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Freaky
by Sofia

This is why im afraid of the dark...or rather whats inside the dark. i have a two car garage that is one car rite infront of the other and it goes deep, we mostly use it for storage though. So apperently me and my family haven't realy gone in there for a while and one day we're looking for somthing that we can't find. so my brother sais that we stored it in the garage he sasi he'll be back he's is going to get it. We wait fo rhim and a long time goes by so my dad goes. The same thing happens he goes and he's not coming back. So me and my mom go, we're just standing there looking in (its realy dark) we're still in the sunlight. We call them and they don't answer so my mom sais she's going to check I told her i was scared and she's like okay i'll be rite back. a few steps in this creepy shadow thing comes out and drags her in. I start freaking out. No i can actualy hear them calling for me to help them. I walk up to the edge of the shadow and a pair of eyes glow in a dim grey color. I take 1 step and it drags me in too.

-usualy i wake up right about here but it goes on -

So im in the garage now hardly anything in it but old toys cloths and random house things. For some reason the thing didn't capture me like it did my family. I could hear there whipers in the air around me but i can also hear voices I don't recognise. So I start looking fo rthem frantically before it comes back but then I start feeling watched. I look around but everytime i turn all I see is a little whisp of smoke. I keep looking and I find my brother he was in a chest i help him out and when we find my mom we hear A loud scrachy sound we turn and the they're sparks coming off the wall like metal to stone and all. Th eeyes glow and it jumps at us ... then I just wake up all freaked out. I remember this dream from when i was 12, it realy freake dme out back then and still does.




IT
by T0x1c

Though the title could make one think of Stephen King's famous horror , my nightmare isn't really about children-eating clowns . I decided to name the thing IT because , I really can't tell what it was that I dreamt . I remember that I was running in a dark abandoned sewer from something ... IT . IT was after me , I could hear it's breathing gaining closer and closer ... I tried to turn my head to see exactly how close it was to me but I suddenly tripped and fell into a pool of some sort , filled with dirty water and who knows what else . IT was close ... it grabbed me by my throat with a huge claw and carried me back to it's lair ... down there , where's it cold and dark . After I came into my senses I found myself surrounded by skulls and human bones . IT stood in front of me , displaying a giant torso with nasty wounds , cuts , bruises and stitches . His eyes flashes red and quickly ran towards me , clawing my face and biting every inch of my torso . The fear I felt in that moment was so intense I woke-up all sweaty and trembling a little . This was the worst nightmare I ever had , and I hope I'll never have it again .




The Beast Within
by Kay-Tee

In my beautiful nightmare, my 4 friends and i are out camping in the mountains 100 miles away from any civilization. On the second day of our trip one of my friends goes missing. The next morning we find him hanging from a tree, skinned and half eaten. We decided that it would be best to go back and notify the police, but we got lost. Over the course of the next 3 days the rest of my friends are found skinned and half eaten.When i am rescued a full week after the first death, i am put in an institute to deal with the trauma of losing my friends. For awhile it seemed to be helping me...until the memories start to come back.

As it turns out, i was the one who was killing my friends. It was me who was skinning the whilst they were still alive and licking their still warm blood off the knife. The thrill of the crimes had been so great, that when i got out of the instiute, i went and ate every one of my friends and family. When i had finally ran out of people to consume i set my sights on the only one left. Me. As i start to slowly peel the flesh off my arm and eat it, i wake up with a shape pain in that same arm.

The Man in the House
by Danielle

In my dream I was in another town and I was looking across the street at a house, and a man was staring at me from the window. The man is the same man that haunts many of my dreams. Dreams about me being raped, kidnapped, murdered, but this was his worst. He opened his window and beckoned to me and I was screaming at him, telling him to leave me alone. And he started with my pets, he cast out duplicates of my favorite cat, Max, and they all started hissing at me and scratching me while my actual cat walked across the street to his house. He opened the door for Max, and shut it behind him.

I screamed at him and told him to get the fuck away from me or I'd kill him. And in a whirl he was right behind me whispering to me, "You cannot escape me, Danielle. Don't even try." And before I could turn around, he had vanished and reappeared in the second-story window, glaring at me. My friends came from the house behind me and told me that I should follow them, that it'd be for my own good. I couldn't stop them, I was stuck in place, screaming for them to reject his invitations, but they ignored my pleas. As they entered the house, I heard them scream for help, but I couldn't save them.

Then the sky became dark, and I saw my 3-year old neice approach the house. I started screaming "No! Not her! She's only a baby, you can't take her!" He started cackling from the window and said, "Would you like to trade?" I started crying--she was almost to the porch steps, "Yes" I replied "Just don't take her!" I blinked, and when I opened my eyes, I was in a poorly lit room and he was right in front of me. "Hello, Danielle. Nice to see you." I spat in his face before he continued, "Now, there's no need for that. You see, Danielle, I'm very poor at trading, and your neice, Veronica, has joined you." I look around and all my friends and family are tied in chairs, their eyes are bloodshot from crying and sweat is dripping down their faces. The man walks away from me and walks towards the first i!
n the line.

