Thread: Tell About Your Worst Nightmare

I had a nightmare that turned into one heck of a lucid nightmare. It started with a chase dream, which I have quite often. In this case, I was being chased by a red queen (that's what I knew her as). She chased me into a hallway filled with doors. I opened one after another, being greeted by a tiger, dozens of soldiers, and a wall. I couldn't escape, and I knew from the spine-tingling sensation that the woman was almost upon me. Then, I woke up with a jerking sensation and spent about ten paranoia-filled minutes rationalizing. My heart was pounding.

When I went back to sleep, I picked up right where I left off, but I knew it was a dream then. I was prepared, or so I thought. When this woman came at me, I closed my eyes and kept thinking that it was a dream and nothing could hurt me. I thought I'd won. I went into an even worse nightmare. When I opened my eyes, there was a man in the shadows. He didn't have a weapon; somehow, I knew he didn't have a weapon. I still ran. I ran down endless hallways, around corners, into rooms. He was always at my heels.

When I got to a staircase that led to the second floor of the home, I knew I had the advantage. In life, I'm great at running up stairs; I always get ahead on stairs. I tripped. I remember scolding myself and forcing myself to keep running. On the second floor, I started to sink into the carpet. My feet were being tugged into the floor that had become like quicksand. I could see myself in the floor. Suddenly, I didn't think it was a dream anymore. I saw the fear in my reflection. I saw the sweat on my brow. After I got free, I ended up running into a bedroom and slamming the door shut. A feeling of being safe came over me. When I turned to examine the room, I saw nothing but white. White curtains. White sheets. White carpet. My clothing had transformed into a white nightgown. Everything was white, the color of innocence.

He found me. He was angry that I made him chase me. He was furious. Cornered, I began to sob and beg for mercy. I tried my best to call for help, but no one heard me. I woke up crying.

I awake in a forest to find two animals (a fox and a black wolf) along with a man. I knew he wasn't bad and the animals were connected to each of use. The fox was mine and the wolf was his. Everything started out great. then i woke up
the next night it picked up again. A figure stood 10 feet from us. Pure black. We all stand, the man in front of me, his wolf leaning against my leg, and the fox on my shoulders. We were ready to fight. Suddenly my sister appears and the figure kills her. Im screaming as she falls to the ground and then i wake up again.
The next night it continues. She lays on the floor dead and im on my knees. The wolf and man are fighting the figure as i stare into my sisters lifeless eyes. They both get knocked down an then i try and attack the figure. Full of rage and sadness. We are all knocked to the ground bloody and injured. The figure then says "You will hear knocking" And i wake to the sound of someone banging on all of my walls.
the figure flows me around and torments me when im awake as well. causing my insomnia to spike even more. OVer the next few nights im left with either void dreams (Ones where i go to sleep then immediately awake and not feel rested) or horrible nightmares where the figure kills everyone i love and mocks me while the man and i try and stop him. I can't sleep good anymore. the figure has followed me around since i was little. every other night when i would lie awake i would see my pictures moving. and always hearing "your a threat" The dreams still continue just at a less emotional rate.
Whats even better is because of my nightmares i have started spacing out. Sometimes i go back to the forest and i see the man and the animals. Sometimes its the figure just smiling. Other times i go into a void like state. where im lost in thought and my body goes nto autopilot. I have lost many hours to this.

When I was younger, I had several recurring nightmares of a room in my basement (the room did not exist in real life). In the first few dreams I would usually be exploring this room, which led deeper into the ground and seemed to be never ending -- it led from room to room, connected by tunnels and ventilation ducts, the rooms varying from abandoned experimental laboratories and dusty old graveyard-like tombs. I remember as I explored further and further into the labyrinth, voices would start to whisper. There would be several voices, some ushering me forward while others told me to go back to safety. The voices would whisper and say things that terrified me to my very bones, and eventually led to me waking myself up with a sense of evil and the fright of impending calamity.

