Nightmares.

[BlackDawn]

Many of my nightmares involve zombies, likely due to the time I spend on the zombie plans thread.

 

 

 

My most recent one was only last night, it involved a number of Tifers. The nightmare began with me standing by the main building of the power plant near Doomsavenger's house, (People from the zombie thread, you'll understand). Standing nearby are a number of regulars to that thread, I only know it's them because they're all wearing nametags.

 

 

 

So, Rocco suddenly comes running up to the group of us standing by the building, apparently a giant horde of zombies have found us. We all charge to the walls to see he's right, they're everywhere, and they're almost inside the perimeter. We all grab our guns, most of which being semi-automatic rifles, and start shooting. But the zombies won't stop coming, they finally break through and we start retreating to the main building.

 

 

 

During the retreat Lenin pops up with a flamethrower and starts setting the zombies on fire, he is almost bitten when Sworddude appears on the tower sniping zombies while laughing manically. We all get inside the building, including Lenin. From inside we can still hear Sworddude sniping zombies, the moans, the laughs, it was disturbing.

 

 

 

Suddenly the zombies come in through a passageway, Doom screams "Who didn't lock the back entrance!?" before she's grabbed by a zombie and torn apart. Many other Tifers go down in that attack, a few of us escape to the roof where Sword has joined us. The zombies are slowly climbing the stairs to the roof and we're all panicking, for some reason none of us were smart enough to close or barricade the roofs door. -.-

 

 

 

The zombies finally reach the roof, we're all standing at the edge shooting at them, trying to keep them away. Then there's only five of us left. The zombies are gaining footing and we're losing it. We're trapped. So yeah, we're all shooting (Lenin flaming) at the zombies, killing hundreds but never stopping them all. Then Protoguy points down at a truck right below us, Mage Man is in the drivers seat and waving at us to jump onto the back. We all leap down and land safely.

 

 

 

Mage Man then starts driving, we get out of the masses of zombies but a load have clung to the sides. We knock as many as we can off and manage to do so without getting bitten. The truck then breaks down and we all take off running through the woods, the thousands of zombies chasing us.

 

 

 

Then, the zombies start coming from all around us, we're surrounded completly with no way to break through. The six of us then form a tight circle and start shooting, we're shouting battlecries and such while we bring down every last zombie we possibly can, our fate was inevitable, but we kept fighting.

 

 

 

A zombie then managed to tackle me, right as it's about to bite me it's head explodes after Sworddude put a bullet through it's skull. Then I woke up.

 

 

 

Yeah, pretty epic really. It still scared the hell out of me, it honestly felt so real, I could feel my own stress and exhaustion, it was so strange.

 

 

 

If any of you are wondering who the last survivors were, it was me, Sworddude, Lenin, Mage Man, Protoguy, Roccodog, and Ross_The_Knight.

[mweddle]

I had one where I was taken hostage by somekids at school and tied up in a room where the floor disseapeared and I began to fall. I woke up screaming at the top of my lungs because I had just jumped out of my loft bed and broken my left leg and right wrist and I had a 7inch long gash in my foot for some reason.And i didnt even go to the hospital :

[Dizzle229]

Last night was just... disturbing. I don't know what to make of it.

 

 

 

I was in some kind of courtyard, with red brick walls all around it. The floor was covered in animals bones, in some places almost a foot deep in them. The bones were dirty, and some of them still had some meat on the bones. Except the meat wasn't red, but white, because there was no blood left in them. There was a number of homeless people sitting among the bones, and then came the worst part. A starving homeless man picked up what looked like half of a lower jawbone, and started eating the decaying white gums from it. I woke up at that point.

 

 

 

:shock:

[DerekZoolandah]

I haven't been able to remember dreams for quite a while so I haven't had many nightmares. Mostly just day-mares instead, heh.

[Nenga]

Many of my nightmares involve zombies, likely due to the time I spend on the zombie plans thread.

 

 

 

My most recent one was only last night, it involved a number of Tifers. The nightmare began with me standing by the main building of the power plant near Doomsavenger's house, (People from the zombie thread, you'll understand). Standing nearby are a number of regulars to that thread, I only know it's them because they're all wearing nametags.

