Hello, everyone! There was no violence or gore in this nightmare at all (unlike another one I posted about here a while ago), but it was still probably my worst one yet . I'm going to be as descriptive as I can, so this will probably appear way longer to you than it actually was, haha .

I was standing in a movie theater lobby in Canada with my twin sister, my dad, and some random Canadian relatives of mine. We were all just kind of standing there and talking, but we weren't there to watch a movie. The grownups were talking about some myth (that only existed in the dream, by the way) about the city were in. It was about this graveyard that was defended by a cherub or something. My dad was telling everyone about how his high school average was "in the 130s" (whatever the heck that means), whereas his classmates' were "in the 150s," yet he was smart enough to know that the cherub died a long time ago as opposed to his classmates' belief that it was still alive (don't ask me; dreams are weird.) My sister and I got bored, and my head let me know that we stole exactly $48 from my dad's wallet to buy movie tickets so we could escape the adult talk. We bought the tickets and walked in. The movie was supposedly about the myth our family was talking about. It looked like some spin-off of How to Train Your Dragon, I think (again, don't ask me!) This part of the dream was kind of cool, actually; if I closed my eyes lightly, I could still, like, see the movie somehow? I don't know how to explain it; the bright lights helped me visualize the movie as if I was actually seeing it or something. It looked so good and hyper-realistic and stuff? I got a frigging euphoric rush . Anyway, at some point we walked out and stole some chips and chocolate from the food counter so we could tell our dad we took his money to get some food because we were hungry and that we were sorry movie theater food was so expensive. Better than "y'all are boring so we took your cash to buy some movie tickets!" Anyway, when we got back the movie suddenly became a Powerpuff Girls movie, and there was this fourth girl with long, brown hair, a yellow outfit, and blue rocket boots trying to join them, but they wouldn't let her? There was this big fight, and in the end they pinned her against a building and won. After that, it switched to a character select screen with characters from the Flintstones (sigh). This is when the dream started going downhill. I suddenly had a keyboard on my lap as if it was a PC game and I was in charge of the big screen. The characters' sprites were all walking and looked kind of sad (?). Each one of them had some wall in front of them. The walls were made of letters and numbers, and I felt like I had to "erase" the numbers from the walls for some reason with backspace. It was like a Word document and I had to move the cursor to the right spots to delete the right stuff. I got rid of some numbers but also parts of some letters by accident? This is getting increasingly difficult to explain, haha. One character's wall was made up of only numbers, and I didn't know whether to erase it or not because I felt like the walls were "protecting" her and the others, and removing them completely would be a bad thing. Anyway, the characters in front of the walls I made mistakes on (erasing parts of letters by accident) started disappearing, and then they were gone completely. If I hovered the cursor over this specific spot on the top of the screen, a mini set of characters appeared. I could drag those characters to the character select screen in order to fill in the blank spaces where the others used to be. The only options, though, were characters who were already there? Anyway, I dragged another Fred onto the screen and then he had huge, black eyes, made this really loud noise, and then the "movie" ended :. It was like a lame jump scare or something, but it was creepy in the dream. My sister and I hugged each other (hahaha), and then the audience started laughing at how lame the ending was. Then I was suddenly in my uncle's house. I saw my aunt-in-law, my cousin, and three unfamiliar babies. My aunt-in-law kept calling one of the babies by one of my cousins' names even though she looked nothing like her at all? Then we were back in the movie theater. What happens soon isn't scary, but it's weird and sad and the whole reason it's my worst nightmare to date. We walked out, and my sister suddenly wasn't in the dream anymore (not a big deal; either I forgot about her, or I just didn't notice.) My family was already walking away as if they forgot about us or something. My dad was walking on the opposite side of the street as everyone else, and they were shouting at each other as if there was some fight I missed. I ran and caught up to my dad, who's usually really protective and stuff (haha, aww) and asked him whether we could hang out at the movie theater or had to follow him home. He told me that he didn't know or care and kept on walking, and he kept mumbling stuff like "I'm so depressed" and "what's the point in living?" and "I don't want to live anymore" and it was really freaking me out. I kept following him. He walked right past the turn that would lead us home and wouldn't stop. I kept shouting and crying and asking him what was wrong and trying to drag him and stuff but it didn't work . Then I woke up.

NintendoFanKimmy, out!~

"hyper-realistic"

Oh my gosh, it's Tom from Sonic.exe! XD

Also, another nightmare starting off in a theater and acting like a video game creepypasta. Wow, maybe it's something more than coincidence... Mine wasn't exactly where I had any control over it at all, though. No laptop fell onto my lap; I just dealt with gory satanic stuff. Because nightmares.

This dream, though, reminds me of one nightmare(?!?!) that ended up being supremely funny in hindsight. It happened when I stayed up too late reading bad creepypastas (if I recall correctly, I was streaming myself reading Blood Whistle, and actually passed out from oxygen deprivation at one point due to how much I was laughing at it), so I saw it coming. It was kind of scary at the time, but now it's just so silly. It's seriously just a really bad creepypasta of a "nightmare."

RIP, though, that sounds kind of bad. I hate those sorts of dreams when they come along. :c

What kinds of games have you been playing lately? Dreams are part a reflection of your day, part what your subconscious secretly wants.

That's sad to hear about. Kimmy, I don't know how spiritual you are, but. Do you think this may have any significance? I'd hate to talk to publicly about what I think or know on topics like this, but that's a really sad dream.

I hope nothing really bad is up.

SWTerra: DUDE ALL I COULD THINK ABOUT WHEN I WOKE UP WAS SONIC.EXE HAHAH xP. Yeah, I probably would have shrugged it off as funny in retrospect too were it not for the involvement of my family in the nightmare ;.

janus : I haven't been playing any video games lately.

Sword legion : To be honest, I'm curious about your take on this! Maybe you could send me a PM? Anyway, my belief on dreams is pretty much the same as Janus's sooo. Whenever my dad comes over lately, I'm on my laptop when I should be hanging out with him. I think this dream might be telling me to spend more time with him.

NintendoFanKimmy :

That sounds like an excellent solution. A man's strength comes from his family as a Father. To feel loved by their children. (And doubly so by daughters. XD) Is a very reimbursing aspect in life to them. I know that my joy comes from my mom, dad and siblings. It's easy to get sucked away on one's laptop, but I still make time to speak to my grandma when I can at her place. It's important to happiness and balance and things like that. Family is one of my favorite things. ^^

A PM? About that stuff? Sure, maybe! I warn you though. My open minded study of this stuff has got some crazy results. I especially hope it's not too unsettling. XD

Weird, I didn't get the summon.

Anyway, yeah, whenever it involves anyone close to you, it's always much tougher to swallow. I can't relate too much, since most of my nightmares tend to involve heavy physical torture afflicted on myself, but I can definitely understand how that must feel.