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I had one a couple weeks ago.

I was playing old PS games with my friend in my room, then suddenly he just started coming on to me. It was at that moment I realized I needed to wake up, and fast. Thank god for my ability to control my dreams.

It's funny, I really rarely remember my dreams. Like, 3% of the time.

Off Topic: dreaming can be fun especially if you intend to be a fictional writer or a storyline developer for a movie, game, or assignment. Just write down whatever you dream or (what you can remember) and fill in the rest.

Dreams vs Writers Block....Who will be victorious?

On Topic:

There is no particular dreams I deem that are "scary" because they are all fiction.

If I were to choose though, I would have to pick though, I would say "Lucid Dreams, and Inception" would be the types of dreams I want to wake up from asap.

Lucid Dreams and why I hate them: Hate the fact I am aware of awake but not aware that I am dreaming, and not being able to move and speak during the process.

Inception: Hate the fact that you have to wake up 3 or 4 times in order to return to the real world. Just dream once, wake up, and be done with it x_x

Oh one scary dream I had was the recent one where I was petting a dog and someone came up from behind me and shot me in the back with a tranquilizer causing me to wake up in another dream. Which ties into the "inception" scenario mentioned above.

So those are mine =)

At 9/28/12 03:49 PM, Amaranthus wrote: I once had a dream where this kids in my school raped me.

Ive had similar dreams.

I had a weird dream recently. It's one of those that isn't scary at all in retrospect but were terrifying while you were actually dreaming. Actually, in retrospect parts of it are pretty funny.

I was looking down on a tall man (this part of the dream was in third person). He kidnapped this woman that lived across the street from his house and dragged her into his backyard shouting angrily. The he poured gasoline all over the yard and lit her on fire In the dream that didn't kill her though, it just turned made her bald and her skin pale and deformed. A fat guy on a four wheeler in it drove by and saw the fires, but by the time he got to the back yard there was just piles of gray ashes so he ignored it. Then the tall man tied the woman up in his living room.

After that, the dream switched to first person. I was myself inside the mans house during the day. For some reason, one of his outside walls facing the street was missing and I was part of a group of people hired to fix it. The tall man came over to us and led us to a back part of the house. On the way there, we passed a door with mattresses stacked up against it. The kidnapped woman started trying to open the door. The tall man tried to stop her from getting out but a blonde girl that was with me started laughing, pushed the mattresses and tall man out of the way, and opened the door. The woman stumbled out and the blonde girl laughed again and said "what is that?" The tall man said "that's just my crazy grandmother". Everyone believed it. I knew that wasn't true but I couldn't say anything about it for some reason. The kidnapped woman couldn't say anything about it directly, but she sat on the couch and said "I want to go home but I'll never be able to live a normal life". She thought that because being burned had deformed her body. There was an old lady sitting on the couch next to her that I somehow knew was the tall man's mother. She looked like Queen Elizabeth and was wearing a fur hat.

The dream cut away to another scene again. I was in a party at a trailer, sitting on a sofa. A few women come in and one sits on my lap. and starts laughing. A few minutes later they leave in a truck and say they'll be back at nine. Right after the leave, suddenly everything grows quiet and everyone in the part is gone except for me and the owner of the trailer. I go to the library to waste time until the women come back. On the way there I had to stop to go to the bathroom. The bathroom was a huge concrete building and the toilets were just drains in the ground surrounded by small curtains. Even though the building was gigantic there were only three stalls off to one side. A few people were standing around them and talking. I crouched down inside one (the curtains were only a few feet tall) to piss and started pissing blood. I got nauseous and fell to the ground, which ground my skin against the concrete and made more blood. Then I started throwing up blood into the drain. The girl in the stall next to me poked her head under the curtain (I think it was the blonde girl from before) and started asking if I was okay while making a really exaggerated smile. The dream ended with me passing out on the floor of the bathroom naked while covered in blood. The last thing I heard was a guy standing outside of my stall telling me that I should get checked for syphilis.

Yeah, I was like what the fuck when I woke up.

Being stabbed and shot in the streets at night...can't escape...and as I die, the event happens over and over again with full recollection of what just happened. So I try new things to prevent the fate, and it fails time and time again.

Ok guys I'm glad this thread got bumped I need to tell you my Nightmare.
This is how it went.....I met this girl at a coffee shop she was pretty cool and everything so I asked her out.
After that are relationship started getting really serious and I told her I loved her and I took her to Disney Land.
Then a couple of months later I proposed, we decided not too have sex till after marriage. After the wedding I we went to our apartment and started making out
This is where it gets scary. When I Undressed her I finally got to see her hot boobs then when I pulled down her pants she had a dick. That wasn't the scariest part yet, when I looked closer I saw that it was my dick.
Then I woke up. And that was the scariest dream I ever had.