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 Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 6:26 pm
~☆:i have dreams all the time:☆~so this will be an on going topic.
i'll update it with every dream that i can possibly remember,
with new dreams i'm having now.
i hope you enjoy my crazy dreams that never make sense.
sadly mostly all of the dreams i had as a child were nightmares.
and as i got older it became mixtures of good and bad but they were all very obscure. even the good ones.
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Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 6:39 pm
~☆:dream one: haunted house:☆~this is probably the second dream i can remember having, the first dream i had was strangely sexually... and i was three. i have no idea why i had a dream like that at the age of three but that's beside the point anyway, back to the dream.
i was about four when i had this dream.
i was sleeping in my bed and was awoken by my dad, mother, brother, and my grandpa and his twin brother[which he doesn't have one.] the twin looked like him but had a weird glass eye and his tongue was always sticking out. they told me i had to leave the house right away because the house was built on top of graveyard and the ghost of the dead were trying to kill us, especially me. from what i can remember, we were running all through the house but couldn't get out through the doors because this huge glowing green hand kept keeping us from coming out of the door. but there was a way to get out, from my brothers room on the top floor. we climbed out of the window and onto the platform on the roof and jumped off into the pool where i was then being grabbed by dead people inside the water. my grandpa and his twin were trying to get me out of the water but it was to late because the dead people pulled me down into the darkness, and i woke up.
also, i never saw the poltergiest until i was twelve and was extremely surprised with how much my dream was like the movie.
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Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 6:58 pm
~☆:dream two: wicked witch is going to kill us:☆~as most of you know i am obsessed with the wizard of oz, but i was terrified of the witch! so extremely terrified that i use to see her around the house as a child. like a full figured, clear, yet transparent image of the witch. of course, i'm sure it was my young mind playing tricks on me, but when your four and you see the witch standing in the hall way waving her finger for you to come here would scared the crap out of everyone. i use to have countless amounts of nightmares about her, but this main one is one i will remember forever.
from what i can remember from the beginning, my parents were angry with me and told the witch to bring me upstairs because i was grounded. she picked me up ran to my room and threw me onto my bed and yelled at me to stay there and sleep soundly. which was hard when she was hovering over my bed and pinching at my touches with pins if they hung out of my sheets. i was scared so much, but all i could think of was how i was going to get out of there. i tried many time to run away but she was too strong for me and kept throwing me back down. which hurt badly. finally she said. "that's the last time, your going to pay for not listening to me. i've got your friends and in few minutes will die because of you." of course i knew who they were talking about, not my real friends but the other wizard of oz characters. i was furious and fought as hard as i could to get away from the witch. finally i got loose and ran down the long hall way, but when i turned to go down stairs i fell onto the floor where i found my wizard of oz toys. they're heads could move and they spoke to me. trying to encourage me to get up. but i couldn't. i was paralyzed. and all i could feel was this terrible hot energy on my legs[there is a divider in the middle of the hall where the stairs are and if you lay down half of your body is on the hall side and the other is by the stairs.] it almost felt like steaming hot breath was trying to melt my legs. i was crying and all i could move was my hand which i grabbed onto my scarecrow doll[scarecrow/ray bolger became my guardian in my dreams. whenever i have a bad dream if he was in it he'd help me get through it.] and kept yelling at myself to wake up. until i finally did.
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Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 7:12 pm
~☆:dream three: ghost girl:☆~i'm not so positive what this dream was about, there are many ghost in my house so, maybe it was one of the ghost trying to contact me in a dream. but anyway. i think i was five when i had this dream.
my family and i were sitting in my parents bedroom watching a movie on a big screen tv.[which they don't have.] everyone was sitting in the room and i was sitting, kinda in the hall. and i was looking out at the window where i saw the torso of a little girl in the window. her arms were out to the side and the bottom of her floated around like crazy. her face was just creepy. she almost looked like that scream painting. i could hear her cries even though her face never changed and i got scared and tried to hide behind the divider between the bedroom and the bathroom but either way she was peering in the window. so i asked her what she wanted and she went through the window and went inside my brother where his face made the same expression from hers and she spoke to me that her father killed her family in the house and he hung himself in the basement. and the reason why he face looked the way it did was because it was what she looked like when she was being killed. of course i was five so i freaked the heck out. and i woke up.
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Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 7:24 pm
~☆:dream four: the mask:☆~this dream is just plan creepy. i had it when i was five.
i was in the woods going into a tree house for my friends party. i had to climb up a extremely tall tree with one of those ropes they use for rock climbing with spiked cleats to get me up the tree. when i got into the tree house no one was there. figures out it was a trap to see how long i could stay in a haunted tree house over night, which has a legend that everyone that has stayed died. i was pretty scared, it was gloomy inside, very small and it smelt musty. strangely there was a black cat tat was in the tree house, it was rather old and skinny so i looked in the cabinets to see if there was any food to give to it. nothing, instead i found a mask. it was pure white but for a few odd lines, and it resembled a humans face. it spoke to me and told me if i didn't kiss the lips of the mask that i was die a much greater death if i didn't. so i listened. the creepy part is that i stayed over night and every night from then. apparently, i was in love with the mask, until one day it ate me alive. and i woke up.
i found it strange when i got older and interested in anime, i saw an episode of inuyasha that has the same exact mask that was in my dream. same voice and it also ate flesh.
here is the episode to prove it: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5GRLC1ekQgA
i was really freaked out when i saw that episode...
