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The worst deadlest dream I have had
13 years ago
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Ok so a few hours ago my head was killing me to the point where I couldn't think to well and still is. This had to be the worse nap ever. Ok so first I fall asleep not so bad I wake up in the dream in some school type environment in a small boys bathroom. There are only 2 stales and one urinal and one sink, so pretty small bathroom. Once me and my friend(zach) who just so happen to be in there where about to leave, this girl pops in to the bathroom, then her and my friend start to flirt back and forth so I try and be funny by laying aloud" Hey you guys we both know where the other one is going could you 2 shut up and just ask each other out?" From my remark my friend suddenly shoved me, which he would never do he to me, so this instantly informs me that not everything is as it seems, and it hits me I'm in a dream.
I suddenly leave the bathroom, which is really weird cause once I know i'm in a dream I wake up, So i'm heading down this hallway and looks back and there is my friend alex fallowing me a good 5 feet away, as i turn to look back ahead I notice in the room to my left that the same friend fallowing was also teaching a class. By this point I was sprinting to my next class trying to figure out why i'm not waking up. Once i'm in my class everything seems to go back to normal for all of 2 seconds, then the teacher(who happens to be my good friend Lore) stops talking and turns around to look right at me, not look in my area no he looked at me like he knew what was up and I better fallow the dream current. This freaked me out so much that all the students got up and looked at me.
(wake up #1)
This is where I wake up the first time, i get up and head to the kitchen. I fix myself a glass of water and chug it then go back to bed not to worried that the dream was over I would ether not dream again or have a different dream. OHHHHHh wrong I was. As soon as I fell asleep again. I was put into a room that was very dark dusty and seemed like at one point a wealthy family owned it. There was very expensive things all about, from Golden inlaid wold frames for chairs that had crimson red fabric, to english style furniture that looked like it was once in the Queen's palace.
I started to look around and I notice there was this very old man about 72 who looked like a more plump version of skippy from "Talidaganights" that one movie about nascar and Will Ferral. Any way he was wearing a white button up shirt with a tan colored vest over that and black slacks. He looked like he stepped out of a western. As I inpected the room more, there was my oldest sister to my left with her 3 kids and to my right there was Alex again and some man that I had never seen before. As I turned to look back at the old man it hits me that no one is moving and no one has said anything.
As soon as I thought that time unfroze and they all started to chat and talk back and forth until the old man told us to hush and start with this "Hello and welcome to my ghost in habitude home. I havnt touched a thing and there is no tricks nor any kind of scam going on, if every one can please have a seat we shall begin. My dream then skips ahead to where the oldest Tv I have ever seen is on and playing some show and my nephew is talking about pokemon and how they could kill that dragon on the Tv. This made me feel good until I started to notice my breathing was getting harder and harder to do. What seemed about like a hour had passed and I was wheezing loudly and could barely breath. I leaned over to the old man who had moved to the back of the room by this point.
I leaned in and tried to talk but nothing came out. I suddenly got really scard. I tried my best to say somthing until I finally got" a..air ccccan't breath, need out s...." I had thought it might have been the dust air setting me off and I just need sunlight or moon light and clean oxygen. The old man just looked at me. I took me a few seconds to realize the dream had stopped again and then I realized that all I have to do is wake up. I thought back to my body, I started seeing 2 things the back of my eyelids and the room i was still in. I struggled to move my legs or arms anything to wake up. I also noticed I was hardly breathing. I started to cry out in my dream for help anybody to help me. I heard myself ever so clearly in the dream but in the real world my throat never moved. I struggled steadily in my head until I got controll of my leg, I started to straighten it out until my foot dropped over the bed.
(wake up)
I gasped so sharp and hard that I swear I might have disconnected some vocal cords or somthing cause my throat is killing me. I got up and rushed over to my bathroom mirror and flipped on the light switch, my face was blue and my lips where puffy and purple, but I was panting so hard that it wasn't long before y face stopped being numb and went back to normal. I calmed down cause this wasn't the first time I have waken up from a dream with a lack of oxygen. But I also normally wake up with in seconds of finding that out in my dream.
I get a second glass of water and move all my planets off my bed cause I thought I might have pulled them up to much and choked myself with them. I feel back asleep this time a little worried and reluctant. As I go back into the dream. I am now back where I had left off and the dream with the old man, my sister and her kids, my friend alex, and the other unknown man have all reset. I instantly started to try and wake up. This time was a bit harder to do but thankfully my cat jumped up on the bed and woke me up from dream paralysis.