It's my friend Becca. He takes a hammer from a nearby end table and crashes her against her head, and I can see the life leave her eyes. He goes through all of them. My best friend, my boyfriend, my neice, my brother, my dad, and then my mom. I can't stop crying and I'm screaming for him to stop. "I'll do anything! They didn't do anything!" He looks up at me and chuckles at his own sick game before he continues, "They had acquaintances with you, Danielle, and that's enough for me." He squeezes my cheeks in his hand to control my head so he can kiss it before he takes a gun and shoots me from under my chin.




I Hate My Life
by Jane

oh god it's about my family thay nevey stop fighting since i 5 year old up to now im 20 that y i on drug ortime i never get any lught from tham my dad alway hit my mom see taht i see it every day oh god i want to run and run and run ... run never stop i want a happy family no i never get it god i six of it very i do whant i see my friend family thay are so happy thay alway have fun to getther oh man i want i does'n have up to best friend i don't know y but one thing i belive that because thay not like me thai are cannot mix .. not ever one some ofcause the one that i mixs with god i so boring with my life




Precognitive
by Anna G

I have precognitive dreams a lot, for those that don't know what these are it's where you can see something very clearly that then sometimes happens a little while later in the future. The worst precognitive dream was about my dad. Me and my mum went out and he was at home watching some movies, me and my mum were just talking when my phone rings and it's my dad, he tells us he thinks hes having a heart attack and could we get home asap, so obviously i run home as fast as i can where i find my dad with a medic...my dream that skipped a huge chunk and i was standing in the hospital with a doctor explaining to me that the survival rate for the operation my dad was about to have was12%. Two weeks later i got that phone call, and my dad was rushed to hospital. It wasn't a heart attack it was an Aortic Anurism and the next day at 3am i was being told in the hospital by the doctor about the 12% pass rate.




Pit
by Kirsten G.

I woke to a blinding light strapped to a table, the light burned my eyes. All I could see is white, then 3 tall people wearing black entered the room telling me that I was a evil being and I needed to be purged in order to live. I tried to focus on their faces, but I couldn't see their faces (they had their hoods on). Even with the bright light their faces were hidden within the black abyss of their hoods.

They brought out a syringe, it had a gold liquid in it, I laid completely still not wanting to give them the satisfaction of my screams of pain. They injected me with the gold liquid on my palm, which I thought was strange. It didn't hurt..not even when the needle pierced through my skin, I laid silently looking at the injection point, the wound caused by the needle had healed, but I suddenly felt...warm. The warmness spread from my palm to my arm to the rest of my body. It wasn't uncomfortable but it tingled. I continued to wonder what will happen when this gold liquid stopped spreading...will it hurt? I could feel it stop moving through my veins, I laid- frozen by fear of what was next. It seemed like I waited a very long time, then I suddenly felt cold- the gold liquid was freezing inside me and I couldn't help but smile because when asked if I would rather die in fire or ice I told them both, On one hand I would want the fire to burn me so it would be fast, and on the other hand I would want to perish in ice so my body will be perfectly preserved. The liquid slowly turned into ice within my body, it felt like a cold burning... and there I laid smiling and laughing to myself which made the black hooded figures upset and they injected my other palm with the same gold liquid, a beautiful mixture of the fire and ice slowly destroyed me inside and I was left as a empty shell, smiling as I died.




Living Nightmare
by Autumn Alice

When I took a nap a couple weeks ago, my dream was probably one of the oddest dreams i've had in weeks... So we [meaning my room mates and i] we were cleaning our appartment because we were having some family members over for lunch... only our home didnt look anything like our home looked like, it was completely different. but thats besides the point... when we were having lunch, our radio starting gaining static.. only i was the only one who seemed to actually notice it was happening. and the more i paid attention to it, the louder it got... and the louder it got, the more i realized that there were voices pushing through them. the voices werent english, but i could somehow interpret what they were saying... [the only shitty part about it is that i cant remember word for word..] but i know that it had something to do with how i was going to die because of the choices that i was making and the way i was thinking... then i was woken up by my room mate jumping on my bed, only when i opened my eyes she looked like a demon jumping up and and down and it scared the living shit out of me :P i know its not much of a nightmare, but it was still pretty freaky.

my dreams dont get overly detailed much, and if they did i probably wouldnt freak out that much anyways.. my dreams are all too realistic, which can make them somewhat more "scary" i suppose... just thought i'd add onto the list of nightmares :P


Demon Eyes
by Cassy

So a little while ago I had this nightmare that had me quite shaken. It was so realistic that I'm not sure if it was a dream, or if I was awake whilst it commenced. So after a night of fun with my friends, I came home, settled down and read a book for a bit. The usual before I go to bed, then I felt myself getting tired so I settled in, flicked off my light and proceeded to "sleep". A few hours later, pitch dark, I "woke" with a start because I felt my blankets get pulled off of my body, and I couldn't move. That, for most people, would have been scary enough, but no, I had a figure of a young boy standing over me. He had his hand placed on my bare hip, and I was scared for my life because I felt bad intentions in the air. He had the most evil looking eyes, they were bright amber eyes, they had a look of pure hatred and bloodlust. I couldn't move, I couldn't scream, I could barely breathe. It was horribly terrifying, because I honestly thought that I was going to die that night, and after what seemed like hours, the boy dissappeared. I couldn't sleep in that room for 2 weeks, it had me that jittered, because everytime I went in there I felt an aura of hate. That's the best I remember it, because it really stuck in my mind.




