A diary to be used by all... The Nightmare Diary 2
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#1: A diary to be used by all... The Nightmare Diary 2 Author: Svenshinhan PostPosted: Tue 07 Oct, 2008
<mod>this is part 2 ... for more nightmares read A diary to be used by all... The Nightmare Diary 1 scared </mod>

I don't really remember the last time I had a nightmare (a long time ago), but I have a "trick" that always gets me out of them.

When a dream turns into a nightmare and I start to panic, there is a sort of magic technique that I use in the dream to exit said dream and wake up. I've called it X-cancel, because I cross my index fingers and yell out "cancel!" to interrupt the dream and wake up. But when I use the trick, it's not because I know it's a dream. It's just an act of desperation that I only use in dreams and I just sort of hope it'll get me out of a tight spot. So far it hasn't failed (at least not that I remember).

So, subconsciously I know I'm dreaming (otherwise I wouldn't try to X-cancel it), but I've never actually realized I was dreaming like I do when I become lucid in a normal dream.

The last time I had a nightmare was almost a year ago, though, so I haven't used it in a long time. I wonder where I got the idea in the first place?

#2:  Author: Irene Caffeine PostPosted: Fri 10 Oct, 2008
Svenshinhan, if you do start having nightmares again and are about to use that technique, try to turn it into a habit to do an RC right before. smile Just an idea.

I've been having nightmares every night for a couple weeks now, but before this started I hadn't had a nightmare in months. Last night's was short, but I was still scared when I woke up and decided to get up and distract myself for a couple hours before I went back to bed just to be sure I wouldn't re-enter the dream. (I'm kind of kicking myself now for not going back right away and trying to become lucid instead!)

In the dream, I left my room and it was pitch black in the hallway (as it always is in the middle of the night). I walked to my bathroom to get something-- I don't remember what I needed, I just knew at the time that there was something I should grab in there-- and just as I was reaching to pick the object up a huge freaking demon-zombie-ghost hand thing slapped down on top of mine. It was MASSIVE and really warm, but it wasn't connected to a body. I grabbed whatever it was off of the counter in there and ran back into the hallway. I heard something behind me, like footsteps or something, and then 'it' laughed. I was confused and it was way too dark in the hallway for me to see where I was going so I kind of just gave up. I just stopped moving, and fell to the ground. (*accepts defeat* tounge2) Then I woke up.

Weird dream, but not nearly as bad as the ones I've been having. I'll post back here if I have another one tonight... which I hopefully won't!

Anybody have tips on how to avoid nightmares? I can never seem to get lucid in mine anymore.

#3:  Author: Winter Depths PostPosted: Fri 24 Oct, 2008
This nightmare is really old and from when I was like six. it's not in my DJ. wink I have it written down in my old journal. It is really messy first-grader handwriting ^^ . Ahh..the memories. Anyways..Here the dream.
(obviously the writing doesn't have this much detail, but this is party from memory too.)I am standing on a cement path. Everything has a small yellow glow. Petals fall from a tree overhead. I am feeling really peaceful. I walk down the pathway. I realize I am back In California, where I used to live. I start to cry because I miss it so much. A man walks down the road. He says something to me. I don't really remember what he said and the page I wrote when I was little doesn't say etheir. He takes my hand and Leads me down a road. He starts laughing at me. whatsthat
He leads me to a fence. Everything doesn't seem to have the yellowish peaceful glow anymore. I hear shouts. The man runs away from me. The fence is broken down by a man and two dogs. (The writing says "cory dogs" so I'm guessing they were collies because that's what I called collies back then...)
I start running. I don't go fast at all. I see the man down the road. but I am going too slow to catch up with him. I start to slow down. I try to run faster but I just slow to a near stop. For some reason the dogs havent reached me etheir.
I feel something wet on my head. I look up and see cloudss and rain coming down.
The dogs whine and run away. The man with the dogs disappears. I try to walk but I can move. I sit down and start crying. The man comes running back to me. He has a newspaper over his head. He reaches down and grabs my hand. "Grab my hand!", He cries. I look down and see I'm on the edge of a cliff! He pulls me up. "You almo-!", He starts but then he stops. He falls on the ground. I look and there is blood on the ground. A tall man is standing there. He is wearing all black. "scratch.", He says as he pushes me off the cliff.

