Dreams are odd things that in which things can happen which are more blood curdling than anything in real life. Share a dream that you have had that is like this.
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When I was a child I frequently had this nightmare that my parents would leave me with this old lady. The old lady when my parents were there at the house looked like a sweet grandmother who was obsessed with cats. She wore a red and white floral print dress and lived in an old victorian house. Anyways, when they left she changed. Her dress turned tattered and blood-stained. She would always try to kill me in different ways every time I had the dream (I had a rather violent imagination.) When I was eleven, (not part of the dream anymore) Me and my friends were walking around town and we stumbled upon an old house that had been transformed into a cafe. I immediately knew something was wrong and didn't want to go inside. My friends just laughed and of course, I had to tag along. When we entered, the old lady at the front desk wore a red and white dress and a few paintings of cats were on the wall. I ran like the wind out of that place. I never had the dream of the lady again after that incident.
I remember a nightmare were I had died. I didn't die in the dream but was dead all along. The worst part was being able to perceive my surrounding as something ghost-like and to see my grieving friends and family. And the horrid feeling that I had no chance to say goodbye. I never felt so devastated after waking up.
I had a dream where I heard a sound in the night a d opened my closet to see what it was. I saw a boy standing there that looked like a toy I had had. He just stared at me. The creepy thing was how detailed my room and closet was in the dream
I literally just had a dream that there was a 3 year old serial killer in my house. He killed one of my friends and was now trying to kill the rest of us and we had to hold down this little kid and call the police. It was like Ted Bundy mixed with Chucky.
Started out as a news report: “____has gone missing… the last seen footage of her is this video she posted on _____.”
The video: the girl walks out of some alley and into some warehouse. as she closed the door, There’s a flicker of light behind the door revealing a blurred face. Audio: “bye.” In this weird smooth voice, but not like a nice voice, it was a creepy voice somehow. I should probably add that it’s probably about midnight in the video from the dream. I woke woke up and had a panic attack