Satan's child
by Julie

I used to have this nighmare all the time. It started out with me walking in the woods with some boy I didn't know, then I heard a loud crying/screaching noise. We ran, and saw a baby, his head covered with blood, but he wasn't bleeding. We took it to my house and everyone there tries to help it. For some reason, me and the boy know the baby is Satan's son, but no one else believes us. We try to take it back to where we found it, but everyone tries to keep it away from us. Then, the baby posesses everyone but me and the boy, and everyone turns into a zombie. We try to run away, but the baby attacks me, and keeps me in a cage, and I have to watch in horror as the zombies eat the boy alive. Then, I wake up. I think it came from Child's play, idk.




A Goat Midget
by Alex W.

Not too long ago I had a nightmare, that I was sleeping and I woke up and I heard something in the hallway and I went to go check it out and It was pitch black except for the light from a window, an in that light I saw a creature's shadow that looked like a goat mixed with like..A midget. So I ran into my bedroom scared to death and just sat on my bed and a random pit of blue and purple light came from the ground and that creature appeared and I started to run into the living room and the front door was missing, and I ran to the back door passing the window from before and the backdoor was gone too, so I ran back and the window's all over the house suddenly disappeared and I turned around and the creature was there with a vile of some liquid and nudged it towards me to take it, so I took the vile and I drank the liquid and then ended up in the woods surrounded by a bunch of the midget goat things haha and I was strapped down too a table and then i woke up..:( Haha It was really weird. I tried to make it as detailed as I could remember.




Running Through the Woods
by Cassie

This is one of my most graphic dreams iv had. it starts out with me running through the woods, im in a small town iv never heard of before, searching franticly for my sister monica. i dont know why but i just have to find her. then suddenly im in the town square and a man runs up and says "hes here! hes coming!" and i look to my left and this deformed hillbilly miner thing jumps out an d just starts hacking people to bits with a pick axe. he looked like hed been in a pool of battery acid.his face was twisted and his head was horribly misshapen. he had almost no hair but what he did have was old and gray, dead looking. i still remember his psychotic laughter. its the most insane and horrifying thing iv ever heard. just by his laugh you could tell he was completely insane. i was scared. vary scared. i decided that the safest place to be was behind him where he couldn't see me. i just followed him around town as he busted open peoples skulls with his bloody pick axe. i could see everything. brains, blood, chunks of skull. vary gory shit. every time he would kill someone it would make him laugh. his laugh was just so goddamn disturbing. after a while he turned around and smiled and began his psycho chuckle. as he lifted the pick axe i woke up. what was the first thing i though wen i woke up, still in the haze of that dream? that was awesome.




Die Off the Wall
by Mason M.

my nightmare is to die just off the wall, just out of no where in a slow and painful way. i think that if you really wanted to die, it would be quick and painless. My greatest fear of dieing is being ripped apart from limp to limb in a asylum of crazy people that hate me and seeing myself die in a mirror. while crazy people are killing me and just toying with me. I would never survive in a horror movie, i would have to off my self right then and there.




Half a Soul
by KatI

guess you could call this a nightmare but a lovely one, a dream of one with half a soul: a celeb at that, the one who i can relate to and understand, the one who i'd love to meet before he or i dies, the man that made me realize that i am not alone, the one who said: "don't be like me be like you and make a difference", the one who exsploded onto the worlds stage in the early 1900's, the one whom i passion about still when i thought he was just a phase, the man who got blammed for things he did not do, like columbine shootings, A man who is unique, loving, smart, and beautiful; A guy that wants a woman in his life that will be there for him even if it's threw thicker than thinner; he is the one who could be my soul mate, he is the one who i have dreamt about...




Maniac Boyfriend
by Brittney N.

as usual i was having trouble getting to sleep so i turned on a movie called dark ride and about 40 minutes into the movie i fell asleep while i dozed off i saw a blood drenched rag over a small body. i pulled off the rag to see my baby guts lying everywhere and beside him an envelope i opended it and it said, "when you see the blood from your body, look up to the sky and pray" and wondering what who and why i looked down to see my wrists gushing blood so i prayed passed out and woke up in a bitch black room to heavy breathing on my neck. and a flash of bright light turned into a dim purple light i look over and see my boyfriend with a knife. He threatened to slit my throat. as i smashed my arm into his ribs he fell back screaming. i ran to see my mom and dad tied over a burning fire pit there clothes already burning. i heard a voice say would you let your parents live even though you know the sins they have commited or save me the one you love and tried to save you. i didnt understand if he tried to kill me how was he trying to save me? the room went dark again this time it turned into backstage at a concert the loud music pumping through my veins and i saw myself with one of the bamd memebers cheating on my bf drunk and high and my bf walking in on us and him killing me when i woke up to my baby crying




Demons Rule
by TimI

was in some post-apocalyptic world. The sky was red, the ground was pure, dry earth, with absolutely no plant life. Everybody was poor, homeless, and wearing old, dirty garments. There were no buildings, cities, factories, etc. Just a barren wasteland. Then all of the sudden, there was a huge earthquake and this giant, demon-dragon thing came up out of the ground. The demon declared itself the ruler of the whole planet. Then, for some reason, the demon was turning some of the people, including me, into certain monsters, such as one person was turned into a werewolf, another was turned into another demon, and I was turned into a vampire. Then I was biting people and drinking their blood. They didn't seem to mind, but they were also terrified of me. Then my dream ended.