(wake up)
I gasped and shot right up, or at lest I thought I did. But as Soon as I was sitting right up in my bed room there was this blinding light and the next thing I know is i'm in the middle of the words near a old shack, the grass is bright green and this looks like a hunting area. Right in front of me is this old school buggy cart that horses pull around. I heard some one talking at me I looked over to my left and there is the old man again. He says" Sure is a sad sad thing to see a man go like that." This sentence doesn't hit me me well. I quickly rush over to the buggy, but then the man from the who I didn't recognize in the room suddenly popped up like Fraknestien's monster. I staggered back and tripped over a root on the ground, the man just turned and looked at me with the 1,000 yard gaze.
The old man by this point had gotten on the other side of the buggy and yelled "You better grab that weapon at your feet boy!" I looked at my feet and there was a shoot gun and a pull stick that I recognized from the old house. I grabbed the shotgun and pulled the trigger, nothing happen, so I cocked it and tried again, nothing, I cocked it again and I saw the shell fly out, and I pulled the trigger. I did this over and over until I noticed the gun is working its the bullets that aren't firing. I dropped the gun and grab the Pool cue and ran for the other buggy on the other side of the buggy infront of me.
I didn't know how I knew it was there but there it was and it was stuck between two trees apparently the old man tried to get away with out me, but had gotten stuck.
I quickly ran over and unhitched the horse and told the man to get on and go on. He just stood there until the other man (who had a smoking hot bod like 6 packa nd everything and was completely nakid) stood next to him, the old man lifted this man onto the horse and slapped it on the ass, then started to run at me with this crazy look on his face.
The dream skips and I'm near a school and on this old foot balled field is this man and the horse looking away from me off into the distance. I sneak up on him and as soon as I get close enough to club him with the already bloody pool cue. The man does a 360 on the horse with out moving a muscle and gazed down at me. I went to swing and the pool cue just disappears and the man is suddenly in my face nose to nose. I start to hyperventilate and fall onto the floor looking up at the sun.
(wake up)
I wake this time for real, I'm currently choking on a set of empty lungs, I'm just glad I had my inhaler close by, I did two shots of the mist and started to calm down. So here I am now sore all over from forcing my muscles to move from a shocked state. My head is still killing me. And now I'm to scared to go back to sleep any time soon. My body feels like someone just took a wooden bat to me over and over again.
I suddenly leave the bathroom, which is really weird cause once I know i'm in a dream I wake up, So i'm heading down this hallway and looks back and there is my friend alex fallowing me a good 5 feet away, as i turn to look back ahead I notice in the room to my left that the same friend fallowing was also teaching a class. By this point I was sprinting to my next class trying to figure out why i'm not waking up. Once i'm in my class everything seems to go back to normal for all of 2 seconds, then the teacher(who happens to be my good friend Lore) stops talking and turns around to look right at me, not look in my area no he looked at me like he knew what was up and I better fallow the dream current. This freaked me out so much that all the students got up and looked at me.
(wake up #1)
This is where I wake up the first time, i get up and head to the kitchen. I fix myself a glass of water and chug it then go back to bed not to worried that the dream was over I would ether not dream again or have a different dream. OHHHHHh wrong I was. As soon as I fell asleep again. I was put into a room that was very dark dusty and seemed like at one point a wealthy family owned it. There was very expensive things all about, from Golden inlaid wold frames for chairs that had crimson red fabric, to english style furniture that looked like it was once in the Queen's palace.
I started to look around and I notice there was this very old man about 72 who looked like a more plump version of skippy from "Talidaganights" that one movie about nascar and Will Ferral. Any way he was wearing a white button up shirt with a tan colored vest over that and black slacks. He looked like he stepped out of a western. As I inpected the room more, there was my oldest sister to my left with her 3 kids and to my right there was Alex again and some man that I had never seen before. As I turned to look back at the old man it hits me that no one is moving and no one has said anything.
