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Rachy,
I know how you feel. I have had dreams like that too, they are devestating. But I am quite certain that Luke is gaga over you. That girl can just go get her own person.
AimusSage and Digital those are dreadful. could it be something you are watching or reading that is really gorey or from too little sleep or anxieties about something?
I hope your dreams are perfect tonight.
I don't think so. I had that dream a couple of months ago, turned out to be my favorite (as I have stated earlier in this thread) of all my dreams.Quote:
Originally Posted by rachel
From what I can remember I started off being at school playing volleyball or something. It was a special day where we apparently only had 2 classes. First I had PE, then my group and another group were suppose to switch classes, so we had English next. Of course, we never did that in my school at all, but of course, in a dream... that feels natural. It was very dark and gloomy outside, a chill could easily rise up your spine. Once we finished playing volleyball we switched. Everybody went on to English class but I for some reason, all of the sudden, forgot where English class was. My heart all of the sudden felt cold for no reason at all, and the atmosphere changed abruptly. Time started to slow down, like it usually does in dreams and nightmares. You think they were long but you think back to the dream and it turns out it wasn't that long at all. I headed towards school, which turned out to be apartment-like. The air felt cold and somewhat frightening, while the clouds covered everything in such a way that it made everything a cold-bluish color.
It was as if there was an invisible veil of darkness in the area, I couldn't find my way to the classroom, and I searched for minutes which actually felt like hours because of the dream, until I finally came across a reverend (yeah, it was actually a reverend not a priest). He looked normal, but there was something about him, as if that normal look was just a facade hiding something, a dark secret, which made him, to me, frightening. There was also something in the air, a presence that was following me. He invited me in to his room, I went in.
I just wanted an answer to my question, but he kept talking about sins. As he did, he started to light a menorah, and it felt chillier all of the sudden. I can't remember what he was talking about, eventually though, he starts talking about his daughter, how she had sinned, died, and how she now can't move on to heaven, and is trapped in Limbo. He told me how she died, my heart started to race, I can't remember what had happened though. Then he said something odd.
Like I said, he told me he kept her corpse under his bed. As he said it he held the menorah in front of his chest while looking up at a wall, in the same way one looks out the window while being in a moment of thought. He told me he fed her every morning, regular food. He told how he unzipped the black plastic bag that held her in, got food and fed her each day in the morning. He asked me to do a favor, and if I did it he would tell me the location of the class, he gave me some food and asked if I could do the honors for that day's meal.
I accepted, I would do anything to get out of that terrible room, if I got the location I could simply leave and head to class. I got the food, and the spoon, and once again he did that mournful thoughtful, yet evil-like look towards the wall, with the menorah in his hand in front of his chest. I searched under his bed for the bag and slowly pulled it out. I unzipped the bag, I can't remember how she looked, but I fed her. It was one of the most frightening things I had ever done (both in a dream, and well... dreams are a part of your life, right?). I couldn't feed her more, it was too horrid to continue. I zipped her up again, and put her back to where she was.
I walked towards him, and asked for the location, with more fear in my spine than ever. He didn't tell me the location, he kept talking about sin... I simply left him how he was and walked out of the room, once more in search for my class.
Well... that was half the dream...
Continuing from where I left of, I began to search for the classroom once more, but this time I was completely frightened by what had just occured. Once again, it felt like hours of searching. Something was not right though, something bizzare within the air. I couldn't quite figure out what it was, but deep inside me, from what had just happened, I knew exactly what it was. Wherever I went, it followed, it's presence becoming stronger as the time went on.
Eventually I entered this elevator to go to the next floor, which was when the presence became intolerable... I began to panic, my heart racing once more. I knew exactly what it was at that point, the lights within the elevator started to flicker. The elevator door opened, I walked out of the elevator in haste. The halls seemed long and confusing, I didn't know where I was at all, it was like a labyrinth. As the lights flickered I continued, my pace getting faster and faster. I could not really run, or I could but I didn't. The lights behind me, as I walked quickly, flickered and turned off.
It got to the point where all the lights in the area turned off. Not even a glimmer of light was seen. I felt tired and scared, and I clung to the walls feeling my way around. Time still moved at its slow pace. The rest is a blur, I do not know if it talked to me, I think it actually grabbed my shoulder once, I don't know if I confronted it face to face though. I knew it was there, and in case you don't know what I mean by "it", "it" is a demon, or was one. I would've returned to the elevator and left, but I couldn't find it at all... it was too dark.