Snake Bite
by Kirsten G.

In the beginging of the dream I was lying asleep in bed, I could see the sparkling and swirling of colors behind my closed eyelids, then I felt a sharp pain on my neck. I woke up to a snake biting me, striking me all over my neck, chest, arms, anywhere it could get to. My sister was in the distance laughing at it all. I didnt scream I grabbed the snakes head as it went to strike again, I tore its head off and went to my mother telling her that my sister tried to kill me with the snake, I gave her the snakes head as proof, my sister denied doing it and my mother believed her. I remember laying on the bed feeling the vemon spread inside me.

The venom tore me apart inside and out, I didnt scream I just sat there and thought about things, *why did my sister do this to me?* I continuously thought, unable to come to a conclusion. Needless to say with so many bites, and so much venom. I died. Then I opened my eyes, half expecting to be in hell, or where ever people go these days. But unfortunatly I was still alive, just in another place. People called me by a diffrent name but this body that looked like mine responded to it. In this new house I lived at, I kept having visions of a man hurting himself, he would cut himself, and he would bleed till he passed out, and each time I went to help him, he would fade into nothing.

Then there were men who lived there with me, they had fangs and enjoyed the taste of human flesh. They wouldnt eat me for some odd reason, but I stayed with them and they protected me. One day the guys were out feeding, and I just got home when I saw that man sitting there hurting himself again, when it came to the part where I go to help him like always, I blinked, and I took his place in the chair where he sat hurting himself, there was this little voice in the back of my head saying "Silly girl...why must you always do what you are told?" it sighed and laughed as I looked down at the blood pouring from my wounds *I didnt do this to myself, this isnt real...it isnt real.* I kept thinking, but no matter how hard I thought I was imagining this, I kept bleeding, the voice in my head spoke again "We will always repeat the past...no matter what, your no exception." I closed my eyes, and when I opened them I was awake.




Daddy Don't Hurt Him
by Sarah the Scarred

it was tramatic, i was only about 7 years old but i remember it pretty vividly. because it was arround the time when my parents were getting divorced. well in it, i woke up and walked downstairs and i stood in the kitchen and just stared like i was waiting for something. my little brother walks in and stands directly in front of my staring in the same direction. then my daddy walks in steering my momma by her shoulders and they stop in front of us. its quiet for a moment. then he starts talking like every thing is just like it always is. he says, "we wont have to deal with ur mom much longer." she kinda smiles and he turns her around. she has this huge kitchen knife in her back and she is bleeding. but not as much as you would expect.

my little brother just stands there starring but tears are poring from his eyes. i scream and start yelling, "daddy no! what did you do?!" then he tells me, "i did this for you. for us. for our family." then the dream skipps forword to when i go to school. im walking across my school playground going to my classroom and im like all twitchy and hoping no one talks to me or asks anything about my parrents. the before i even walk 20 feet past the gate the old, old style tealish colord convertable drives strait through the fence and stops near me. i had stopped and watched the car. well it drives up next to me and stops. there are two sketchy looking ladies in it with way too much makeup on. one yells to me. "hey, girlie! you dont have to worry about ur dad!" then the other one says, "yeah, we took care of him." so i scream at them," what do you mean, 'took care of him'?!, what did you do to my daddy?! dont hurt him!!!"

then they cackle and say, "but sweetie, we were protecting you. he hurt ur mommy." i dont even know the ladies so im convused as to why they are calling me "sweetie" and trying to "help" me. so i just look from side to side. there were kids every where watching but i was like. oh well, chanced are they already know whats going on. and i scream at the strange women, "protecting me?! now me and my brother have to go through life with no mommy or daddy! cause of you two!!!" they just say,"well its beter than living with a murderer as a father." and then i woke up drenched in sweat and was having a hard time breathing because my heart was beating so hard that it hurt.




Demon Ritual
by Kirsten M.

I was a part of a sommuning demon retual, the candles flickred at the door and the demon entered, it killed 2 other people, by obsorbing them, i was left with a hevey heart, alone in the dark in a forest on a motain




Brother From Hell
by John

My brother in-law. Scary dude with the eyes of Satan. Music I don't understand that screams of evil, death, rape and hatred. His sister's are slut's, his brother a psychopath. I'm in the room alone with him - his hatred of all things living no longer contained. Satan in him arises - I scream the name of Jesus to protect me. He recoils instinctively but realizes I have no belief in god. His claws rip the jugular from my neck - I spill all my blood onto his face. He tastes it, laughs - What member of his family will he kill next?




Buried Alive
by William

In my Dream I was awoken when someone knocked upon my Bedroom Window. This was especially disturbing as my window is around 20 feet or so above the ground. I was afraid to pull up the shade as I did not know what I would find. When I finally worked up the nerve I pulled up the shade and nearly screamed as a Dark Cloaked Figure appeared outside. Before I could pull the shade back down the window slowly opened and the figure reached through and took hold of me wrist. At this point I was too paralyzed with fear to do anything but after several minutes I realized that I would not be able to resist. The figure then pulled me through the window and we floated above the trees in to the darkness. The figure was wearing all black and was cloaked so I could not make out what they looked like. The only thing else that I was aware of was a strong disgusting sweet smell that made me won't to vomit. I was very scared and kept asking this thing where it was taking me. After a few moments I could see a very old Cemetery that we seemed to be approaching.

