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I dreamt I was standing in line to buy groceries. I tried to buy half-eaten bread, half-full soda bottles, but I didn't have enough money. So, I tried for a long time to convice the cashier to give it to me for free, but he refused, then his manager came along and said it was fine. But, before I could pick the groceries up, a bear came along and took it. I tried to follow him, but woke up as I left the building.
It might have been a sign, the coke in the fridge was half-full this morning and I didn't even open it the previously night. My dad is probably the bear.
I had a dream I was framed for killing a new world pirate and so I was on the run then I hid round my friends house and even Shanks was pissed off with me but the bones of the victim were missing from a pirate who I met
my dreams hardly, if ever, make any kind of sense. nightmares are even more rare.
today i had a dream i fought with my sister over something really stupid. i couldn't even yell properly in the dream which is hilariously accurate. I'm much too soft spoken to reach the required pitch.
I was running down this little brick road that had a meadow, with Chuckie chasing me down.... then all of a sudden, I was chasing him down and turn him dora and I saw my classmates eaten alive by a crocodile at the mall. =='
I recently had a nightmare where I tore my stomach apart, molded all the skin into a bowl and ate my insides out of it.
No joke, it was terrible and actually woke me up scared.
I read an article of how pain in dreams is actually telling of illness or pain signals your body sends to your brain while you sleep, resulting in you thinking it's just a dream.
Originally Posted by Tifa Lockhart
I had a dream where I was with a group of people and we were killing eachother. The objective was to find and stop the evil "mother". I was with a group of friends, and when a certain number were killed, the game stopped. The evil mother was revealed then she was killed by another a person who was still alive. The person becomes our new "mother" and a cutscene shows her house full of stuffed humans and animals with creepy voices. The stuffed humans could talk but they acted like...babies. The were all old people too.
then i woke up from this disturbing dream
What kind of horror movie/video game/novel were you reading? :WTF
Originally Posted by bellezza
Two nights in a row I've dreamt of my cat losing bodyparts. Once she lost an ear, once she got all fours legs eaten by a T-rex. That last dream was particularly traumatic. My poor cat
I had a dream last night in which I had powers like the guys from Chronicle. At first I could only move small stuff, but after a while I was able throw a bus and stop the raindrops mid-air.
I was so happy and though I really hope it isn't a dream, that when I woke up, I instinctly tried to move the remote controller... but couldn't... (gotta admit was incredibly sad)
The thing is I just recently realized I forgot to fly in my dream.
There were these aliens that took over peoples bodies but when they did this they only looked human but inside were nasty, anyway the numbers were becoming even to humans and the thing that repelled them was the color red they hated the sight of it(like it blinded them) even though I know they would clock me I wore I big bright red top which meant I knew them but they also knew me and so I had to go underground eventually with the rebellion.
I have an inordinate number of nightmares and a tendency to remember dreams; both of which I tend to jot down immediately upon waking in a a sort of flood of freewriting babble. For the sake of posterity or whatever, I'll only edit obvious spelling errors like I've done the few times I've posted a dream entry in my blog.
Here is what I have from this morning/last night:
Zombies, of course. It's almost always zombies these days.
We rarely saw the actual changelings, themselves. Rather, we knew what was going on. Each day was a repeat of the last. If we got into the barricaded room before they came after us, then we were safe. Me, a father and his daughter.
A husband and wife would run outside, an older couple running fit to bust their pacemakers. The man would falter, be caught, the wife would turn to find him, and he'd have killed her before she could scream.
Day after day was the same. There were no colors, only greys and the howls of the changed. Then, we had the woman come knocking. She could have been a solicitor, a coworker, an ex-lover. She drew them to us, apparently ignorant of the apocalyptic conditions outside.
Every day she came. Every day she was caught. And, we were only lucky to make it inside before she came round to be killed.
Finally, the torture became too much. The torture of listening to her die day after day. The torture of shame that enveloped us all as we listened to her, too afraid, too smart to open the door because we knew what wait for us outside. The father whose name I never had the opportunity to learn ran out. His daughter followed.
And, shit. Shit, shit, shit. I followed too. I didn't want to be alone.
Suddenly, the nightmare turns into a dark wonderland where the father knows of his daughter's pursuit, her loss, and he becomes Alice searching for her, the rabbit. There was evil. The queen of Hearts, who constantly appeared round corners. She would have her skirts hitched up, dropping them to point and laugh as blood from her unseen victims poured down her front.
The father slowly began to change. The further ingrained he became in this world, trying to find his daughter, the more he began to change to fit into that world. His hair began to turn blond, his skin pale white, his lips blood red, his eyes black pits. He became less and less human, handsome turned gruesome as he begged the queen to give him back his daughter.
She finally had him in her clutches as he begged for the only thing he loved.
And then, of course, I woke up.
Trigger: I got lost on me way here. Denzil: How could you get lost? You've been coming to this pub since you were 16! Trigger: No, I found the pub alright. I meant I couldn't find this room. (to Mike) I've been in your dance hall for the last hour.
Mike: But all the lights are out!
Trigger: I know.
Boycie: You've been standing in the dark for an hour? Trigger: Yeah I thought we were all gonna jump out and surprise someone. Mike: But there was no-one else in there. Trigger: But I didn't know that, did I? The lights were out. (to Rodney) How you going, Dave?