 

 

 

So, Rocco suddenly comes running up to the group of us standing by the building, apparently a giant horde of zombies have found us. We all charge to the walls to see he's right, they're everywhere, and they're almost inside the perimeter. We all grab our guns, most of which being semi-automatic rifles, and start shooting. But the zombies won't stop coming, they finally break through and we start retreating to the main building.

 

 

 

During the retreat Lenin pops up with a flamethrower and starts setting the zombies on fire, he is almost bitten when Sworddude appears on the tower sniping zombies while laughing manically. We all get inside the building, including Lenin. From inside we can still hear Sworddude sniping zombies, the moans, the laughs, it was disturbing.

 

 

 

Suddenly the zombies come in through a passageway, Doom screams "Who didn't lock the back entrance!?" before she's grabbed by a zombie and torn apart. Many other Tifers go down in that attack, a few of us escape to the roof where Sword has joined us. The zombies are slowly climbing the stairs to the roof and we're all panicking, for some reason none of us were smart enough to close or barricade the roofs door. -.-

 

 

 

The zombies finally reach the roof, we're all standing at the edge shooting at them, trying to keep them away. Then there's only five of us left. The zombies are gaining footing and we're losing it. We're trapped. So yeah, we're all shooting (Lenin flaming) at the zombies, killing hundreds but never stopping them all. Then Protoguy points down at a truck right below us, Mage Man is in the drivers seat and waving at us to jump onto the back. We all leap down and land safely.

 

 

 

Mage Man then starts driving, we get out of the masses of zombies but a load have clung to the sides. We knock as many as we can off and manage to do so without getting bitten. The truck then breaks down and we all take off running through the woods, the thousands of zombies chasing us.

 

 

 

Then, the zombies start coming from all around us, we're surrounded completly with no way to break through. The six of us then form a tight circle and start shooting, we're shouting battlecries and such while we bring down every last zombie we possibly can, our fate was inevitable, but we kept fighting.

 

 

 

A zombie then managed to tackle me, right as it's about to bite me it's head explodes after Sworddude put a bullet through it's skull. Then I woke up.

 

 

 

Yeah, pretty epic really. It still scared the hell out of me, it honestly felt so real, I could feel my own stress and exhaustion, it was so strange.

 

 

 

If any of you are wondering who the last survivors were, it was me, Sworddude, Lenin, Mage Man, Protoguy, Roccodog, and Ross_The_Knight.

 

Aww I wasn't there?

 

 

 

Anyway i'm always saying we should have a back up plan you know...

[mister_moocky]

I was walking in fish creek, a provintial park I live by, with my mom, and I met some guy. Some stuff happened (don't remember what) and he ended up cutting my throat with a knife. I fell down to the ground, it was a dirt path, and spend the next (what felt like) few minutes choking on my own blood. I could feel the hot blood spewing into my throat and everything, when I woke up I had my eyes closed and I still thought I was dieing for a few seconds. I can't remember any others.

[psvstef]

always when i dream about spiders i wake up next to my bed lol :P

[fastortoise]

Does anyone else have dreams where they're being chased? In my case it's my neighbor with a weapon ;_;

 

I remember quite a few dreams where I was chased by a murderer. The worst part of those dreams is I always end up running way ahead of them or successfully hide in a closet/abandoned house, I feel momentarily safe but still have that lingering feeling that I'm going to die. I then look for things to kill myself with to relieve my anxiety, which is around the time they turn up and stab me to death.

 

 

 

I hate that I look for ways to kill myself in those situations just so I won't be chased anymore.

[Guest]

I don't think I've had a nightmare for years...since I was about 9 or so. A few things people would consider "scary" (Zombies :P) but I usually enjoy them.

[Princess Viola]

Ah, nightmares. The dark side of the mind. The side that emulates your worst fears and dark thoughts. That which holds your fears and simulates them.

 

 

 

I had a nightmare involving a banana, some hot chick, and some force. And let's just say it didn't end well for either side. And note that this banana was sporting titanium [bleep]es that spew weapons-grade anthrax and other dangerous toxic spores.

 

She stuck up your [wagon], didn't she?

[Albel]

This dream of mine, was on another thread about weird dreams. Now it has became a nightmare for me.