Now, I think I was a lucid dreamer since I was very young, because I had the last of these dreams in Sophomore year. They stopped after one dream I had -- it was a typical chase dream, where I was being chased by some insane killer. I ran into my house, and into the basement where I could hide. When I ran into the basement, I turned right (which, you cannot turn right in my basement. There is just a wall. The basement leads out to the left of the staircase.) and I nearly ran to hide in "the room." Before I went into the door, however, I stopped myself, even with the killer just behind me, and said, "oh, this isn't where I want to go.." and I turned right around and found another hiding spot. When I went to school that day, I told the dream to my friend at lunch. (I had never told the basement dreams to anyone. For some reason I know about them, but I never shared them.) After telling her about the dream at lunch time, I have never had a dream about "The Room in the Basement" again.

Well it might not sound so terrible, but i actually find it sad that its my first ever remembered dream.

Im walking through tight and thick fog on a invisible ground. I keep walking until I hear a sound of a car and I see a limmo cross my way and stopped so I faced one of the dark windows.
The window get rolled down and all i see is emptyness. Then a horsehead appears .. well actually a my little pony head. Just as grey as the fog and deep iternal holes as eyes. It looks at me. Somehow it makes me feel uncomfortable.. I could not turn my head away from its eyes. And I feel a feeling that is unexplainable, the feeling was terrible, it was horrific somehow, Like I have watched the depths of something a mere human should not put their eyes on. I have got the dream several times after that, and it still appears from time to time. With the same feeling.
When im scared i dont scream, i get quiet and .. well not shocked but something similar but its leaning more to curiosity, I feel like that but like x 200. I swear, all my bloody dreams are not even a sigh of this dream.

When i died in a volcano lava

I have a few peeps might find interesting. When I was a child, I was afflicted by demons!!! lol, not really, thats what my mom told me it was. It was actually some intense night terrors I would experience that went on for a few years after a pretty harsh emotional trauma.
Here's a taste.

1. The bottomless pit: Falling, always falling. It was a recurring dream, and each time it became more and more elaborate. At first it was just falling darkness, paralyzing fear but later I began to see other people falling as well. The second to last time I had that dream I met Apollyon the angel of the bottomless pit. He said with a smirk in a jovial sarcastic tone, "hi, I'm Apollyon, would you like to stay here forever?" The next time I had the dream, I was able to stop falling and I left the pit.

2. Stretcher: Connected to the medieval torture device which stretched people apart. I had many torture dreams. As I am stretched, I can feel the pain of my skin tearing, my bones snapping, tendons ripping etc. It is excruciating pain, worse than anything in waking life. I am torn asunder and wake up.

3. My sisters doll: When we were young, my sister had a sour patch doll with blonde hair and blue eyes. It had a little dress and pig-tails with bows. I was joyful when I saw it in the dream as it bounced towards me. The closer it got though, it turned evil. The color changed to dark black, red, purple while the clothes became ratty and ripped. Its eyes turned red and its teeth jagged. It attacked me, eating my face and throat, killing me.

I've had some of the most unique nightmare imagery I've ever heard of and I study dreams as a hobby. At the time, these dreams were literally torture but they give me strength now.

Weird dreams as a kid, where my best friend died.
We drove out to the funeral in a black car, everyone dressed in black, I was in the back seat, we were in a foggy Forrest,
like the setting for a Norwegian funeral-doom metal band.
My friend's mum was in the front seat, she turned and looked at me and her face melted in front of me.
Damn I remember that shit so well, that nightmare is literally 8ish years old.

I remember my worst nightmare was not one where I was in any danger, it was most of my friends and family. I remember I was in some city when a large army invaded that looked similar the armies of Nazi Germany. I remember my friends were keeping me in hiding to train because I was somehow destined to save the city from the invading forces. I remember throughout the course of the dream many of my friends died protecting me and hiding me and I could do nothing because I knew was supposed to somehow save the whole city later and if I died ALL of my friends would die.

