Worst Nightmare!

What has been the worse nightmare that you have ever had in your life?

Did you wake up in cold sweats afterward? Or just brush it off by reminding yerself it's a dream?

For me, it was to be able to see my own personal burial. It's a cold windy and it's drizzling. There is no one standing around my coffin except for the priest reading me my last rights. Then my body is lower and I can read my own tombstone. It says... "No one will ever remember you"

I woke in cold sweat and to the point of tears.

Jam it back in, in the dark.

Well, once I had a dream where I woke up and walked around my house and everyone in my family was dead. I walked outside and the roads were stained red. I woke up soon after that. Pretty brief, but pretty creepy also. =X (This happened a couple of years ago or so)

And there was this one time when I woke up in a cold sweat, on the floor. Falling out of bed mid-sleep can be terrifying!

(I think this thread has the potential to become one big ol' emo-fest. =|)

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I was tempted to fix the thread title but worse nightmare has a certain charm!

Earlier this year there was a period where I'd dream about.. uh, waking up in my bed. It went on for a couple of weeks, every few days or so. There'd always be something wrong with the room. Swirly lines everywhere, people with no faces painted on the walls, useless (tree root..y?) things hanging from the ceiling, completely different furniture, or sometimes I'd get out of bed and start falling, only to wake up again and have something else happen because I was still dreaming. The weirdest one was when I made it out of my room and headed for the front door, but I couldn't open it because my hand fell off as I turned the handle. Not enough milk I guess. Whenever it happened I'd wake up screaming and start scrambling back against the wall or off the side of the bed for lol. Even though thinking back now, swirly lines aren't very scary, but oh well!

Other than that, I remember one from years ago when I fell into a dam and all these hundreds of cane toads appeared, they were all bloated up ready to spit their poison at me. They're pretty disgusting lumps of shit, looking at so many of them at once is obviously something my brain wants to treasure forever!

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^^ Speaking of which, I remember having a nightmare with a cane toad in it...a cane toad PURSE! Whenever I'd go out, I'd have it with me, for some peculiar reason. My dollar bills would always be soaked with poison; you have no idea how many cashiers have been killed due to my amphibiously lethal/lethally amphibious/lol gay purse!

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It's the new in-thing! (Flagrant advertising for another thread. =.=")

As for where I keep my coins...you don't want to know. (<-- hence the nightmare-ish thing. (<-- attempt to stay on topic lol))

I propose we change the thread title to: "Cane Toads: The Do's and Don'ts of Species Introduction and Fashion"

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I've had two dreams that have specifically fucked me up big time.

My worst nightmare, if you will, was a very quick dream, only a few seconds. Basically, I was on a plane, and suddenly, it went shooting straight down into the Earth, and the whole place was enveloped in a white light. I woke up, shooting straight up into a sitting position. It's not a very scary-sounding dream on its own, but I can't tell you how surreal the whole thing was. It was by far the most surreal dream I've ever had, and because of that, it was one of my worst.

The other dream that fucked me up big time was not even a bad dream, it was actually one of the best dreams I've ever had. I was going through a rough period of female drama. Being alone, liking the wrong girls, and having no prospects was depressing as fuck for a guy like me.

One night, I had a dream where I had an extremely nurturing and caring girlfriend who was completely in love with me. It was euphoric. I don't remember much else other than this girl being like a god damn goddess, who looked strikingly similar to this cutie in my English class who I was ogling over.

I woke up and immediately felt depressed that the dream wasn't real. I spent literally 2 weeks haunted by that dream. I was distraught over how shitty my life was, how it was nothing like I wanted it to be, and that it was nobody's fault but mine. It was crippling, and even more depressing that I let it affect me so much. A fucking dream, for chrissakes!

Interesting post-script to that dream. About 2 weeks after the dream, I met this girl who would become my nurturing, caring, and extremely in love with me girlfriend. Unfortunately, she was batshit insane. That's a different story though.

I was speaking idiomatically.

The worst nightmares I ever had in my childhood all revolved around my parents being vampires and trying to turn me into one of them. I watched some Dracula movie with my older cousins when I was about five and I had those nightmares for at least four years after that. I would wake up yelling and my mom would run into my room, which flipped me out because I still thought she was a vampire and I was all like, "Stay away from me! Don't kill me!" It really upset her that I had dreams about her trying to kill me. My dad just thought it was funny.