 

 

 

[hide=Nightmare]I was sitting in my bed when it started, and my parents come and to tell me that they got some test results in. IT said, that I was going to die in 2 weeks. I was... crushed to hear this. I just sat in my bed for about 3 days. On the 4th day, I accepted the fact that I was going to die, and I started say goodbye to all my friends and family members. It was very hard to see all my friends and family sad... Slowy everone knew what was going to happen. I told all my runescape friends, and there was actually a sort of funeral for me on TIF and runescape. Some friends on RS called me, whiched made me fell better. As the day for me to die came closer, I became one with my self, and was actually looking foward to it. On the of, I was in my bed, with a few people with me. My parents, sister, my best friend joe, and my ex-girlfriend Kim. I said goodbye, and waited with them, while some music I had written was playing in the background. Slowly, I was sleepy, and I died. The weird thing was my dream did not end there. I was....in a state of me being outside of my body, watching all my friends and family crying. I wanted to talk to them, but I guess I was a ghost. I spent the rest of my life, following my ex-gilrfriend... and helping her when she needed it.

 

 

 

I woke up... crying, in a cold sweat, and holding on to the necklace my ex-girlfriend got me for Christmas a year ago. I have not been to sleep much since that happened[/hide]

 

 

 

What makes it a nightmare now is that, the people are happy to see that Im dead. I spend the rest of my days, wondering on the earth, with the sounds of pople hating me in my ears.

[Saru Inc]

I have them a lot. In fact, when I fall asleep, I either see black for one to two seconds, and open my eyes and it's 11 am, or it's a nightmare.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

[hide=Picture of "frightening" clown]

 

Remember this guy?[/hide]

 

Most Common:Well here's the dream, it's relatively short, but if I ever wake up after having the nightmare, when I fall back asleep I have it again.

 

It's a cloudy day, it rained but I don't know when. My mom says its time for me to go get the mail. I want to get it so bad, I've been waiting for it. But I'm scared, because whenever my brothers and sisters go to get it, they never come back. (I don't really understand the logic of how this dream could be reality since I only have 2 bros and 2 sis') Anyways, I open the door, and run outside, the temperature is my favorite ever, cool, a nice breeze running through, I feel so refreshed on my run to the mailbox. I open the box, and I pull out some mail. But I can't read it. it's in English, but I don't know what its saying, (and whenever I wake up and think about the dream, the more I wonder what the mail says, the faster I forget what happened in the dream) then as I'm yelling in triumph that I got the mail, I turn and see the clown pictured above riding a unicycle extremely fast, holding a machete with blood, mold, dirt, and water. But I think the water is tears from all the kids he killed. He rides up, and chops off my head and as my head hits the ground, I see all the other kids in then neighborhood getting the heads chopped off as they all got the mail at the same time. I see my mom, holding her cup of tea ( my mom never drinks tea in real life) shes laughing, and sings "Hush Little Baby" as she walks through the door. Blood is running all over the streets, and even though I'm technically decapitated, cuz my head is chopped off, I just want to know why. The clown bikes back by, and he's smiling, and says "if only" and I wake up. I always wake up after he says that, I've never not waken up.

 

I used to have that dream every night for 4-8 years. I first had it when I saw the commercial on tv for it when the game first came out. I still have that dream, and I'm still the 8 year old kid.

 

 

 

 

 

Most Meaningful: It's Sunday. I wake up, it's Church day and I'm ready. I have my 45 cents worth of tithe that I can't wait to put in the offering plate. I run over to my parents, but they don't want to wake up. They say God's dead. Long live no one. I yell that they;re having a night mare, they need to wake up, we need to go to church fast, we can't be late. We're always late. (We were late every Sunday for 6-7 years, and we lived two minutes from Church.) As I'm yelling for them to wake up, I am suddenly 16(I don't know what age I was earlier in the dream, I just remember feeling 16 out of nowhere) my mom yells "you're 16 Sam, go to Church yourself, we're about to sacrifice The Lewis' baby (our neighbors were called the Lewis') to the TV in hope we can get HBO back!" so I say "God Bless!" and grab my Bible, my 45 cents, and get into the car. The car smells like Sin. I drive to Church. I get out and run as fast as I can. It's 9:59 and 48 seconds, thats what my watch says. I go to open the door, but notice my shoe's untied. I can't be mis dressed for Church. I tie it in 12 seconds, go to grab the door, and it's 10:00 and one second. I'm late. I run in anyways, and try to find a seat. Pastor Wally is saying God loves those who pray to him every night and day, and give money to Pastor Wally. And God hates everyone who is late to Church. He points at me and saying "Thou art condemned to hell." and out of nowhere, the Church ushers, some teenagers I've never seen before, grab me, and try to choke me to death with rosaries ( I was Presbyterian at that point) and stab with my crucifixes that are pointed, they hit me in the side where Jesus was pierced. Then they grab me and put me on these planks. They tie me down and then shoot a staple gun into my hands so I'n nailed to a board. They lift up the pseudo cross I'm on, and march down the aisle way to the Pulpit, all the while saying "[bleep] you, [bleep] you, [bleep] you, [bleep] you, Amen." And I see my parents at the front door slicing open a baby and dripping it's blood on the TV remote hoping for HBO. and all the sudden, I either wake up, or go to another dream, but thats the end of that one.

