RE: Share Your Weird Dreams
May 31, 2017 at 9:18 pm
(This post was last modified: May 31, 2017 at 9:22 pm by Shell B.)
(May 31, 2017 at 5:41 pm)zebo-the-fat Wrote: I think the strangest dream I remember was as a kid (about 8 or 9 years old I think) it involved me being chased upstairs by an angry christmas tree! Wtf was that about??
If it wasn't that long ago, I'd say you watched too much Doctor Who.
(May 31, 2017 at 6:05 pm)J a c k Wrote: As a kid I had a recurring dream that my parents, my sister and I were taking a stroll and left my little brother back home. I kept telling my mom to go back and get him, but she said he was sleeping. My sister was holding my mom's hand tight and I was walking on the other side of the street when I got bit by something. Just then we heard an explosion. It was our house with my brother in it. Everyone froze looking at the explosion and I ran all the way back home. I'd always wake up crying and wanting to hug my brother. Sucky dream.
I also had a dream once that I was carrying a baby at a grocery store, when I dropped her and she turned into rice when she hit the floor.
I used to have dreams like that about my little brother and sister.
(May 31, 2017 at 6:37 pm)Khemikal Wrote: Jesus christ shell, shut the door before vorlon hears you.......
I once dreamt that I was a strangling fog attacking joggers on a beautiful gold cost morning.
I honestly don't have the faintest how to read that.
Were you strangling fog-attacking joggers?
Were you strangling fog while attacking joggers?
Were strangling fog that was attacking joggers?
(May 31, 2017 at 6:44 pm)The Valkyrie Wrote: for years I've been having the same recurring dream.
I own a big house (multiple levels, etc.), but there's always a part of it that's in ruins.
There's also always a secret crawlspace from an upstairs bedroom closet to somewhere else, seemingly random, in the house.
That's pretty cool. I grew up in a really old house, so I have weird house dreams too. I sometimes dream that I live in the house I grew up in again and that it's falling apart. (It kind of was when I lived there, but this is worse.) I try to convince everyone that it isn't safe, but we all keep squatting there like weirdos.
