I have a few nightmares that I can't un-remember. I'll share one of the less graphic ones: So I'm home with my mother and my sister and my mom gets a phone call.  It's from my dad telling us that he's coming back home soon. The next part is a little fuzzy. Some time later, I believe my Mom asks me to go downstairs and check if he's outside. Maybe I go down simply because I have nothing else to do. Who knows? Anyway, I see a figure that I think is my father in the darkness so I open the door. However, as I open it I have a thought. "Was there someone walking with him?" As I'm thinking this, I'm running up the stairs; not because I'm scared, just because it's something I often do. Once I reach the top, I feel it. Gunshot. I didn't hear or see anything. I couldn't even really feel it. Yet somehow I fell down and couldn't get back up. I turn my head to the doorway to the dining room and I see my mom and sister just acting as if nothing happened. I'm unable to speak at this time and everything is only black and white. As I'm lying there everything slowly begins to fade around me, like I was dying or something. Then I wake up...most unsetting wake up ever...until the next week but I ain't going there.

Yesterday I did have a nightmare. I was at school doing the usual, but then suddenly some guy walked up around campus and started firing everywhere, and my best friend was shot. I don't know why I ended up dreaming that, but I did.

My nightmares aren't very extensive in that sense that I never truly get hurt in them (of course I don't get physically hurt, it's a dream, that's not what I mean.) What I mean about not getting hurt is that my dreams seem to end moments before something is about to either hit me, crush me, etc.. My most recent one was a zombie apocalypse type scenario of which I was being resourceful and running around "surviving." It can be considered a nightmare, because well... it wasn't exactly a walk in the park. Dream ended right as I was about to get bit, then I woke up and hit my head on the bedpost by accident. (I can tell you with absolute assurance that the head trauma was far worse from the bedpost than it was from the zombie apocalypse.)

It's strange, I don't really have dreams/nightmares that I remember for that long. I will think about them when I first wake up, but usually I forget about them as the day goes on.

I remember being a kid and having some crazy dream where I was in the twilight zone, and the Tazmanian Devil was trying to eat me lol

This Kinda Creepy And Sorry If I Go Too Into Detail.

I Was In My House Drinking Coffee In The Morning. Everything Was Perfectly Fine. Until My Whole Family Had Their Eyes Gauging Out! Their Eyes Rolled Out On To The Floor And Lay There Staring At Me With Dark Blood. My Parents Gave Me A Creepy Smile. Their Teeth Were Pointy Like A Crocodiles And In A Weird Voice They Said, "Why Do You Look So Scared Adam? Sit Down With Us... JOIN US." As They Spoke Their Voices Got Deeper And More Evil. Their Nails Became Tiger Claws And My Brother Scratched Me. I Threw The Hot , Steaming Coffee Onto My Brother And He Showed His Evil , Blood Stained Teeth And Said, "Oh. You Shouldn't Of Done That. I'm Telling Mother." At That Moment Everything Went Scarlet Red. I Heard Voices Whispering To Me " Wake. Up. Wake. Up." I Tried But Couldn't. I Was Stuck In This Nightmare And Couldn't Get Out. Suddenly, Everything Went Black. Everything Went Silent. After A While I Heard A Voice Which May Have Been My Mums And It Was Shouting At Me , "Be Nicer To Your Brother Adam. Do You Do That At School?" I Saw A Face. A Face With No Eyes Or Nose. I Still Remember It Today. The Face Began To Speak, "Don't You LOVE Me? Don't You CARE? Oh! Please Pay ATTENTION To Me!" I Realized Who This Person Was It Was A Girl From School Who I Knew Liked Me. At That Moment I Woke Up And My Mum Was Standing There Shocked. She Said That I Was Punching And Kicking In My Sleep.

This Is My Nightmare And I Hope I Don't Have Another Anytime Soon...

My last nightmare involved me floating in space... I was alone

With no one around to keep me sane.

I floated for a while until I eventually ceased to be.

If there's an after life... I think that's it.

My last and strangely only nightmare was last year when the airport right next to my town re-opened. I went to sleep that night and had a dream that a jumbo jet was on fire and falling from the sky right into my neighborhood, all I could do was watch as everyone I knew including myself suffered from the explosion and the aftermath. The airport used to be open and I never had nightmares about it before so I thought it was a little odd.

Also did I mention the planes ALL go right over my neighborhood so they can land on the strip?