The worst nightmare of my adult life occurred about two years ago. I dreamed that our neighbor somehow lured me and my mom into his house and he locked us in, intending to cook and eat us. It seems stupid now but immediately after waking up from that dream I was completely terrified. Other than that I really don't have nightmares anymore.

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'Worse' nightmare? Worse than what?

Anyway; I saw my own death in a dream I had when I was nine. I was in the cathedral near my school (well, on my campus), and I was watching myself as an old man. It was like one of those 'ghost of Christmas future' freakout moments. So, yeah, this ancient, decrepit man who I innately knew was me, was shambling down some steps in the nave when he keeled over and fell to the floor. Everyone around him rushed over and tried to help. Throughout, my viewpoint kept switching between that of the old man and my own. After people crowded around the guy, everything went black.

I noticed that in the dream the man clutched his left arm before he hit the deck. It was only about a year ago that I learned that pain down the left arm precedes a heart attack.

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Originally Posted by Krelian

'Worse' nightmare? Worse than what?

Oops! I just caught that typo. Sorry it was like 3am when I was typing this up.

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I have never had a dream that made me feel remotely afraid, upset, or uneasy, and I've had some pretty messed up dreams, too. Like that one dream where I went to hell. That was pretty damn interesting. Still didn't scare me though.

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The worst dream I've ever had was probably when I was about... oh... 8 or 9... possibly 10.

I was wandering around a graveyard, although it wasnt dark or rainy or scary. It was actually a beautiful day. At first I was alone, but then I finally saw my parents and my older sister (but not my younger sister) over with a big group of people, crying. So I ran over to them, trying to comfort them. Finally, I asked my mom where Angie (little sister) was, and my mom started crying more. I dont remember the exact wording from my mom, but basically it was 'She's dead, honey. This is her funeral.'

I woke up practically in tears and had to climb into bed with my parents for the rest of the night. I dont think I've ever told Angie about the dream though. Just the way it struck me was so horrible.

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I had a dream once where Satan crucified my mom on the prow of a ship floating in a lake of blood. That was disturbing enough. The worst nightmare was when I went back to sleep, and dreamed he appeared by the couch I was sleeping on and told me I'd never escape. =(

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I don't remember much of the actual dream, but I do remember sitting up in my bed and seeing a shadowy figure jump out at me with knives in his hands, about to strike. I might've been slightly awake and just saw my girlfriend sitting up, but I was so scared I actually screamed "SHIT!" and scrambled to the other end of the bed, terrified. I was so freaked out by how real it seemed that I had to sit and calm myself down.

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The worst nightmare, for me, is being unable to move, unable to breathe and unable to awake. I've had dreams where it felt like some dark presence was sitting on top of me, smothering my soul, rendering me helpless and depriving me of any means of escape. It felt like it was taking my soul forcibly from my body. Then for a short moment, I screamed.

The scream is truly what scared me the most of this dream. It wasn't necessarily a scream in any normal sense. The scream began as a low rumble and immediately began rising in both intensity and pitch.

At the brunt of its force, it was like a thousand demons blasting their voices like a thousand man brass ensemble, the demonic shriek echoing back and forth in my ears and mind gaining intensity and loudness with each pulse...

Needless to say, I was overcome with dread.

I was speaking idiomatically.

Originally Posted by RainMan

The worst nightmare, for me, is being unable to move, unable to breathe and unable to awake. I've had dreams where it felt like some dark presence was sitting on top of me, smothering my soul, rendering me helpless and depriving me of any means of escape. It felt like it was taking my soul forcibly from my body. Then for a short moment, I screamed.

I get that sometimes, too, then I wake up, flick the lamp on and come face to face with the dog curled up on my chest. LIKE A SACK OF POTATOES. SMALL ONES.

What kind of toxic man-thing is happening now?

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The worst nightmare, for me, is being unable to move, unable to breathe and unable to awake. I've had dreams where it felt like some dark presence was sitting on top of me, smothering my soul, rendering me helpless and depriving me of any means of escape. It felt like it was taking my soul forcibly from my body. Then for a short moment, I screamed.