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 10:31 am
~☆:dream five: kissing girls:☆~i think this dream was telling me that i liked girls. which i do like both girls and boys. but back then, i didn't know what it meant, and i thought i was weird because i only saw boyXgirl relationships. i was six when i had this dream.
it was at school, i was sitting in the hall next to the boys bathroom on a bench with my friend susan. we were talking and i was crying because she was going to be transferred into a higher grade.[this part was true, but she didn’t leave in real life.] she took my hand with a smile and whispered. “don’t cry i’ll always be with you no matter what.” her hand brushed against my cheek, wiping the tears away as she leaned in and pressed her lips to mine. we kissed for a good two minutes before she got up and walked away.
when i woke up i was so confused, but when i got older i realized i had feelings for her.
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 10:34 am
~☆:dream six: pee-wee’s bear house:☆~a lot of you know i love pee-wee herman/paul reubens since i was really little well. i dream about him all the time. even now. but this is the first dream i remember having of him.
i was laying in a hammock cuddling next to pee-wee as we were looking at the clouds.[mind you, i was a lot older in the dream.] he was telling me some story he was making up to pass the time away. until he sprung up yelling that something was wrong. a tight pain was surging through his body until his skin started to being deform and finally he began to shirk into a little three inched pocket sized pee-wee. i picked him up and i asked him what happened, he said it might have happened when he ate these purple potato chips. we didn’t know what to do about it. how was he going to live being three inches tall? so we thought of a plan for pee-wee and i to build him a house. every attempt was too big or too small for him. but finally he made the idea to gut out the stuffing inside my teddy bears head and live in there. it was the perfect idea, i carried him around with me. but he ended up getting sick at the end because a bird pooped on him. HAHAA! Anyway, after about three years i had an other dream about it, and he grew back to normal size in the end and ripped up my teddy bear. haha.
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 10:36 am
~☆:dream seven: powdered beatles:☆~this dream was just strange. i think i was seven when i had it.
i was sitting in my bed room in a circle wit the beatles. john on my left side, paul in front of me, george to my right and ringo hugging me from behind. all they did was stare at me. and they’re faces looked like someone poured flour on them. but for ringo’s his skin looked normal. any who. for some reason paul looked a lot like my friend philip, but i knew it was paul just with philip’s face. all i can remember is that my vision was zooming in on his face and onto his lips. then ringo got up and kicked him in the face, which turned into dust. john laughed and george asked for a sandwich. the end. :3
HAHA!
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 3:53 am
~☆:dream eight: it wasn't me:☆~i'm pretty sure i was about eight for this dream.
i was sitting in my parents bedroom with my mum, but it looked more like a really small class room. she was talking to me and i left to go to the bathroom. while i was in the bathroom i had a security camera view of the bedroom. i saw a girl with short black hair like mine, about my height come in the room. you could her my mum say something to her but i wasn't sure what it was. then the girl jumped on her, pushing her to the ground and coming back up with her arm and set it on the table and left. i ran back in the room and looked at the body and picked up the arm. i was about to hyperventilate until a bright light came from the wall one the left. it glow brighter and brighter until it shows a ghostly cartoon like figure of my mum. she looked angry and flew over to me with her face close to mine and she yelled. "you killed me! how dare you do this to me? i'm your mother! now your going to get it, i'm going to kill you." i freaked out, too scared to tell her what happened and ran out of the room, through the living room, to the kitchen and into the sun room. where i fell on top of the couch and she stood in the door frame and put her hand through her chest pulling out her heart and screamed. "you broke my heart! now i'm going to break yours!" she floated slowly as i cleared my throat and said. "it wasn't me mum! it was sandy! please believe me don't kill me please! i'm sorry for what happened to you and i'm very sorry about it!" "will it's too late!" she said. and before she could do anything the whole dream shifted into a different scene. i was standing in my room looking at my snow globes when i picked up my favorite one my dad got at atlantic city. but there was this grayish brown flakes all through the water, it almost looked like fish flakes. my dad was next to me and said. "i miss her too... just put your mother back." apparently my mothers ashes were in the snow globe. then i woke up.