My worst one... Hmm... I can just narrow it down to one. Basically, I don't like to sleep so I had been avoiding it for about a week. I fell asleep in the bath and dreamed that I was in a burning house (presumable the temperature of the water caused that) and then I fell into an ocean suddenly and was drowning. Scariest thing was that when I woke up, I really was drowning.

my emotionally most disturbing dream was when a good friend of mine ignored me and i couldnt reach her.
Its a girl i dont have much contact to for a while now but dreams including her drive me crazy.

It's been so long since I had a nightmare, so basically I've forgotten all of them, except one. This dream took place when I was around 9 or 10. Looking back now I wonder why it scared me so. Now, whenever I think of it, it's more freaky than anything. In the dream my face was underwater looking up. What I saw was a black background and a male human face. Although, because of the rippling effect of the water I couldn't make out too much of the face at first. Based on the shape of his head it reminded me of the comedian Rip Taylor. I don't know how many of you know of or remember of him, but if you don't, just google him or look him up on wikipedia.

The first thing I saw was his face coming towards me in a very slow and menacing way. As this was happening his features started to become more apparent. However the thing that freaked me out was that his nose was where his mustache should be and his mustache was where his nose should be. Needless to say I woke up screaming. The next morning I told my family, and they laughed about it... hard. And for the life of me I couldn't understand why they thought that was so funny. Looking back in hindsight, as an adult, I probably would have laughed too.

I can't recall my nightmares that great, so I'll do the next best thing, and tell you one I wouldn't want to have.

My Worst Nightmare

1. Spending the night in an asylum run by satan worshipping migets from hell who stick their wet fingers in your ear constantly.
2. They blast country music over the P.A system 24/7.
3. All they serve for food is cold beans, and 1 week old bigmacks.
4. They strap you into a straight jacket, and make you watch reruns of Opra Winfrey.
5. They anally probe you every 1.5 miliseconds.
6. Did I mention they all wear fake mustaches with rubber lensless eye glasses.
7. During the whole experience there's a jesuit priest screaming over and over again, "The Power of Christ Compels You."
8. The holy water the priest throws on you is actually the midgets urine.
9. You have 5 false awakenings where you wake up in bed next to Jabba the Hut naked.
10. The experience comes to a crashing hault when they labotimize you with a rusty old spoon.

The end, you wake up.

I dont feel bad now that I see what others do.
I usually dont have nightmares but 2 nights ago and last night I had near the same one or at least the same DC. 2 Nights ago a large brown dog came out of the bushes as I walked out to my car and came walking at first toward me then started running and became ugly but I knew what he was and about 15 ft away he vaporized, Last night the same angry dogs head and paws jumped in my face out of a book I was reading in a dream and scared the crap out of me.
I had done the same thing both nights, I had consumed a large smoothie before bed.... Here's the recipe for nightmares.
"In the blender"
One large banana
1 package Yogurt
6 ice cubes
1/2 cup milk
2 heaping tbs Cocoa
1 tsp Splenda, Churn it up and enjoy your favorite nightmare

My worst was a reoccurring nightmare that I started getting around 5-6 years old and continued to sporatically get it throughout my late teens. It involved being held down to a mattress by some invisible force while a ceiling full of millions of needles decended on me. The worst part was the voice though. It was my mother's voice, and I could never remember what she was saying, but it was slowed down to where it just sounded like one long continuous word. I cannot describe the horror of that sound, the excruciating slowness of it, the hopeless feeling that it would never end. I always woke up in complete panic, screaming. To this day, if I hear something similar to that voice, I will get flashbacks to that nightmare and get horrible feelings of anxiety. *shivers*

I have nightmares quite often, and I remember a lot from each of them. Some are typical someone-is-chasing-me stuff, and others are just absolutely horrible. One that sticks out is when I couldn't help this woman who had her baby taken from her by this man, who then repeatedly stomped on the newborn child. I woke up feeling so awful. I'm sure I've killed my family a few times in my dream. I also had a continuous nightmare of walking down a street, where a clown sat at the end of each corner, and everytime I passed him, he'd reappear in front of me, waiting. I've fallen from cliffs, been stabbed, haunted, and had nightmares that I've woekn up, only to be fooled and terrified all over again. I've even woken up from a nightmare only to drift back off directly into it. In fact, it was a severe nightmare that led me to this very site.

