. I don't wanna tell it. If anyone wishes to know my horrible dream send it through PMs...
My dreams are weird. They have fantasy like creatures(scary)...
This one where I'm going through my school and there are crosses and fire all over and if I step within 5 feet of any of the crosses, my heart is painfully ripped out of my body, and it was the oddest sensation to have my heart ripped out in my dream.
I can remember one from when I was little. o.o Mario was walking down these stairs, see... and then he got caught by a witch!
I woke up after that. >_>
In more recent dreams, if I am ever pushed (In the dream) then I will prepare for the fall. This results in me slapping my bed and saying: "Sorry! My fault."
I had a dream that my house blew up and a strange man with a white T-shirt, tight jeans, and a militay-esque haircut emerged from the smoldering crater and then hit me on the head with a lead pipe. I woke up and my head was hurting a little.
EDIT:Coincidentally I had a dream that the boys' and girls' locker rooms were merged and we had to take showers with them.
Last edited by Rengori; 12-18-2005 at 12:05 AM.
Kaycee says (12:06 AM):
whos' obama?
God. I hate not remembering my dreams. I could be having the best horny fantasies of my life but I won't remember. I gotta start TRYING to remember...
Mine involves me falling in a bottomless pit/hole, it's red everywhere and then suddenly a very hard demonic voice was saying my name on a nerve-breaking slow manner. That night I didn't take the risk to fall asleep again => drank gallons of coffee. *shudders*
Also [not a dream] my father told me that if I encounter a dead family member or a dead good friend in a dream that I shouldn't agree to their proposal of coming with them even if they say it's such a nice place to be, etc... because if I would go with them I would die in my sleep for real !!
A couple of weeks ago I was having nightmares over and over and no, Ive had no cheese!
The first occured the Friday night when sadly George Best passed away. Now my uncle is an alcholic with a family and I dreamt he died and our family werent upset. He is a blood relative, but he begs for money from people, yet he has a job.
After that I dreamt my boyfriend was seeing a girl called Samatha (sp) and she stayed in our apartment block. I dont know anyone called Samatha here, so that makes no sense. But he said our relationship was a lie. This really did upset me and I was on the brink of tears.
Few days later, I dreamt I was crossing the road with my nana and my 3 year old cousin. He slipped out of her hand and ran across the road. We ran and after him screaming and a car hit him, I actually seen the car hit me. And he landed in the road as if he were a rag doll. I ran after the car screaming at him to stop, as did other people.
I caught up to him, breathless and I hit him and I hit him, but I didnt leave a single scratch on him. I had him on the floor punching him, yet nothing.
It too really upset me cause I had the dream of his dad dying. I then stopped having these nightmares and then 2 days later my beloved hamster Edward passed away of old age. My nana said the dreams of relatives dying may be some sort of warning/vision about Edward dying.
I havent had any since and she passed on over 2 weeks ago.
Y'know what scares me the most...it's the way real-life places always seem so bleak in dreams. Most of my dreams are set in school, and it's school but not really; it's just some grey, depressing place that I know is school. Those aren't exactly nightmares, but they're depressing, and I'm glad real-life isn't like that!
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