I don't need writing to remember this feeling. Sheer fear racked through my body. The sensation of falling felt all too real. I was about to hit the ground when I woke up with a jerk. I had tears on my face. I told my mom and she told me to write about it so if I ever had that dream again, I would know it was only a dream, and wake up.

#4:  Author: Mew151 PostPosted: Tue 11 Nov, 2008
This wasn't a 'nightmare', but more of a extremely startling dream.

There is a group of cartoon people. I don''t know what they look like, but suddenly, a loud buzzing sound starts. I wake up.

#5:  Author: Mew151 PostPosted: Fri 23 Jan, 2009
Actually a real nightmare! woo

Act of Murder

I am in a white room. Many people from my classes are with me. MM is standing beside me. We hear gunshots from a room nearby. overspannen K has a gun! eek2 eek2 eek2 Everything turns into chaos. People are dying everywhere. M and I continue dodging bullets. E is with us. There are now two "teams." The blue team, trying despritly to survive, and the red team, killing everyone. M and E join the red team, but they are just traitors. The red team finds out about E, and they end up shooting and killing E. M and I escape, luckily unharmed.
I'm walking home. I think about what happened earlier. I wonder what the afterlife is like. I find out that people nextdoor had been killed by the recent shootings. I found out that L and the shooter, K have died. I celebrate that L has died, but I'm also sad, too. My mother says, "Too bad we never got a chance to say goodbye..." whatsthat The next day, almost everyone in my first class has survived. One person has a bucket, so I assumed he had nausea. The teacher didn't know about the shootings that happened the previous day. M and I tell the story of our narrow escape. For the rest of the day, we play board games, because of all the deaths. One of the board games doesn't work.

Also the same night:

Act of Murder - Revisited

I'm standing in front of my schoo. I'm a few feet away from K! help! eek2 help! She doesn't see me, however. She's aiming straight at Lu and T, a little more than a foot away from her. I run away. I suddenly here two loud bangs. I know that two of my friends are dead, but I keep on running. I sprint towards the busses. I try to find my bus, but every single bus just happened to be a substitute bus. I helplessly try to find my bus. I finally find it. I get on it, and tell MC about how I escaped K. I told him about the two booms, and that T and Lu are now dead.

#6:  Author: Lucid rad PostPosted: Wed 04 Mar, 2009
I wouldn't say I had a nightmare last night, but it wasn't pleasant.

I was at some spooky mansion walking around and they didn't want me there so they summoned this big lurch-looking guy (you know, Addams family) and he had this long thin knife. I knew what he was going to do with it, but I wasn't scared and I didn't try to stop him. I turned my back on him and he ran me through with it. It was kind of painful but I remained silent even as he dragged it though me in a horizontal motion. The worst part of these dying dreams for me is this feeling I get in my throat. I first felt it when I allowed myself to be shot in the heart by a DC a few months ago. Basically it feels like vomit welling up your throat and into your mouth without any spasms. I guess it's blood or something. Then a few seconds later everything fades to black.

I am basically always lucid during normal dreams now, and I only make minor adjustments when appropriate. This time though I guess I wanted to find out what it would feel like or something. I don't think I need to repeat the experience though, it was kind of disturbing.

#7:  Author: Myotis PostPosted: Sun 08 Mar, 2009
This is a nightmare I used to have on a yearly basis, but I don't think I've had it for a long time now. I want to begin by saying that what a lot of other people call nightmares are actually just fun dreams for me...monsters are usually nice to me in my dreams, a lot more than most people. However, I have nightmares frequently, and I call them that as they do what they are known for- leaving me absolutely frightened and terrified afterward.

