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I don't know if anyone else would catagorize this as a NIGHTMARE, but a couple years ago, I was dreaming that I was walking down a street, and at the end of the street there was like...this party or something going on, and there was a DJ battle. One of the DJ's I didn't know, but the other one was non other than David Bowie (<3!). For some reason, he was tied to a chair. My Uncle, who appeared out of nowhere, decided that he was going to untie him, but I said that he shouldn't because David Bowie looked mad and that he looked like he was going to kill my uncle. Well, my uncle untied him, and he stood up, and we all of a sudden were inside my living room. David Bowie shot my uncle, and I ran down the hallway and into my mom's room. The light in the hallway was turned off so it was pitch black. I shut my door, and quietly went into my mom's room, where I sat next to her TV, and put my arms out, like I was bowing to someone. After David Bowie checked my room, he came into my mom's room, and he was about to leave when he stepped on my hands and immediately shot me in the back with a machine gun. I actually felt myself jumping as the bullets hit me, and then I couldn't breathe. I couldn't even wake up, though I told myself repeatedly to wake up but I couldn't. Finally, I did wake up, in real life, dream is over, but it was like I couldn't breathe. oO; It was scary! David Bowie almost killed me...>_>; IRL sweatdrop

Normal peoples nightmares are like a regular dream to me...

here are my kind of nightmares...

I cant tell its a dream because it seemed so real...
First I have to tell you something./ My grandma was in the hospital that day. and my grandpa has cancer.

ok the dream was, my grandma came back from the hospital. She came to my HighSchool and I was taken out of class. She saw across from me and told me "Grandpa has moved on". She said it in the way she would, with her shakey voice and shaking hand...I swear it seemd so real. I even cried in my dream, I didnt care if people saw my red face and eyes filled with tears, face wet from salty tears...I didnt care about anything. Thoughts in my head like "why now. I wanted to at least say bye or something..Hug him one more time, talk to him once..BUt I wont anymore. I'll never hear his voice again!" Things like that....

THATS a nightmare...to me at least

and heres another I had.

I called my bf. His mom answerd, I asked to sopeak with him ad she went looking for him. I heard screems and then she came back crying saying that he was trying to hang himself. I told her to give him the phone, she did and I was trying to talk him out of it. He said his "brother" (best friend) died in a car and there was no more point to live. and he wouldnt listen to me....and then he did...he hanged himself I felt terrible cuz I couldnt talk him out of it and I did nothing. and the thing that my bf that I loved so very very much died. I didnt even know what to do next..

thank god that was a dream

I had a reacurring dream for years, and still scared me shirtless. It wasnt until I confronted my fears that the nightmare went away. IT was a stormy night, but I was inside from the storm of lightning echoing outside of a huge mansion. On one side of the halls I walked, nothing but windows to see the chaos that rained upon the nightmare landscape of my dreams. On the other side of this bloody velvet carpeted hallway, doors, for as far as the eyes could see. No lights could give you vision, but the lightning flashes upon your retinas as the flash of the storm beats your heart numb. I look back. Shouldnt have done that. There, not far behind me, stands he who summons you to the land of the dead. Black cloak, shadow, the face no more than a mirror of what it looks apon.........The Grim Reaper. Time to run. I run. Every door locked. Every window, unbreakable. The flashes of lightning only seeming to bring him closer to me. Then I remember the door with light behind it. I stop myself from exiting the dream. For somewhere I remember to confront this horror. I turn. It stops. I step forward. It steps forward. I wait. It walks closer. The stench of rotten decay and a weird smell like three day old cheese lost in the car on the hottest of days, with a mix of gym socks, lofs the air about me. Flash, more lightning, closer It comes. Flash, It is right before me. I show no fear. An overwelming calm comes over me like the feeling a newborn has when its mother cradles him to her busom. The cloak lifts. I step inside. I turn. The cloak drop about me like a sweet lulaby upon the sweet ears of a newborn. I am at rest. The End........True dream. Any comments are appreciated.

When I was 6, I had a dream that I was tied down to a conveyer belt. I looked ahead to see where I was going. There was a guillotine chopping other people's heads that were further along on the conveyer belt. I got scared and 'woke up'. I ran to my parents' room. When I entered the room, my parents were corpses. Yay for 6 year old dreams!

i have a recurring dream after seeing a video in science. im getting chased by a huge translucent hairy catterpiller around my track at school and you can see its insides wobbling around in a liquid in its body. i try to run onto the playground near the track then my language arts teacher say "holy s**t i saw that thing growing in one of my students backyards!" then i wake up. it sounds silly but its actually TERRIFYING


whaen i was 3 i probably had the most relistic dream someone could have. it felt like my thumb came off and i woke up and said "my thumb's back! xp "

also, my dad died when i was 7 so i had lots of nightmares about him. one creepy one that he grew elk antlers and was like "i no m00se, im an e1k" and ram his antler right into my stomach and knocked the wind out of me and i actually felt it.