When we arrived there I was set down in front of a few old Grave Stones. One had my Father's name on it and a few others had the names of other Family members who had passed away over the years. One Grave Stone was only marked with dates and an open hole appeared before it. As I looked at it I heard someone in the Grave crying. As I walked near it afraid to look in I heard more crying to my left. I looked there and saw my Sister and Children all crying. I could see other family members walking from the woods towards our location. I then decided to look in the Grave and saw my Mother lying in the Grave crying. Just then someone began to throw dirt in to the grave. I started to scream that she was not Dead and kept calling her name but she never stopped crying. I tried to jump into the grave but there were then hands all over me dragging me from the grave. I kept yelling that I must save her before I suddenly woke up covered in sweat. I grabbed my phone at that point to call my Mother to make sure she was OK and was relieved to find out that she was.




The Television
by Brianna

I open my eyes with my head drooped to the ground. I look up and realize I am in the middle of a room facing a wall of white. The cold white tile, white wall room is almost blinding bright. I stand up and turn around to find the rest of the room is the same. Then again to face the wall I was originally facing. Now there is a glass wall halfway in the room. Behind the glass there are 3 televisions on each wall almost the size of each of the walls. As I watch the televisions I realize that on them were the closest friends and family I had. Then my best friend walks out of one the screens into the white room behind the glass. She cannot hear me or see me.

Then I see someone come from one of the screens dressed in all black. Like a ghost he stalks. His face hidden behind a large hooded cloak. He begins to pull out a long dagger-type from his side slowly. My best friend completly oblivious to whats going on. I scream to her but she can't hear me. I bang on the glass wall that seperates me from her but it doesn't break. Screaming through the glass she doesnt hear me but the cloaked man looks up at me and all I see is a partial figure of the bottom half of his face as he smiles in satisfaction and stabs her in the stomache. Slowly she lays there dying in front of me. He walks away grinning of his achievement into the television screen ahead of him where my family is. All I can do is watch as he repeats his horrific act again on my closest family. Like a ghost in the night he stalks and kills smiling his antagonizing grin.

I cry and scream, bang and shout but nothing and nobody hears me. Finally seeing his angry eyes and wicked smile he walks tword me. I walk backwards to keep the distance even though the glass seems unbreakable. Then he reaches the glass wall and stops, staring at me still grinning. Mocking me with his eyes he walks through the glass like it was never there. He continues to creep slowly I realize I cannot walk back any further because I have backed all the way up to the wall. My knees grow weak and collaps underneath me and I fall to the ground. His cold hands grab the back of my neck and whispers something I cannot understand in an almost angry voice. Then a flowing pain of red falls from my stomache and tears fall from my eyes. My vision goes blurry from the tears and I can no longer see anything. Then all goes black and I wake up my eyes full of tears and depressed.




On My Hands and Knees
by Kirsten G.

When I opened my eyes in my dream I was in a large room, it was bright, but I was locked in. I was hurt and bruised. And a man came in, the way he looked and his posture and the way he spoke to me, I knew he wanted to kill me. He slowly circled the room from the door, so I circled and moved like he was, hopefully to get to the door, He kept coming closer and closer, when he reached me he grabbed my hair I was screaming and kicking, I managed to kick his legs out from under him when he fell I ran trying to reach the door Before I could get to the door I felt a sharp pain in my ribs I looked down and I was bleeding out of my ribs, he threw a knife at me, that's what nicked me, So I continued to run but when i got near the door he was there he grabbed my wrist he was holding is very very hard, I felt like my skin was bruised just by his touch. Then he bent my hand back till the bone came through the skin, I remember screaming, it hurt alot.

I was trying to fight back desperately somehow he broke my leg when i went to turn to run But I knocked him down again and started to run again, And he was there again, this time i broke his wrist and kicked him in the groins I finally got out, somehow I was running even with my broken leg. When I got out I was by my pond at my house, I don't know how, but I was. And by the pond I saw this beautiful white haired girl, she looked like an angel without wings She was walking without looking at me, INTO the pond. I stopped her so she wouldn't kill herself, Even though before I saved her she acted like she didn't notice me at all. When I saved her a woman came out of nowhere she had long pitch black hair, pale pale skin and black eyes, She thanked me for saving her child. I didn't know how this beautiful bright angel girl could belong to this dark evil looking woman, But the child went and jumped into her arms and she held her, so i let her go to her, I said your welcome, then passed out. From blood loss probably.

When I woke up I was in a room I didn't recognize Then someone came into the room I knew them in my dream I guess family or something, And I knew I was at home, I was half naked in my bed, bandaged and stitched I was worse off than I thought Then the woman asked me what happened to me, I told her my story and that the last place I was, was at the pond she said she found me on the porch. I told her everything, about the little girl the woman and the man everything She said I was probably imagining it, that it was from the blood loss She laughed at me and then the man who tried to kill me came into the room and she told him the story I just told her, his wrist was still broke, I said That is him he tried to kill me! See his hand is broke I broke it! They both laughed at me, and the man said he broke his hand falling down The guy said I was hurting myself to get attention the woman said that he was right I started to cry Then my mother and father came home and saw me messed up

They asked what happened I told them the story and my mother and father said "That is kind of ridiculous who would want to kill you?" Then the man and woman came out and said I was hurting myself for attention Then my mom said that it sounded true I curled into a little ball and started rocking back and forth saying he tried to kill me he tried to kill me and I felt like I was going insane no one would believe me Then I went into the kitchen and there were two windows, one right above the sink, And one of the wall left of the sink I looked through the window on the left the white hair angel girl was there it was close to the edge of a cliff she was walking close to the edge, I tried to call out to her but she walked off of it, I gasped and started to cry But the girl reappeared, she looked back at me and grinned, I nearly fell over, I thought I was finally losing my mind.