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 4:06 am
~☆:dream nine: grandpa how dare you:☆~i had a dream i was in elementary school, and we had to wake a few episodes of family matters and get quizzed on it. it was for a film class. any who, for some i was doing a really disgusting think! i was picking my nose and sticking it in my mouth. no not swallowing it, just sticking it in my mouth. and they were like bacon sized boogers it was gross. but anyway, apparently i was trying to swallow it but it wouldn't go down and i didn't want to make it obvious so i wrote a note to the teacher to let me go to the nurse because i had "puke" in my mouth. so instead of sending me to the nurse she told me to go to the principal because the nurse was out the the principal use to be a nurse. so i walked there and went to the bathroom to get rid of the boogers in the trash and went to the principals office. for some reason i wasn't allow in a first when i was allowed in it was dark and a small light was in front of me. so i ran to it and ended up in this huge court room. and when i say huge i mean freaking HUGE! and every seat was filled with people i know, famous and friends. everyone. the principal told me to walk up to her. she wanted to ask me questions and have my family ask me some as well. right now i can't remember anything from then, but for one part at the end that will always stay in my mind. the principal to my grandpa to ask me questions and my dad was standing there. my grandpa said if i didn't answer them with the truth something was going to happen to my dad. so he asked, i answered with the truth. but he didn't believe me and punched my dad in the back and through his stomach slowly. my father fell to the ground dead. and then i woke up.
that day i didn't want to speak to my grandpa because i was angry about the dream but he told me he'd never do that it was just a dream.
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 4:18 am
~☆:dream ten: wake up again and again:☆~these couple dreams i'm going to post happened a few months ago. i think i was having night terrors or something. but in all the dreams, i woke up numb, still able to see my dream when i was awake. and screaming for me to wake up.
i have just woken up from my parents bed where i had fallen asleep this afternoon. it's dark out and i really didn't want to wake up this late, so i went to the bathroom with the door opened for some reason. suddenly this dark figure with black smoke around it's body floats really close to me and consumes me and I wake up again in my parents bed and go into the living room, the room starts to fill up with water. and this really fat naked girl pops up and is trying to kiss me. and i wake up again in my parents room. this time i go for a walk, while walking i begin to float into the sky, i said to myself finally a good dream. but for some reason my body felt numb and i started screaming for someone to wake me up. while i panicked a vacuum appeared in the sky and sucked me up, and i woke up in my parents room again, numb. and unable to move. but this time, i'm up.
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 4:20 am
~☆:dream elven: lord something something:☆~that night i fell asleep on the floor in between my bed and my closet. that is were the dream mostly took place. but for some reason something was poking me in my...uh.. "no no" area what ever it was lift me up and put me against the wall and it hurt like it was being done with a spiked object. then it stopped and i was back laying on the floor. my legs were past the bed and they felt hot. and a purple light was glowing from the side and this ugly horrible looking person was standing there screaming something at me, i don't remember what but it sounds like. "I am the great [insert weird name here] something something, bow down or i shall kill you." i was trying to get up but couldn't move and he kept screaming and i finally screamed but softly "MOM WAKE ME UP PLEASE." about five minutes i woke up, once again numb and unable to move.
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 4:21 am
~☆:dream twelve: short seizure:☆~i passed out talking to my mom, and the dream was me laying in the same spot with my eyes bugging out, having a seizure and telling her calmly to wake me up. when i woke she wasn't there and i fell on the floor and didn't move for an hour.
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 4:24 am
~☆:dream thirteen: scarecrow, my savior:☆~remember in one of my other post i said that the scarecrow and the actor from the wizard of oz is my savior during dreams? actually for about everything. but anyway. this dream really confirms it.
i fell asleep tonight on my bed, but in my dream i was on the floor laying on my back and it was pitch black in my room. there was something to the right of me that looked like people standing and above my head with my hamsters cage opened and he was biting on a wire from my cd player. something told me to get up. when i got up i was really numb, i felt like jello and was surprised i could stand. i was going to turn on the light but i opening the door instead and started hearing a buzzing sound. when i looked into the hall the scarecrow from the wizard of oz[he's my hero] was standing on the third step on the stairs. there was a painted corn field on the wall behind him and some floating the air on the other corner by him. he smiled at me as the buzzing go closer and out comes a balloon sized bumble bee out of my room, it goes over to scarecrow and puts its stringer in his chest. this did not effect him and it flew away. he took my hand and lead me down stairs for some reason he wanted me to wake up my parents. there was Jon Boy Walton[from the waltons.] standing on my mother side of the bed and a car on my dads. i went to switch the light and nothing happened, Scarecrow griped my hand tightly and the others started acting weird, it was really dark I started screaming for someone to wake me and i opened my eyes to see i was on the floor, so i was not awake. i started freaking out and blinked when i blinked the Scarecrow was laying next to me but it was just his skin and it was moving back and forth like a paper bag in wind. this time he kept screaming for me to wake up. and a weird pressure formed on my back and a black smoke was coming through the bottom of the door. he kept screaming and i shut my eyes and opened them but i was still there. suddenly everything got still. and he was still moving his mouth but nothing came out. i closed my eyes really tight and finally woke up in my bed, still seeing everything in my vision while still seeing everything around my room.
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 4:25 am
~☆:i've been posting all the bad dreams:☆~i promise some good ones will come soon, right now the bad ones are the freshest in my mind.
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