This particular nightmare always goes the same way. I'm standing in the middle of a forest, and everyone in my family(including people I don't recognize, but for some reason I think they're related to me) is just sort of roaming around like they're socializing, but they aren't saying anything. They just wander around, expressionless. I try to talk to them, but they ignore me...which is not unlike real life for me. I start getting some horribly oppressive feeling, and when I turn to where it's coming from, I see a younger version of myself. He's much thinner and his hair's a bit shorter. He's paper-white and his hair's the same color. He's just standing there, glaring at me. However, it isn't an angry glare...he looks completely disgusted with me. He always says something I don't understand, and then vanishes. After he's gone, everyone suddenly pays attention to me. Only, they're all twisted. They aren't right at all. They always have too many of something, like three arms and five legs, or one too many eyes, or not enough of something. Like missing heads or bodies. I realize that the more messed-up ones are family members that have died a long time ago. They all start to converge upon me, and I just start wanting to cry. At that point, I wake up, gasping for breath and hearing and feeling my heart beating madly.

The first time this happened, I thought I saw the creatures from my dreams in the real world, and couldn't do anything without getting jumpy.

#8:  Author: Chewie PostPosted: Mon 09 Mar, 2009
I only call this one a nightmare as most people would be afraid in the dream i was more pissed off than anything. I was being chased by Chuky the killer doll throughout NYC. No matter how hard i tried he was always like 10 feet behind me, but at the same time i did get farther away from him. He was also carrying a butcher knife that kept changing in size from 6 inches to like 10 feet. finally on the roof of a building i trip he stands "over" me ready to stab me when i kick him pick up the knife. I am about to go mike myers on him and I wake up.

i was so mad that i didnt get the chance to own him.

#9: Mr. GWYNN Author: damnpamn PostPosted: Sat 21 Mar, 2009
I was in the abandoned East End Junior High School with friends looking for clues to a murder. My friends sat down to talk and I went to find a private place to use the bathroom. Just as I sat down I saw a man in the shadows.

I challenged him and he stepped forward. He was absolutely gorgeous (Barry Gibb type man) and oozing charm. As he walked forward I knew immediately he was the murderer. He was talking and smiling as he made his way toward me and it was everything I could do to resist his charm.

I kept manuvering to get away as I was trying to resist his magnetism at the same time. It was hypnotic and took all my strength to do so. As he came closer I picked up a ladder and started clumsily swinging it to keep him away. He kept getting closer because I couldn't remember to be afraid of him.

Just when I was at the door and hoping I would make it out and not be a mangled mess like his other victims he reached for me and I knew I wouldn't make it out and I started to scream "NOOOOOO!". The scream was out loud and woke me up.

analysis: The hypnotic part of the dream was interesting. I have never experienced that before.
The name Mr. GWYNN was in my head when I woke up. I have noticed that if I write in my dreams that these letters keep coming up. WYNMIKLV They are all angular letters and I always use capitals.
I do remember trying to draw smiley's in the dream when I was talking with my friends. The marker kept running out of ink.

#10:  Author: tyrael PostPosted: Sat 21 Mar, 2009
Expect more in here. Most of my dreams are nightmares, I just can't always remember them.
The Most Horrific Thing I Have Ever Seen
I fall asleep when I am dreaming, have a FA, and look up, only to see the most horrifying thing I have ever witnessed. Above my bed, attached to the ceiling, and starting down at me, is what I believed to be the Devil himself visiting me. This thing is impossible to describe. It was a Bear's head, the legs of a jackal, arms with huge clawlike things on them, and the body of a minotaur. All topped off with a pair of peircing dark-red eyes that, even when I think of them, still scare me.


Nazis, War, Some Dogs, and A Fort - ND
I am walking casually on a side walk, when all of the sudden I run for my life from these random nazis. nuu They are drafting the whole neighborhood. I run into some friends of mine, and we talk to each other about what is happening. I go in to get something to fight with, when I come back they are gone. I go looking for them, making sure to take the back alleys. I see a checkpoint up ahead, with big dogs, and 2 or 3 nazi troops. I quickly run to a fort. And for some reason there is a random six flags sign. I keep going, the fort is just ahead. I run through it, and they all spot me. I run up a ladder, and bolt off the side of a wall on it. I run into a nearby house, only to find a random person with 12 dogs attached to one leesh. They are random dogs, all barking at me though, all wanting nothing other than to eat me alive. But then, as all seemed lost, because the nazis were coming. I suddenly pet the dogs, they all stop. I then wake up.