I know this topic is old but i really feel the need to tell you about a nightmare i had last night.
I am 21 yrs old, however in this dream i was 13 years old and it was as if everything was set back 8 yrs ago, I was still living in my old house(big 3 story high). I was playing some PS2 games upstairs on the 2nd floor with my 11 yrs old cousin(who came at my house for a sleepover) also my grandmother was there. We were playing something (having a laughs) and then my grandmother entered the room and told us it was late and to get to bed. So we got into my room also on the 2nd floor, I pulled out my guest bed and we lied down.

I fell asleep(in my own dream(inception-like)) and dreamed about one of the happiest moments of my life(I practically relived an 8 year old memory), in the middle of that dream i was awoken by immense heat when i opened my eyes my room was on fire, the walls were scratched, and blood was dripping from the scratches, my cousin was scared to death(so was I) and we both ran out to my grandma to tell her what happened(my parents were nowhere in sight), when we got into my room accompanied by my grandma the room looked like new and even my cousin was playing dumb. Later on i fell asleep again having the same dream from where it stopped, same thing happened again with fire and blood and when we got back with my grandma everything was fine.

One more time i fell asleep having the exact nice dream from where it stopped, but this time it ended when i got home(so it happened in real life), again immense heat, blood dripping from scratched walls we brought my grandma with us again room was OK again, but when my grandma left i was ready to lie down when i heard the door being slammed behind me and the lights turned off, when i turned to see why my cousin slammed the door instead my cousin there was a man like creature with red heavily burned down face with no eyes, you could see his bones on his face, pieces of his red skin hanging from his chin, wearing black cloak, all the doors and windows disappeared and he said to me there is no hope for you now i will feast on your pain and anguish, I started screaming but my voice was gone.

At that point I woke up violently, I probably was screaming out loud too , good thing i was alone at my apartment. It was 3:20 AM, I got up, put my jacket on and i took a walk outside. This dream happened to me only once but i swear to god that I've seen that thing before(can't remember when or where tho).

Thanx for reading please forgive my bad English (i registered here just to tell you about my nightmare).

I never seem to have any nightmares anymore, which I hope stays that way, but I used to a lot before I turned ten.

The shortest one was right after I learned about snakes, specifically rattlers. I had a stuffed animal in the form of a snake that reminded me of the one off of The Jungle Book that stayed at my grandma's house. In my dream, it used its eyes to paralyze me for a few seconds then slithered its way over to where I was sitting. I managed to snap out of it before it reached the couch and I took off down the hall. Unfortunately it struck towards me and wrapped around me. Let's just say, it had an unfortunate ending.

The earliest one was when I was about three or four years old. In the dream I was at my grandma's house (a lot of my nightmares take place there for some reason), and I was staying in their guest room. I noticed that the closet door was opening and I got out of the bed to inspect what was going on. Three stereotypical-looking witches emerged from it and began chasing me down the hallway. The adults (mom, dad, grandma, grandpa, aunt, uncle) were sitting in the living room drinking coffee when I ran in there and began shouting hysterically. At first they didn't believe me because the witches were running after me exceptionally slow, but once they realized I was telling the truth they called the police station. Whoever answered said that they were busy so we would have to deliver them to the station ourselves. That was fine, but guess who they made me sit by? I thought that bit was exceptionally cruel. I remember screaming myself awake after that part, but the nightmare hadn't ended. As soon as I fell back asleep we were driving back out to my grandparents' house. When we got out of the car, the front door to the house opened and the witches, the ones who were supposed to be in jail, walked out one by one.

My worst nightmare wasn't actually a nightmare but a sleep-paralysis hallucination, so I'll share my second scariest experience, which was a dream.

