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Well, I had two dreams which were too strange for me.
I remember when I was 10 y/o, I dreamt about a theft in my house which ended up with me about to be [unalived].
The other one was a dream about a platypus. Yes, a freaking platypus. I dreamt of a platypus chasing me down somewhere. Now, I think It was because I was studying about it a day before.😅
Once upon a time, I fell asleep and had this crazy dream.
When we start, I am in a apartment, constantly drinking sip after sip of an empty coffee mug. Suddenly, the fire alarm goes off, scaring me enough to shatter my mug on the floor. When I got outside the very cube-like and brick building, there was nothing outside. I relented and went back inside. After two seconds of entering my room, the alarm blares to life again. Whenever I'm outside this time, it's different. Standing there, in all of his glory, is Godzilla, who is about the size of the building. Then I hear yelling: a man with a spear is charging at the beast! As soon as he gets close, he disappears though. Then, exactly 100 (I counted) men riding BUFFALO do the same thing and are met by the same fate. Me, being the intellectual that I am, decides to touch Godzilla. When I do, he turns into butterflies and the dream ends.
Don't ask how my mind creates things.
When I was little, about 6 years old, I had two reoccurring nightmares. One of them always started the same way but had a different ending, while the other was always exactly the same. I'm going to tell you about the second on because it's easier and makes slightly more sense.
Anyway, it would start off with a bird's-eye view from above my neighborhood, slowly zooming in on this one car. It was a huge white monster truck type vehicle, but the odd part was that it had spikes on the wheels. Not sticking out to the side, like you would expect, but coming off the treads on the tires so that they would go deep into the ground whenever the truck moved. Anyway, this terrifying truck thingy is driving around my neighborhood, and then it starts driving over other cars and crushing them completely. A lot of the cars had people in them, and while there was never any blood or screaming, I know they died. Then the truck turns onto my street, still leaving all these holes in the road behind it. After that, it turns up the driveway to my house. My mom's car was sitting right there in the road at the end of the driveway, but it doesn't get crushed. Then it stops being a bird's-eye view and I snap back into my body. The truck got the the top of the driveway and is coming up the path right towards where I am standing looking out of the windows on the front door. It's getting closer. The truck is so close it's practically on the porch. The truck is about to smash through the front door, and me in the process. I'm about to die.
Then I wake up. Every single time. I'm not sure if I would wake up when I died, or right before, but it was terrifying.