#11:  Author: 1wthWings PostPosted: Mon 30 Mar, 2009
dogg wrote:
one nithmare i had was were i was in my bed and i fell asleep then i was in this dream world were theres water jungles just eerything and i had to collect thies stones to get bak to RL then i got the stones i woke up in my bed agoan (in the dream) my mom was vacumming i went back to bed that night ( like i skiped th entire day) then i did the same thing but it was like a movie and i was swinging uderwater and droped my bag of stones it zoomed in on the stones like impliyng i couldnt get back but then i found the golden stone which ment i couldnt get back to this place if i used it, so i grabed a rock and a stick in each hand and used the stone i woke up to find my hand had turned into stone and my other hand had turned into a tree. then i really woke up whatsthat

whats funny about this dream. is i had it when i was like 4-5 and i still remember it in great detail. i can remember at least 3 nightmares i have had.
and i get like 2 images when i try to remember dreams that long ago. 1 is a dinosaur in toilet (ahaha ya i know) and the other is. constantly jumping throught a window (like 50 times in 1 dream)
p.s this is dogg

#12:  Author: matt94 PostPosted: Wed 01 Apr, 2009
I had a nightmare that i was playing hide-and-go seek in a giant house that i had never seen before, and whenever i would find somebody they would be either dead or unconcious i don't know which, but it was when i was younger havent had it in a long time.

#13:  Author: Johnny Tambourine PostPosted: Wed 01 Apr, 2009
I haven't had a nightmare in so many years...the only nightmare I can even remember was over 5 years ago.

My older brother's friend brought over the games Resident Evil: Director's Cut and Resident Evil 3 when I was like 10 and I felt like watching them play it. They were playing it at like 1 in the morning so I was really tired and watching them play survival horror games. When I fell asleep I had a nightmare where I was in the city being attacked by zombies and stuff. I remember finding the mansion from the first game and hiding in there. I don't really remember details, but I remember something about me jumping over platforms. The horrible voice acting was not included with my dream

#14:  Author: Myspic PostPosted: Wed 01 Apr, 2009
My nightmares rarely have any "normal" nightmarish topics in them (e.g. death or physical/mental harm). In fact, they rarely have anything understandable at all. My nightmares are usually reminiscent of Eraserhead.

Although I can't remember many of them, one involved children turning into half-human worms and infesting large pieces of technology (such as vending machines) as a result of watching a TV program broadcasted by an evil company.

I have a strange feeling that my subconscious was trying to make some sort of point about TV's desensitizing effects, but it was sort of lost on me. neutral

#15:  Author: Circus of Values PostPosted: Fri 10 Apr, 2009
I had a horrible recurring nightmare that plagued me for a month or two...absolutely horrific. To me, at least. It happened at least once every two weeks, and I had the dream at least 6 times.

I am standing in my house...no, wait, it just feels like it. Everything is cast in shadow, and instead of open space, everything is a hallway. Everything is also wooden, and barren of any color. Standing downstairs, I suddenly hear a scream from upstairs. Knowing it is my sister, but not knowing what has happened, I ran upstairs as fast as I could. The second I entered the room, I could see that a vampire (vampires seem to be recurring in my nightmares...I don't THINK I'm scared of them, though) had slit her throat. Looking at me, it hissed "My family will kill yours." Suddenly, he melted into a puddle of black, gooey...stuff. Impossible to describe, but horrifying in and of itself. Knowing that ultimately, I would need to defend my family against the immortal, I sit down and think....However, I just remembered that my parents were sleeping in their room alone, downstairs. I hear something moving in the darkness. Sprinting downstairs, I get in just fast enough to see my dad in his death throes. Screaming, I tear at the sheets. Every time I try to save someone, I arrive too late. Again... I remember my little sister, alone upstairs. I run to the stairs, but as I get close, the hallway lengthens, my vision doubles, and I find myself tired and dizzy. I hear my sister scream. Then, the shadows begin to move towards me.

It terrified me.

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