That sounds like textbook sleep paralysis. I get it too, albeit without the presence sitting on top of me, which, from all accounts, seems to be the scariest part :P It happens when you're either waking or drifting off, so you're in a half sleep state. When you sleep your brain shuts off conscious controls to your muscles, so during sleep paralysis your brain is awake but your muscles aren't. And since you're only half-awake, freaky hallucinations can happen.

It can be pretty scary when you don't know what it is, but for me now it's more annoying than anything. When it happens all you have to do is try really hard to move or speak (speaking usually works for me) and the instant you break it you're immediately fully awake. It seems to only happen when I sleep on my back, too...

Well...I think that's what you're experiencing....but *shrug* I aint not doctor :P

Anyway, I can't really remember any really bad nightmares....mine are usually stupid. There was this one where I dropped this plastic pan I had as a kid and it started rattling....it sounds REALLY stupid now but when I was like four it freaked me out >_>

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Last night I dreamed I was a Gummi Bear, and I was working with other Gummi Bears and we had no Gummi Juice to allow us to bounce around!

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I remember posting about this subject on a similar thread ages ago now, my main answer still hasn't changed since then but I can add another to it.

My most recent dream I can remember was a holiday to some kind of quiet beach, for some reason a lot of people I know were there, as if we had all moved to the same area or done some massive tour group. What made it terrifying though was I became more and more paranoid about meeting up with them as every time I would be alone with one person I would have blackouts, then come to and find out I've just killed them in various slasher horror movie methods beyond my control.

The one nightmare that still sticks in my mind the most however from years ago was when somehow my PC was turned to a bomb, which I shouldn't have been able to disarm but somehow did. Then whoever was responsible for it proceeded to hunt me down I'll assume because he was pissed that I managed to do it, until I was impaled in the back... which resulted in me waking up somehow with my back hurting like hell

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Teeth just falling out of my mouth. I could feel them wiggling in there and when I went to remove a couple, I could feel that there were teeth erupting from where my tongue was supposed to be. But even then, I was just pulling out bloody teeth one by one. Just creeped me the hell out. When i woke up, I ran to the bathroom and threw up.

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My worst nightmare was when I was a lot younger I used to have a recurring dream I was in my back garden and I was all nekkid. There was a beast stalking me and I had no where to run, and I would wake up as it started to tear off my skin. Pretty messed up considering I was about 8 at the time.

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I have this problem....

I dream--I know I do...but I can remember only a few of them. I wake up crying or scared or disoriented--but I don't know why I'm like that. That scares me more than the dream itself.

Another scary thing...I dream with my eyes open....

One morning, I went into the kitchen for breakfast, and my mom asked me, "What do you mean I'm not your mother?" And, I, always articulate when I first wake up said, "Huh?" She then told me that the night before, she was walking by my room and heard me calling for my mother. She was worried and opened the door, saying, "I'm right here." In the light from the hallway, she could see me look right at her (eyes open), and claim, "You're not my mother." Then I rolled over and continued sleeping....

That freaks me out a little bit....

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Unlike most of the people I know, I remember 90% of my dreams. about 6/10 are nightmares or weird dreams. The rest are cock blocks.

One I remember from when I was a kid was the T1000 from Terminator 2 was chasing me and Arnold. I was sort of the John Connor of the dream in a way. Anyway, I couldn't trust anyone because I was afraid they were the T1000 taking their appearance, and I was all alone running. Eventually he chased us into my school up the stairs and killed the Arnold Terminator, and blew my arm off. The entire dream was me running away and it was really scary.

I barely have chase dreams anymore. My scary dreams now are mass terrorist attacks and stuff. I had one last year where all of a sudden the entire country was being bombarded with bombs from terrorist planes. It was mass chaos and all the people in Philly gathered in this huge bunker that was 100 floors deep into the ground. The bunker had tons of 2 man rooms with bunk beds for refugees to hide out. Anyway, eventually the terrorists invaded the bunker and I was all the way on the very bottom floor. There was no room to hide, it was very narrow and no side areas, so I couldn't run. I was just waiting in my little room for them to eventually make their way down to me and execute me. I listened from my room as each room full of people on the floors above me got executed room by room. I knew I was going to die and was terrified.

That was pretty scary.