As soon as I thought that time unfroze and they all started to chat and talk back and forth until the old man told us to hush and start with this "Hello and welcome to my ghost in habitude home. I havnt touched a thing and there is no tricks nor any kind of scam going on, if every one can please have a seat we shall begin. My dream then skips ahead to where the oldest Tv I have ever seen is on and playing some show and my nephew is talking about pokemon and how they could kill that dragon on the Tv. This made me feel good until I started to notice my breathing was getting harder and harder to do. What seemed about like a hour had passed and I was wheezing loudly and could barely breath. I leaned over to the old man who had moved to the back of the room by this point.
I leaned in and tried to talk but nothing came out. I suddenly got really scard. I tried my best to say somthing until I finally got" a..air ccccan't breath, need out s...." I had thought it might have been the dust air setting me off and I just need sunlight or moon light and clean oxygen. The old man just looked at me. I took me a few seconds to realize the dream had stopped again and then I realized that all I have to do is wake up. I thought back to my body, I started seeing 2 things the back of my eyelids and the room i was still in. I struggled to move my legs or arms anything to wake up. I also noticed I was hardly breathing. I started to cry out in my dream for help anybody to help me. I heard myself ever so clearly in the dream but in the real world my throat never moved. I struggled steadily in my head until I got controll of my leg, I started to straighten it out until my foot dropped over the bed.
(wake up)
I gasped so sharp and hard that I swear I might have disconnected some vocal cords or somthing cause my throat is killing me. I got up and rushed over to my bathroom mirror and flipped on the light switch, my face was blue and my lips where puffy and purple, but I was panting so hard that it wasn't long before y face stopped being numb and went back to normal. I calmed down cause this wasn't the first time I have waken up from a dream with a lack of oxygen. But I also normally wake up with in seconds of finding that out in my dream.
I get a second glass of water and move all my planets off my bed cause I thought I might have pulled them up to much and choked myself with them. I feel back asleep this time a little worried and reluctant. As I go back into the dream. I am now back where I had left off and the dream with the old man, my sister and her kids, my friend alex, and the other unknown man have all reset. I instantly started to try and wake up. This time was a bit harder to do but thankfully my cat jumped up on the bed and woke me up from dream paralysis.
(wake up)
I gasped and shot right up, or at lest I thought I did. But as Soon as I was sitting right up in my bed room there was this blinding light and the next thing I know is i'm in the middle of the words near a old shack, the grass is bright green and this looks like a hunting area. Right in front of me is this old school buggy cart that horses pull around. I heard some one talking at me I looked over to my left and there is the old man again. He says" Sure is a sad sad thing to see a man go like that." This sentence doesn't hit me me well. I quickly rush over to the buggy, but then the man from the who I didn't recognize in the room suddenly popped up like Fraknestien's monster. I staggered back and tripped over a root on the ground, the man just turned and looked at me with the 1,000 yard gaze.
The old man by this point had gotten on the other side of the buggy and yelled "You better grab that weapon at your feet boy!" I looked at my feet and there was a shoot gun and a pull stick that I recognized from the old house. I grabbed the shotgun and pulled the trigger, nothing happen, so I cocked it and tried again, nothing, I cocked it again and I saw the shell fly out, and I pulled the trigger. I did this over and over until I noticed the gun is working its the bullets that aren't firing. I dropped the gun and grab the Pool cue and ran for the other buggy on the other side of the buggy infront of me.
I didn't know how I knew it was there but there it was and it was stuck between two trees apparently the old man tried to get away with out me, but had gotten stuck.
I quickly ran over and unhitched the horse and told the man to get on and go on. He just stood there until the other man (who had a smoking hot bod like 6 packa nd everything and was completely nakid) stood next to him, the old man lifted this man onto the horse and slapped it on the ass, then started to run at me with this crazy look on his face.
The dream skips and I'm near a school and on this old foot balled field is this man and the horse looking away from me off into the distance. I sneak up on him and as soon as I get close enough to club him with the already bloody pool cue. The man does a 360 on the horse with out moving a muscle and gazed down at me. I went to swing and the pool cue just disappears and the man is suddenly in my face nose to nose. I start to hyperventilate and fall onto the floor looking up at the sun.
(wake up)
I wake this time for real, I'm currently choking on a set of empty lungs, I'm just glad I had my inhaler close by, I did two shots of the mist and started to calm down. So here I am now sore all over from forcing my muscles to move from a shocked state. My head is still killing me. And now I'm to scared to go back to sleep any time soon. My body feels like someone just took a wooden bat to me over and over again.
i was being sarcastic ~
swag~