I looked out the window above the sink, and there she was again, by the pond walking to the water to drown again, then before she took the step that would make her fall into the water she looked backed and grinned again I looked frantically from one window to another she was there in both of the windows Just repetitively killing herself, I went outside and it went from day to night and the pitch black haired woman was there, I heard a cry, it was my nephew, I went into the darkness searching for him and a womans voice kept taunting me "You would do anything to save him right? You would walk into the darkness for him?" I walked around and finally found my nephew, but as I grabbed him and ran to the porch, He disappeared into a black smoke, He wasn't really there I looked out to where the woman was There were 5 women and 8 men The women were beautiful like her, deathly pale, but somehow less beautiful than her, and the men had hair to their shoulders dark hair, and deathly pale I asked her about the little girl, she said whoever saw that little girl was the woman's, and when that person died, she would eat their soul Unless she deemed them worthy to keep.

"To keep?" I said, then she looked around at her companions She said I may be worthy of keeping, I asked her if she was a vampire (that was the only thing I could think of at the time!) and all of them laughed in unison, and stopped at the same time She said "No im not a vampire, but I am dead, Im more of a dark remembrance" Then I asked about the girl, she said that it was her innocence and purity that took a form of its own when she was killed But when she died, her soul didn't move on, it rose from the shadows, and she was "Alive" again I asked her how she died, she started to rub her head on both sides like someone does when they concentrate, while she did that a ball of light formed between her hands when the ball was was about the size of a basketball, one of the men tapped her shoulder and she gave me the ball as she passed by me. When the ball touched my hands I saw it play out in my head She was young, Her skin was tan, and her hair was a beautiful light brown color. She was in a store talking to people I couldn't make out the conversation, then 2 men came in one killed one of the people she was talking to by throwing a knife the other grabbed her, broke her wrists then the other man came over and stabbed her till her body was limp her blood covered the floor she was dead, after the scene played in my head, I came back to myself, and I fell down on my hands and knees and cried Then I woke up.




Plane Crash
by Rob

i was going on a airplane somewere, i dont know where. then the plane crashed on an island. it was very dark.like pitch black, i couldn't see anything at all. i was walkin along the beach till i seen a cave or shelter to sleep in. i woke breathing heavliy for some reason. then i seen black fog...not smoke..but fog moving around making this scream the was really loud..it hurt my ears then i woke up all sweaty.




The Warehouse
by Gabriel

This is probably the MOST detailed dreams I've ever had, it was around a very bad part in my life which I'm thankfully through with...well it started out in a warehouse and i was sitting down on some sort of bench in the corner looking down at my hands, i was wearing latex gloves and they where drenched in blood, i was holding a knife in my hand and that too had blood on it, i got up and closed a door that inside had a giant bloody mess, it was insane, and then it kinda teleported to me getting paid or something and then i saw a friend holding a shovel smiling and then it went blank, and i felt confined and i realized i was in a coffin being buried alive, i could hear the dirt showering the coffin and no matter how hard i would hit it it wouldn't budge, i screamed and kicked but all my efforts where futile up until the point i finally realized that this was it, i was fucked, even within the dream you feel that horrible sense of agony of just awaiting the inevitable. well i took almost like a last gasp and woke up drenched in sweat, my arms where sore and i was exhausted like i had ran a mile, it was horrible, the vividness of it, that horrible feeling of helplessness, well yea that was it my most fucked up nightmare...so far




Wolves
by Jannel

So It Starts Off With Me In This Forest Late At Night, No Ones Around That I Know Of, I Start Walking Around And Hear The Screaming Of Little Kids,I Run Around Trying To Find Where The Screams Are Coming From, I Finally Come To This Clearing, Seeing A Small Group Of Children Huddled Together Crying. I Start Walking Towards Them,Then Stop Seeing What Their Afraid Of,A Huge Pack Of Wolves, Eating A Small Child,I Freeze And Then Make A Run For The Kids,I Get To Them And Tell Them To Run As Fast As They Can Ahead Of Me, A Carry A Few In My Arms And Start To Run,The Packs Leader Head Snaps Up And Growls At Me,And Then I Run Around Trying To Protect These Children I Don't Even Know For Awhile,The Wolves Keep On Trying To Kill Us, We Come To This Old Abandoned House And I Tell The Kids To Get Inside The House And Hide While I Hold Off The Wolves. We End Up Hiding In A Closet,The Wolves Find Us And Claw Their Way Through The Door And Eat A Few More Kids. And Thats About It I Guess. Stupid Wolves Always Managed To Find Us Where ever we hid




Floating Soul
by Kamal

This is the worst and most frightening dream I have ever had in my life never saw it again but it has changed my life forever it felt so real until I woke up I saw my dead body in the grave as if I am a floating soul around it but both my dead body and soul are trapped in the grave it was so dark and was terrified I was constantly crying, screaming and shouting I was begging and praying to god to give me a second chance back to life and promising to be a better person I was knocking the sealing of the grave trying to get out but could not. watching my dead body from the soul perspective was very scary. I was afraid of what is going to be after that, am I going to hell!!! I was stuck in this nightmare for god know how long until I suddenly jumped off the bed and was breathing heavily I just could not believe that it was a nightmare and started crying because it felt so real then I thanked god for giving me a second chance. I had nothing to influence this nightmare, it came out of no where just as real death can be!