I was starting to give up, there was no way I could get out of that mess. I was stuck there, for what seemed like hours. I was tired, I was scared, I couldn't move any longer. I lay there sitting next to the wall, as it got near.
Then my hopelessness was washed away by a white light, a bright one too, escaping from the gaps of a door (from the edges). I quickly scurried to it and before it could reach me(and perhaps this is the moment it grabbed my shoulder) I opened the door and entered. My worries, my tiredness... everything negative just simply washed away, leaving only the positive. As I entered my English class with everyone there, I looked outside, it started to rain, but I did not care.
That is how my horrid dream has become my favorite dream, my most wonderful dream, my favorite nightmare, my most frightening nightmare, and my worst dream.
I think off the top of my head the scariest dream I ever had was the first I can remeber.
I was 5 and I though I was a wake and the witch from snowwhite was coming towards me with the apple nd I couldnt move from my bed. Sounds stupid now but I was petrified.
Mind you I could have been awake and she be the dressingowns behind the door there was a little light on the red sleeve.
That made me wonder what is the first dream any of you remeber?
wow Digital that is intense. But first a reverend, then lighting minorah for Hanukkah which we are celebrating still right now as I write this(last night was fabulous) which is Jewish, how very odd
there are many evil people that don the garb of nobel professions and bring their terror and horror to them. The white light is beautiful and I can see how it would be your favorite dream coming out alive after all of that.
Night you are positively the FUNNIEST girl, really you see t hings in life in such a special awesome way.
The first dream I can remember, is the dream where I first attained the power to fly. Now I don't remember when I had this dream, so I'm not sure if it was my first dream. I can't remember much of it at all.Quote:
Originally Posted by Nightshade
This dream was important though, because in this dream, I learned how to fly in dreams, which in later dreams I would use. It's basically my first dream with flight and I can still remember jumping in my neighborhood and realizing that I can jump and stay in the air and float around like a feather being pushed and blown gently by the wind. I've known people who dream that they can fly, but their version of flying is different(Like superman flying, airplane flying) my version of flying is most likely that of Peter Pan(which I had only watched once during that time and could not remember much of it at all). There was now glitter falling from me though, I just jumped and I could fly.
Which brings me to this question, in your dreams how do you fly? what style of flying that is?
Yes, if it weren't for that white light I would've woken up with intense fear, but because of it I woke up with its peace still embedded in my heart.
Digi- your dreams are a bit strange....:nod: ;)
lol
See, told you they were, nice avatar :D
I've flown a couple of times in dreams. Not exactly Superman-flight, but more of a feeling like if I jumped, I could just keep going. I had to focus, though, or else I'd sink again. The vast majority of times, it was a combination of Chinese kung-fu flight and Peter Pan-flight, although there was that one bizarre dream where I was simultaneously me and behind a computer keyboard controlling me, in which I had to alternate shift keys in order to stay airborne...
Heh, interesting
Do you know what the freudian sugnficance of flying is??
But I used to fly when I was younger it was always the same dream.
I was in an aeroplane going to egypt I tink. And just as we were flying over the compounnd where I live dthe plane broke up and disnitigrated in the air and first we (my family and me) whizzed around on plane chairs then gradually they became the rug we had in the lounge and we fly around the buildings then I cant remeber anything else. That was one of m,y faviourate dreams to have as a kid.
:D
You know a couple of days ago I dreamt I rode an airplane with a friendly pilot which did tricks on his airplane. The airplane was odd, it had lights and stuff and as it spun around you could see rainbow like patterns being made in the sky.
I dreamt I was pregnant last night! I was going around like, but I don't know how I am! It's not possible!! and then I got woken up by my phone but for a split second I thought it was true! VERY scarey!!
Huh, I'm glad I never dream something like that.
The only thing I repeatedly dream is about me still going to school. It's quite interesting actually because subconciously I *know* I passed my final exams nearly three years ago and my mind always comes up with the weirdest things to explain my going to school again!
At least, I don't dream about the final exams again.The only time I did that was between the written and the oral examination. That was really scary.
I regret having to tell you, but it is true. Last night you were abducted in a UFO, implanted with alien spawn, then returned to your bed with your memory erased. Or so the aliens thought. They still haven't perfected total memory erasure.Quote:
Originally Posted by Rachy
Happy motherhood! And don't watch the movie "Rosemary's Baby."