I'm in my old house, which was the only one I knew back then. I open my eyes and stay still on my bed, like I always do after waking up. Everything is normal, my room is just the same. I decide to get up, so I dress up and wash my face. I go back to my room but there's something in the corner of the room, just next to my bed, so I get closer to examine the thing but realize that the thing is actually a living thing. Looks like a girl, a young girl with her face hidden, and a long, black hair almost covering her entire body. It or she doesn't actually frighten me, just makes me feel strange.

I realize there's something above her, a frame which contains instructions for her to go away. I read it and it says that I have to get two pieces which are hidden in my house. I go downstairs to the living room and grab the first thing, some sort of statue or figure, nothing weird. I go again to my room and see where's the next thing, so I go to the next room and grab it. I don't remember what did I do with them, but I had them so I went back to my room to see if that thing was still there.
She was still there, still and in the exact position as before. I was so sick of that being there, invading my room, so I went to the opposite side of my bed and started to kick her. Over and over. Eventually she got up and jumped over me while screaming LET ME LIVE right in my ears. At this point I got up screaming, sweating and with my heart in my mouth.

Last night I had this weird dream where I was in some type of convenience store when a black boy with a red t-shirt and a red chocolate bar and a blue chocolate bar and I hear a faint whisper that says crips or bloods. I pick the red bar then the boy yells no. Suddenly the windows break and everything in the store goes flying around and suddenly I see a dark room with a flash light shining on a covered table. Next thing I know I am in a room with a bed, a chair, and a dangling light. I was talking to a black muscular man with a tan shirt. When I notice sharp nails on him then the light flickers. When it fully turns on a more fatter version of him pulls his fingers out then the lights flicker again and when they turn on a acid burned man mixed with sludge with knives and all of this with loud scary classical music in the background plays. Then it got up and that is when I woke up.

My worst (and recurring) nightmare is me being locked in a sleep paralysis like state with a bright beam of light ripping me upwards out of bed. With startling sudden-ness I end up on an examining table surrounded by grey aliens who dissect me while I am awake and fully capable of feeling pain. Sometimes they just stir around my insides. Other times I feel them ruthlessly rip organs out. Once they cut my skull open and I felt them pull out my brain and replace it. I can now sometimes become lucid during these dreams. But even lucidity doesn't always save me. Occasionally I can will myself out of the paralysis by using all the hatred and murderous rage I can muster. In those instances I sometimes I get to attack my tormentors. But usually I'll simple wake up after I break the paralysis.

As a child in waking life, after I had dinner, I went into my bedroom and laid on my back in my bed to read a book.

Then, as I reading my book I noticed something was off. I put the book down to see my sheets slowly rising up several feet high as if something was underneath them. I pulled up my legs in terror, not knowing what was going to happen. I stared at my risen sheets for a few seconds before I woke up.

It was a wake-induced non-lucid nightmare at bedtime, occurring before I had any intention of sleeping while also making it seem as if I never fell asleep where I did.

I've had nightmares of natural disasters like tsunamis, massive volcanic explosions and earthquakes. They were frequent when I was a kid and I always woke up crying because I always lost my family to these disasters.

As a child my worst nightmare was a huge smooth stone wheel that slowly rolled in empty space. And all I could do was to watch it as it slowly turned at the same spot. I dont recall if there was even black or white space. But what was very clear to me was that this was the real reality, and it had no end to it. I didn't get this as a thought of that this was all there is in eternity. I felt that this was what will be or is in eternity. That feeling of eternity made me terrified even after waking up.

So I am currently having a seriously messed up recurring Nightmare lately. I wake up in a glass box in an emaculate white room. My closest freinds and family are all cuffed (wrists ankles and neck) to the wall in a circle, suspended against it. They all wake up, then they all start choking and being shocked with electricity, all the while screaming at me to help. I can't do any thing because I am locked in the glass box, and it is quickly filling with what I assume is blood. I keep listening to them all screaming as i start to drown, then i start to hear my tinnitus kick in as everything fades to black and I wake up sweating and lying on the floor. If anyone has anything to Say about this dream that'd be cool, I am currently trying to figure it out anyway.