Last night I dreamed of being in a helicopter as a troop going into some battle in a far away world. For some reason I knew that it wasn't going to end well.

I was decimated.

My last nightmare was a zombie had me cornered and was eating all of my flesh off.

My last nightmare was that something was going on with the world. It was like being overrun by something like evil people or something. I quickly fought back with everything I had. There was a monster that was going to like tear my head off but my mom woke me up before it could get to me (thank god).

My worst nightmare was gannon from zelda 2, It's always scary to have that one nightmare stalking your life of sleeping.

Little kids attacking me. I was taking a shortcut to school I think and I could hear their voices telling me not to go that way. I ignored of course but then they started to chase me and somehow I ended up in a cave. 

I have a quite a few nightmares so it tends to be pretty difficult to decide which is the worst. Most of them usually stem from weird fictional things that I feel I would have been better off not watching/reading/seeing. I've been having nightmares about a particular horror manga that will not be named that I found in Borders in 2008 this still scares me to this day. I don't like to use the term mental scarring because it is very over used, but, it's been 4 years, and I still am unable to completely get over it, so yeah, I think I am scarred lol. (to the point that I don't even want to type out the word in my posts). By now, I have probably seen scarier things and these things don't really even scare me, and this thing, although probably less scary, still seems to have an iron grip (albeit slightly loosened over the years) on my mind. Most of my nightmares revolve around this manga, and if not, they still portray the overall sense of dread, danger, paranoia, and doom, knowing that you are going to die, that everyone else is going to die, and that it's only a matter of time. Oh yeah, and sometimes I have nightmares about giant spiders too XD. Those ones usually make me sweat, but they don't really bother me after I wake up. Oh, and when I said I have quite a few, I mean anywhere from a few a month, to one a week. I don't know if that counts as quite a few or not though. And most of my dreams aren't realistic, they are usually related to fantasy stuff and many of them are actually quite engaging like reading a good book, and I hate it when I don't see them to the end. Of course, the price of detailed, engaging good dreams, is detail, engaging nightmares. 

My last nightmare was I being feasted in by a bear or a lion. It was the most idiotic nightmare of my life. It was extremely early in the morning when this nightmare had occurred. I hate how these nightmares just form in people's heads. It extremely idiotic.

A dream I wish never accured .This is some of the night mare I remember . It's an horrible one.

 Due to profound overpopulation, a mandated suicide-lottery had



cropped up requiring all people - children included - to register for a



monthly drawing which resulted in mandatory suicide. (This alone is



horrible, I know.) Well, my name/number was drawn and I was given a



month to choose the method and do away with myself.My mother and I

went to Goldwater's Department Store (used to be at



ElCon Mall in Tucson) so that I could look around the "Suicide



Department" and get a feel for the way I wanted to kill myself. We



looked around for probably about 20 minutes, weighing the pros and cons



of each method. I so did not want to die. My mom - in my dream - seemed



to be feigning sadness; she actually seemed quite impatient to be having



her day wasted on such a gruesome task.

"How about this one?" she asked as we stopped at what looked like a

dentist's sink with a headrest above it. It was a special apparatus that



allowed you to rest comfortably with your chin and arms in a holster,



positioned above the swirling water of the dentist's sink. The water was



intended to wash your blood down the drain once your throat and wrists



were slit.

I still remember the feeling in my dream that I wanted to please my


mother but
 didn't want to die.I was trying to be polite about


everything. I didn't want to cause
 too much trouble. (In real life, my


mom is the most sensitive, loving person I know!)
So even though I was


horrified, I agreed that bleeding to death would be a good choice
for my


demise. I wanted to leave the store and live out the rest of my last


month, but
my mother really wanted me to just "get it over with".


Right there at Goldwater's
 Department Store, right across from the


shoe department,I put my chin in the cradle and
let them lock my wrists


in place. As I stared at my blood swirling down the sink, I heard the



loudspeaker squawk with the announcement that Mandated Suicide had just


been deemed
unconstitutional and that all people that had been selected


for death were free to go on living
their natural lives. Too late for


me, though.That was such a horrible dream. I'm not sure where
it came from,


either, but I woke up the next morning with a temperature of 101  .

My worst nightmare always had to be ridiculously stupid, but that ganon from the zelda 2 game over showed up, I was frozen, and I get sucked into ganon. (Almost) I have been scared of that kind of ganon ever since I saw it and had nightmares from it.