 

 

 

Meaning: When I was a little kid, I used to love going to Church. I loved all the kids there, and I loved singing, though I didn't like the songs. But at that Church, if you mis behaved, it was very very encouraged for the parents to take the kids to the Pastors Office and spank the [cabbage] out of them. All the sudden, we left the Church, and have "Church hopped" ever since, My parents never told me why we switched. I think the dream was my brain's way of interpreting my emotions. I love God, and Jesus. Call me a religious zealot\ fanatic, I don't care. But I HATE with all my soul, the Christian Church, and the cesspool it's become. It's full of pedophiles, and bureaucrats, and politicians, and pastor\ bankers, trying to extort wealth. It spreads misogyny and hate towards anyone who isn't them. That's not Jesus. And thus I hate Church, and when I go there, in my attempt to be "Hardcore" I guess, I hum Marilyn Manson songs. Also, my parents hated HBO, and when I was 6, turned off the TV ( they called COX to come and turn off cable) til I was eight. And even now they want to cut if off again, to stop the poisoning of their Children.

 

 

 

Wack nightmare:I'm in a neighborhood, and it's one I'm familiar with, but never seen before. And there are spiders that look like Shelob running all over the neighborhood, eating people. And I'm just running away from them. But they always form a web over me, and suck "light" out of me, call me filthy, and then eat me. I get this dream about three times a week. No idea what it's about.[/hide]

 

 

 

One time nightmare: I had this in Eight grade. I was homeschooled from second-seventh grade. (God called my parents to homeschool. I literally was truant for six years, I learned nothing. My mom was too busy running her business from home. ) So in Eighth grade, it was a rough time. I had no idea what was popular, what wasn't. My neighborhood had only old people. So naturally I made a fool out of myself countless times, like I had no idea how to work a locker combination, I had no idea what a book cover was. Or that I needed a pass to go to the bathroom. Although, I still knew way more than anyone there, and they had school for 6 years, while I didn't. anyways, after a while, I became cool with most kids, even though I was a snitch. I don;t really know why, it doesn't do anything. But these three guys hated me so much. And out of nowhere, I had this dream they were in the bathroom, and I saw them, they were washing their eyes out. And so I took a pack of pens out, and stabbed them in the "back" then repeatedly smashed their faces into the sinks til they bled and bled and bled. While I was smashing their faces, I "felt" my body clawing at my stomach, and I woke up with blood, not a lot, but some. I yelled at them "why" but they had no mouths. (Much like Neo in the Matrix when he's interrogated) and finally I smash them one more time against a urinal. And turned them around to face me, and it's my mom, my dad, and Jesus.

 

 

 

P.S., is this is too big a post, I'll put in hide tags.

[adam12055]

Blackdawn, you need you have more nightmares. Really, that was the most epic thing I've read all day. ( I'm in Hawaii. )

 

That was just so good.

[Shiny]

Those were some pretty intense nightmares, which I just read Saruman.

[nerdboyxxx]

My worst one is been strapped in this chair. A guy walks in the room carrying something, cant see his face. He turns around, and it's my dad with this huge cleaver. He turns the light on, and I see where I'm lying is covered in blood. He carries the heads of my brothers, sister, and mom into the room. Then, before I can do anything He just cuts...and I wake up. Its really fuzzy. I think its in my living room, not sure.