Marauders
by Lance

I'm living in an old farmhouse with my mother. A Charles Manson type gang invades our home. I guess other people were sleeping in the house too; I hear them scream as they're murdered. I lay stone-still in my bed, playing possum. My bedroom door is kicked open; I hear a female voice: "Shit, somebody musta got to him already--he's dead." Door slams shut. Then I hear them in my mother's bedroom--right next door! She calls out my name, but I'm still playing possum. I hear laughter. Then my bedroom door is kicked open again. Someone physically grabs me and rolls me over. My eyes pop open. A hideous female face above me cackles. "Hey, I think we got a contender here!" Everything happens so fast--people come in and drag me out of bed and haul me down outside and push me into the back of a van.

I'm rolling around in the back of the van, fast curves, etc., and everyone's laughing and smoking crack pipes. The van stops. I'm dragged outside; I see dark figures running into another farm house. I hear screams. Then someone picks me up and carries me over their shoulder like a goddamn caveman. I'm set down in a bedroom. An old lady lies on the bed. Her chest is ripped open. Everyone's laughing and taunting me. A female voice yells, "There it is--eat it!" A hand slips up behind my head and shoves my face down into the chest cavity--and I wake up. I'm in my real bed, facing the wall, and I'm afraid to breathe--I believe these marauders are really in my apartment; eyes squeezed shut, I finally fall asleep. I wake up with the worst neck ache of my life. I've only told this story to two people: My wife, and another girl I wanted to make love to, but it didn't work out.




Emptiness
by Elizabeth Bitchwolf

I was running through the black emptyness. Where were no oxygen,no light, no walls and no floor. I was running through it and I felt freezing cold. Then I saw white rectangular, so far away.It was a mirror. I came closer and saw that there's no my reflection in the mirror,there was only ugly metallic child that screamed loud. I woke up because I was screaming.




Deaf to Death
by John Jones

I am a avid muso. Music is my life- its what I live and breathe. I wake up and find my pillow is covered in something wet and sticky. I quickly discover that it is blood flowing from my ears. I yell for help but I cannot hear my own voice- I am deaf. As i attempt to regain my composure I realise that someone should have heard my yell- am I mute aswell? I attempt to stand and stumble due to the boodloss suffered from my bleeding ears. I open the door to discover a long corridor made of amps that ended with a window. They are all turned on full, "That explains why nobody heard me" I think as i walk along the corridor I can feel the bass through my body but I cannot hear the music that should accompany it. Realising I would be like this forever, unable to hear the music that gave my life meaning, I throw myself out of the window and fall for what seems a eternity before crashing into the pavement below. As I lie dying, broken and bloody, inches from death, I realise I can hear again as the darkness closes in.




Blood Collection
by Gothic Tonka

I am walking through a melbourne city, covered in blood from god know what, running and watching windows, looking for something or someone, then i pull i sword from nowhere and start chopping people's heads off and dismembering them and collecting blood from each person. Then out of no where there's a group of people with guns in front of me, they all shoot at once till they run out of bullets but none hit me. After that they all run and i hunt them down one by one with my sword first by chopping digits off, burning them with a blow torch and then i dismember them and still collecting blood. Once they are dismembered i be head them in a medievel fashion and the 'cooked' meat i give to the homeless. I then wake up




Egyptian Terror
by Karina

The scene played out showing an enormous library, with jewels and a sarcophagus of a woman who was of great importance. There were thick walls, that seemed to have chunks cut out for many little "paths" to head to the next hallway with another column of walls looking the same as the others, creating a little path between the hallway and the royal library. A gruesome ghoul dragging an ancient looking weapon that resembled a pic-ax. There was a dead, bleeding man in the small little pathway between the library and hallway, and other people running. A girl (me, though it takes place years from now), was hiding in the shadows of one of the pillars on the next collumn, clutching a crucifix tightly to her chest as the deadly super-natural demon chased the other treasure hunters in the chamber. This was not Cleopatra's tomb, it was her library. after the ghoul had grabbed hold of the man who tripped, it somehow devoured him, soul and all though it had no mouth.

I ran while it was distracted, but it still hadn't seen me. my lack of balance was inevident at the moment, my footsteps silent and swift for the first time in my life. the ghoul was chasing after the others, luckily for me, this was karma, delivering the payment for all the people they had deceived and stolen from throughout their lives. I was almost out when it veered around the corner. this was hours after our most horrific discovery unfolded. the ghoul was almost like a white blob, it hovered over the ground, yet had no mouth. had eyes only slightly darker than it's ghoulish form. the pick-ax look even more terrifying and rusted up close. it had the shape like a long, horrifying spud, no matter how lame it sounded. it was the most terrifying sight, and moment of my short life. everything after that faded to white and my future is unknown. the nightmare ended with that fade of light. this was the scariest thing I had ever had as a dream. honestly, it was the most gory, horrific and paralyzing nightmare I have ever had. I've been thinking about Cleopatra and Egypt for a long while and obviously it's not the best thing to have on your brain for months on end




Tearing My Flesh
by Lexii G.