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Originally Posted by Furby

For me, it was to be able to see my own personal burial. It's a cold windy and it's drizzling. There is no one standing around my coffin except for the priest reading me my last rights. Then my body is lower and I can read my own tombstone. It says... "No one will ever remember you"

I woke in cold sweat and to the point of tears.

That is terribly depressing.

My worst nightmare was me running through my backyard, which had become a huge, dense forest. The trees created a low roof overhead and I couldn't even stand up, and I running from spiders. They were huge and fat and they dripped this electric blue venom from their fangs and I was half-running, half-crawling away from them. I looked back to check if they were following me, turned around, and one was right in front of me.

I've had a decent number of nightmares but that one woke me up in a cold sweat.

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To follow up on something...

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At the brunt of its force, it was like a thousand demons blasting their voices like a thousand man brass ensemble, the demonic shriek echoing back and forth in my ears and mind gaining intensity and loudness with each pulse...

I've completed an orchestral mockup of this so that others may get a better idea of the terror that I am trying to poorly explain.

Demon Nightmare

http://www.allacrost.org/staff/user/rain/SoulScream.mp3

This is about the exact same basic sound setup that I experienced, so enjoy and be terrified as I was. I am so kind and generous to be sharing such feel good stuff, aren't I?

Originally Posted by Infernal Monkey

I get that sometimes, too, then I wake up, flick the lamp on and come face to face with the dog curled up on my chest. LIKE A SACK OF POTATOES. SMALL ONES.

I awake to the sweet sound and sight of sunlight. I am usually soaked to the bone...not from white cheese, if you catch my meaning.
The night use to last forever...now it doesn't last long enough.

I've recently completed an orchestral mockup of the sound of the dream.

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Well...I think that's what you're experiencing....but *shrug* I aint not doctor :P

I think you're correct. I think thats a better explanation than demonic possession...though sometimes I am not so sure.

Every so often, sleep paralysis occurs though I usually respond differently to it as I get older. It makes me feel like Jean-Dominique Bauby. (Diving bell and the buttefly)

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Originally Posted by KnowsNothing

That sounds like textbook sleep paralysis. I get it too, albeit without the presence sitting on top of me, which, from all accounts, seems to be the scariest part :P It happens when you're either waking or drifting off, so you're in a half sleep state. When you sleep your brain shuts off conscious controls to your muscles, so during sleep paralysis your brain is awake but your muscles aren't. And since you're only half-awake, freaky hallucinations can happen.

It can be pretty scary when you don't know what it is, but for me now it's more annoying than anything. When it happens all you have to do is try really hard to move or speak (speaking usually works for me) and the instant you break it you're immediately fully awake. It seems to only happen when I sleep on my back, too...

Well...I think that's what you're experiencing....but *shrug* I aint not doctor :P

Anyway, I can't really remember any really bad nightmares....mine are usually stupid. There was this one where I dropped this plastic pan I had as a kid and it started rattling....it sounds REALLY stupid now but when I was like four it freaked me out >_>

I've had similar instances happen to me. Often I am not sure whether are reality or a dream. Like I remember one time where I thought my someone was knocking on the door and I tried everything I could to get up, but I just couldn't move no matter how hard I tried. I tried so hard with all my strength, but couldn't move. Then I kinda just black out, and wake up an hour or so later and have no idea whether someone actually knocked on the door or whether it was a dream or maybe a mix of both.

By mix of both I mean I hallucinated the knocking on the door, but me trying to get up out of bed was a reality. That has happened before with me in about 5 other situations. Some of them is me trying to speak, but I just can't get words out of my mouth. I wake up not knowing if it actually happened.

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I had my dreams mostly nightmares (about 4 days a week), but they rarely frighten me. Still, a dream shocks me for a long time.

It was actually three consecutive dreams adjoining as one. The first dream, I felt that everything became so far in distance. I tried to approach them but they still seemed so far. Then a bad feeling rushed through my body; not only all things kept on getting farther, but they also got bigger and somehow, they started to diminish.

The second dream, I kept on eating. Anything. This felt disgusting.

The last dream was yet relieving. I dreamed of becoming a servant of devil, killing and destroying what I see, including my friends, my family, and in the end, I see myself killing me.

I woke up with cold sweats, fast breathe, feeling dizzy, seeing things as they were in distance, and my stomach feeling strange. I couldn't eat a single thing on the morning.

Jam it back in, in the dark.