 

 

 

Scary ones I have are of me hurting others, usually torture. I was bullied a lot in primary school, and it did affect me on a social and emotional level, but even more on a psychological level. I have this dream that all my old classmates im primary school are there, whether they bullied me or not. I'm 14 (my current age), and they're all about 8-10 years old (the bullies vary in age depending on the year they used to tease me). I proceed to just slice them all with sharp razors until they are all white in the face, and eventually just slice there throats. But I keep the bullies alive. I keep them bleeding, continue to slice and cut and hurt them. I eventually wake up after (what seems like 10 minutes) of it.

 

 

 

I know why I have that dream. Those were the most horrible years of my life, and I was barely coping. I was on the verge of killing myself. I got counselling, etc etc etc and it was all solved. I became more secure and eventually stabilised. I'm fine now. But I don't want to remember those horrible years. By killing my classmates, I believe it is a symbolisation that I just want to let go, and the only way I can if if I remove all memory of it. I am not sure why the teacher's aren't in there though.

 

 

 

I might just be insane, not that I mind, but I reckon there is a deeper meaning to that dream than just that. I don't really like to talk about it, but I guess telling others will help me to get rid of it possibly.

[KaylaLauren]

My last one was a few months ago. Before I tell it I'll say this, I moved countries, and I do a lot so yeah that kinda explains some of it.

 

 

 

Me and my cousin (who is in England) yet she was also my bestfriend (who is in Goa) they are two different people but I thought of them as one in my dream, were at my house in England, she wanted to go to a bar so we got a taxi and it's like all England and then the road changes to this country I use to live in, and she wants to leave the bar to go to the park, and the road is like the other country walking down but the park is a typical English one, and it's like nighttime, then some man that has crazy eyes is there and my cousin/bestfriend pushes me to ground and we lie there waiting for the guy to go, then he comes over and fake stabs us like 10 times but it was really scary at the time, and I woke up lol. I swore I'd never go out with my bestfriend at night on our own again, but I'm over the dream now so idc.

[Wisp]

I'm a lucid dreamer most of the time. If I ever have a nightmare, I usually realize it's a nightmare, but instead of just waking up like most people (Most people wake up when they realize they're dreaming right?) I can control what happens. The worst thing for me is when I have a nightmare and even if I realize it's a dream, for some reason or another, my brain won't let affect the dream, and then I start to think it's real and it gets scarier.

[EarthySun]

I'm a lucid dreamer most of the time. If I ever have a nightmare, I usually realize it's a nightmare, but instead of just waking up like most people (Most people wake up when they realize they're dreaming right?) I can control what happens. The worst thing for me is when I have a nightmare and even if I realize it's a dream, for some reason or another, my brain won't let affect the dream, and then I start to think it's real and it gets scarier.

 

 

 

I almost tried lucid dreaming once. I looked up everything about it, and especially how to get it going if you aren't naturally a lucid dreamer. I chickened out. :x I keep thinking I'll be trapped in dreams. Dreaming then realizing I'm dreaming, then "waking up" inside the dream, only to find out that I'm still in the dream... and that it will keep happening seemingly forever.

[deathdrow]

I have this dream, where everything is kind of slow, and there's someone yelling at me, but all the noise I hear is warped, and everything has a strange rythm to it, it's [bleep]ing terrible, makes me feel absolutely [bleep]ing miserable. I can't stand it, and it doesn't just stay as a dream, the feeling I get from it sticks with me when I'm awake sometimes too. it's horrible.

[Toad]

I suffer from sleep paralysis, I never get "Nightmares" last was when I was around 6-7 I'm very rarely in my dreams it's usually about other people, I've had dreams about murderers and things but I've never been in the dream kind of odd but yes.

 

 

 

If i explained some odd dreams on here that sound painful It would get censored out on tip.it lol

[Bouwzie]

I had a dream where I was a girl having sex with a guy. It was kind of a nightmare, but atleast I was hot.

[Flodder450]

I had a dream where I was a girl having sex with a guy. It was kind of a nightmare, but atleast I was hot.

lol

[walka92]

I had a dream where I was a girl having sex with a guy. It was kind of a nightmare, but atleast I was hot.

 

so tempted to siggy that

[Abc1230]

I haven't had nightmares for at least a few years now. When I did, It was usually about some sort of failed suicide attempt

[deathdrow]

I haven't had nightmares for at least a few years now. When I did, It was usually about some sort of failed suicide attempt

 

You need a psychologist. I suggest you go see one.