Nightmares

I've had nightmares two nights in a row now. I can't remember what yesterdays nightmare was about, but I can definitely remember this one that I just woke up from.

In this nightmare, something big was destroying my town. Everyone was fearful for their lives, but things calmed down as soon as people thought that the threat was gone. When everyone came out of hiding, they discovered huge piles of corpses. It didn't take long for us to find out what had made these piles; huge, robot-type things. They started chasing down everyone, killing them, and throwing them into these piles. It was like some sort of new age holocaust brought upon by a robotic Fuhrer.

I was all alone in the nightmare. I didn't have a family to run too. I kept searching for people who would help me, but no one would. When the robots came, I managed to find three teenagers who said I could stay with them at their house. We ran and ran for miles, dodging body parts, and occasionally stopping to hide from the robots. We eventually made it to a small neighborhood. Trees had been uprooted and houses destroyed.

As we ran towards their house, I spotted in the distance this thing... it was hideous. It was about 18 feet tall and all hunched over. It had a deformed human body, but a child's head. It's mouth was filled with chipped teeth, but they were all razor-sharp. It was chasing after a couple of people and was gaining momentum. It pounced on this man and began tearing hunks of flesh from his back. The man was screaming and trying to escape, but he was trapped under the creatures huge, taloned feet. The monster leaned down and tore his head right off and spit it out. I had seen enough and continued running.

We finally had reached this house and we all stepped inside. There were 4 people there already - a mother, father, and an aunt and uncle. They didn't seem relieved or happy to see the kids at all, but they weren't angry about it either. It was like they were indifferent to the children's safety. Nobody acknowledged me, so I sat down on an old, brown couch by a window. Only when I had calmed down did I realize that I was inside my grandmother's house. I was filled with sadness, because my grandmother had died a year ago.

I immediately woke up as soon as I realized it was my grandmother's house. My chest is still a bit tight and my hands are a bit shaking. I was going to wake up my dad, but I figured I would let him sleep since it's only 7:00 AM.

I hate seeing things about huge disasters or the apocalypse. I don't like to dream about it or watch TV about it. I don't like the idea of being abandoned or being in some building somewhere, hiding, and worrying about whether my parents are alive or dead. It scares the hell out of me. It terrifies me.

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bahamat on

Re: Nightmares

I read somewhere that dreams/nightmares are a way of the subconcious letting you know conciously of anything that's an issue for it - particularly stuff that came up during the day that, for whatever reason, you didn't get resolved (like one time I was looking at the train tracks and dreamt about falling in)

It certainly highlights though what makes you scared, or (in my case with a dream about going to work naked) what embaresses, or any feeling like that - it says, and you identified yourself, about not liking being abandoned, that worry, and you don't like the carnage of disasters, possibly you don't like being chased by a mortal threat either, those are all issues. If you can get to a point where they don't frighten you as much, nightmares like this will be less common/less intense. Dreams do seem so real though - sometimes when I've feared mortal danger I try to run but I can't.

Dreams can work pleasently too - like I had this issue that it got to me that i had no sex life so... dreams deal with that - I have had it though where the dream gets dispelled abruptly by something unexpected like the real life telephone or where I move my body, and suddenly realise there's nothing there. Also it seems we can only imagine what we've already experienced - my sex dreams would always end before anything could happen before I had tried anything like that out in real life - because my mind didn't know what to conjour

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xhermiexloverx on

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I believe that's true - that dreams and nightmares are a way of your subconscious letting you know something is up. I haven't really put a lot of thought into what this nightmare could mean, but it probably has to do with abandonment.

I rarely have nightmares and I rarely ever remember good dreams that I have. I'm always jealous of people who can remember their dreams, but a part of me feels happy when I remember nightmares (since they have a bigger impact on me than the pleasant dreams.) I hope that makes sense. lol

Oh and I wanted to apologize for taking so long the other day when I said 'brb.' I'm sorry that it took so long and then you had to sign off and I was still gone. I hope you aren't angry.

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bahamat on

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No hard feelings

I had to go when I did to practise - because y'know pressure from the house.
I know I have dreams often, but it's rare that I remember them, particularly the more awake I get, I think though one last night involved me having a little bungalow and convincing my dad that it was the perfect place to live in. Nightmares are rare for me too, but they happen sometimes, and badly when they do - it's like I had this one where electrical wires were coming at me like a snake, and I couldn't move - and when you think you're going to die, that's when I wake, my parents say I make horrible sounds like an animal in pain.

But it doesn't compare to my very first remembered nightmare where "Thomas the Tank engine" http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_the_Tank_Engine
got stuck in a tunnel!