Lying on the wood's autumns ground i see red slowly i lift my hands to my eyes to my lips i bring my hand only to taste blood screaming i try to wipe the blood from my eyes. theres something watching me a demon. from the shadows he stalks me waiting for my next move, always ready. i try to walk but i find my legs paralyzed. theres a huge flash of lightning, then a loud burst of thunder, my vision clears. though its soon quickly filled with the menacing grin of a demon, his gnarled teeth curled with the contour of his mouth. his razor sharp claws dripped with the blood of a dove he ran a claw down my cheek gashing my face and leaving blood flowing at a steady pace then everything went black and mirrors erected all around above and below me and (the demon) Hedon.

He bent down to kiss me tearing the flesh of my bottom lip and the room roared with white than sank to black then the room melted back to reality and looking in the mirrors around me i saw my clothing change into a living dripping swirling blood dress, and Hedon turned to me and stared as though drinking in the sight of me my teeth crooked and my k9's sharpened and lengthened as my eyes swirled to black. limbs twisted into the mirrors and outstretched from their dimension to mine i had no idea what was going on so i grabbed onto Hedon like a lover who could offer comfort and warmth a white glow emanated from our gut then blasting through the air and i awoke in a room i had never seen before on a white marble gown still in the same blood dress and hedon sprawled out across the room from me just awakening himself we stared at each other and then he pounced on me ripping my dress screaming an inaudible demonic language

He scratched at me until the shadows pulled him into their own realm and as i went to escape a mirror appeared in front of me in iridescent brilliance and then a bloody claw yanked me through i could feel fangs and claws groping my naked flesh tearing my skin further drinking the wine of my heart then the glow of death made the beasts recoil in fear leaving me on cold floor, naked. it touched my face and my insides boiled and my piercing scream shattered him, the beasts king more vampire than human came to me first seductively then bit my neck with harsh cruelty like a cannibal ripping my flesh apart and as i bled to my death he read my his soul, my life, my death---my nightmare. then i awoke. to find my room pure white. i hear my mother calling out that breakfast is ready and then i merrily race down to see her putting steaming eggs on a plate and siding it with bacon and hand squeezed orange juice. as i sit down and start to eat her features melt and contours as she rushes to pounce on my and rip off my face with her teeth tearing my flesh with her claws at the same time. then i awoke..for real.




Electric Chair
by Mark N.

I was in an electric chair on its highest voltage with my eyes stitched open so that I can not close my eyes in a room full of televisions playing the worst moments of my life nonstop.




Mirrors
by Holly

I was in a room where all of the walls had huge mirrors on them and there were deformed faces snarling at me and smling crookedly and twisted hands reaching out to grab me. I ran out the room and went up these stairs to another room which had a cradle in it and I looked in the cradle to see a baby with a gash in its face. It was smiling at me with horrible mangled teeth and I ran out the room. When I got back to the other room there were two people there and they told me not to be scared,I sat on the bed and watched the mirrors. The mirrors began to melt and these deformed figures came right towards me and started grabbing my hair and limbs, like they were trying to tear me apart, then I woke up.




The Glass Doll
by Barry C.

I had a dream about a glass doll who sat in the window of a room laughing at the moon,the doll scratched my name in the window pane,the glass doll planted glass flowers and the fragrane invaded the dolls glass dreams,in the dolls head i could see my final hours in the dolls glass dreams,in another room the doll rocked back and forth in a rocking chair,the glass doll slept on my grave-her glass friends laid wreaths and smashed with the frenzied winds that blew.




The Disemboweling Demon
by Thomas C.

i was riding a bike down a really fall scened road. everything was yellow red brown umber. as i began to pedal fast i noticed a lose feeling in my right shoe.the wind began picking up and the sky turned black another. i could here my hair whistling against the ruff wind. before i new it a tugging feeling at my right leg then a long black arm with dripping red pointed fingers grabbed my leg and pulled me down onto the ground. i teared at my neck and my face. its face looked much of that like a demons but it had a odd grin like it knew i was helpless on its face as it clawed at me. finally i got up and i started to run but then i fell then noticing that the demon had cut off my leg from the knee down. i started to scream yet i knew none would hear my cries. the demon reaped closer moving in a hovering motion with a mist underneath it.

it was in a black hooded cloak with ripped bottoms. and it held a sickle. it teleported next to me and bent down to say in a demonic and gruesome voice " im going to claw your heart out and make you drink the blood, i will make you have a long painful death to let you think of how much your life is such a pointless wreck heap pile of insignificant shit. you will die now". as it came near it took its sickle and made a large deep cut above my heart. it felt like the steel of the blade was white hot and i could see steam from my wound. he put his hand near the cut and slipped his hand into it and instantly ripped out my heart. he then slit my throat. my blood was black and it tasted like red wine and vodka. he then just turned away and dissapeared then my sight went blurry and then i died.

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