Nightmare

(What ever I wrote inside this form here is what I thought in a first person perspective at the time) - The “dots” were NOT an outline, they seemed to be in place of what it would look like if something happened. They were sort of orangy-yellow and literaly dots, not circles.

I’m in a house near a beach (rental or owned I don’t know). Across the “beach” is a body of water (I thought it was an ocean, then I saw the river.) and for some reason I can see a city over there. I’m looking at the sky for whatever reason when suddenly the skylights up with first a little bunch of orange(yellow-orange? Yellow?) dots in one little part of the sky (from a single plane? I thought it was the usual plane that caries people around, then there was another dot right beside it and it’s “I’m here” lights went out and there were a few falling dots), then the entire sky is sort of filled with these dots… but the dots are spaced out across the sky in a reasonable manner and (there is some sort of battle?). [i] After something is launched (At first I thought it was at another plane and I want the battle to keep going to help save us.) Now when the sky lit up the first time I immediatly tried to get in contact with my [relative who is a cop] I try to find my mom’s cell phone becasue I don’t have one. I scamble all over the house and in a radius around the house, looking for my mom’s phone. But I never do find it. Eventualy I pour out how much I love my mom to her ("…becasue I just should have said this years ago…"). Now the next time I look up into the sky the MOST of sky flashes, I don’t know why. I’m standing on the wodden steps that leads down to the beach, I see an enveloping flash of light and some expanding crater. Everything is slow motion. Knowing what is happening I lay down on the space between the door and the stars (I gave up.) and then I try to scamble inside (I regret giving up), but I know it is too late. As my fate approches I try to scream, but I know it is too late. I wake up and I don’t move at all at first. My mouth is open to continue a scream that was cut off. I am afraid of what I saw.

For I saw a nuke.

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I just have to do this… I’m so very sorry.

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Don’t you hate it when you try to yell in a dream but you’re mouth won’t open or something, or when you can’t see straight because your view is moving all over the place.

I hate when you wake up from a nightmare but your brain doesn’t want to join you, and you end up paralyzed in bed for ten minutes unable to breathe or scream for help you’re not sure you even need

Even more boring than one of my boring-ass dream posts.

This, a thousand times over. :frowning:

The point of the thread is what exactly?

EDIT: If it is about nightmares, I have nothing to share. I haven’t had a nightmare in ages.

:hmph:

I always dream of falling from high building, must be because I am suicidal.

Last night I went to bed at 3am and had an interrupted night of sleep interspersed with dreams of having Xenomorphs crawling around my house at night.

FML.

Sound like a cool dream to me.

It’s actually a recurring thing when I have bad nights of sleep. Maybe I’m subconsciously terrified of them, since I think they’re really cool when I’m awake.

I think it’s because your subconscious though they might hurt you, but you know they can’t because it’s a dream.

I can think of a forum member that might be jealous of you. :wink:
[COLOR=‘Black’]If he doesn’t have dreams like that anyway.

You mean when you try and wake yourself up?

I’l get that pretty much every time I dream nowadays. I’l know I’m dreaming and will feel the need to wake up and I’l feel myself trying to scream, then as I start to regain consciousness I’l slowly be able to scream louder. Wierdest feeling.

It’s annoying, and must freak some people the fuck out.

Those sound like night terrors.

I always get attacked by fuckin household objects that have faces. I think Stephen King writes my nightmares.

One time while waking up from a lucid dream I just barely had time to move the sheets so that all the jizz went on the floor instead.

A lot less messy that way.

In normal passive dreams I’m either shoplifting or finding some crazy electronics at a second hand store somewhere.

I once had a nightmare that turned awesome where I fell into the lake in my neighborhood and almost drowned, but somehow I found that water backpack from Super Mario Sunshine and water jetpacked out.

My most vivid dreams always has me either walking through this outstanding haunted Halloween attraction, right before opening time where the actors are getting ready and there’s huge flood lights on everything; riding on a roller coaster where the car falls apart and I’m forced to hold onto the axles for the remainder of the ride, the hills getting very tall and steep as the ride progresses; or toilets.

Let me explain that last one. I have a recurring dream about toilets either being installed where they shouldn’t be installed (such as on very large elevators/lifts that has other stuff like rows of seats, couches, or whatever without a door so you can see the masonry and floors going by the opening) or bathrooms in various states of filth and disrepair including toilets knocked off their base and needing to have another one replaced it and so on… I do NOT know what this means but I’ve had the toilets dream so often that I’m starting to recognize it when I see it and I realize I’m dreaming…but I can’t change how things go in the dream.

Yeah. I’m fucked up.

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