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I relate. I have odd dreams often. One of my more notable ones took place a year ago,yet I remember it well.

The dream started out with my sister,my mother,and I. We were dropping off my siblings as this chirstan camp because the people of that faith thought there was going to be a second coming of The Virgin Mary. I didn't go because I wasn't that faith.

As we were driving we found an injured girl on the road. We took her to our home to nurse her back to health. I however went out for the night. When I returned the next morning,during the sun rise,the girl was standing on the bottom of the stairs where she explodes.

Suddenly, firemen axe their way into through my roof and dumped a bucket of water down the stairs. They proceeded to tell us about a Russian Cultist who wore a Guy Fawks mask. He had a huge cult,of 1 million follows. When the cult got big enough he killed them by activating the nano bots that the follows had put on their blood when they first joined. All the follows died of exploding.

Then the dream goes to an hot air balloon with the Empieress Of Russian and her small tea cup dog. They Cultist is there too. She is deciding his punishment for all the death he caused. She decides to execute him. When she states his fate the Cultist pulls out a small box with a string. When he pulled the string it turned into a coffin. The Empiress thought it was a couch and went to sit on it. However,she realized it might be a trap so she puts her dog on it instead.

After that I woke up.

I'm not really sure if the dream had any meaning, however there always happens to be some type of villain. Sometimes it's family or friends,and other times it's someone who hides their face.

After I have such dreams I wake feeling terrified and a little paranoid. I haven't taken into consideration of what they may mean or any possible symbolism because some of the dreams make me feel odd when I mention them.

my dreams are either very dark or so pointlessly stupid it hurts me to think about them but one i still vaguely remember is one i keep having and it never changes at all its more of a night terror as i'm told i thrash and scream while i'm having it and no matter how one tries to wake me i never wake i know it fuels my insomnia because is scares me so bad i never want to sleep and its obviously so bad when i wake it physically hurts me like what happened in the dream actually happened to my physical body and it lasts hours after i wake not going to put the gory details on a public forum but there is a shed light that sways above me though its not attached to any ceiling more just hanging from shadows and the swaying makes me dizzy and for a good hour after i wake i still feel dizzy...

The dreams I have had are a) Stupid b) Pointless/Cute c) wired.

A) The stupidities dream I have ever had was when I was at my grandmother's house in Scotland, and I was there I had fell asleep in my bed and the hold house had fell asleep, and as I was asleep I remember being in a dark house and the all of a sudden I saw rainbows and unicorn sing "All About Us" and I start to flip out case my alter Oreo to come out of hiding and having to sing me a kid song. And then out of nowhere I was getting eat by a giant.


B) So I was with my 'dad' and we were on our way to the airport so I can go back and see my boyfriend at the time Oliver and I had passed out and I had a dream about getting off the plane to see Oliver standing there with a big batch of flowers in his hand and a 11 ft teddy bear. And when I got off the plane in my dream I was wearing my fox tail and basic black colors and I see Oliver standing there with a big sign saying "Alex Monroe Flight 256" on it and I flip out and drop all of my stuff and ran a jump in his arms and he is taller them me so he caught me and I cried on his shoulder and then I woke up to the car stopping and my dad trying to kick me out of the car.

C) I was at school and I had passed out in my study class and I had the dream were I was back at home (Scotland) and that I was going to a convention as an OverWatch character and then the next second I was going as an Skyrim character and I was wearing a skirt and I had it pull up by the wind and I had flip out and stab the person next to me because I thought they had pull up my skirt.

I haven't had dreams in years (that I can recall), but when I was a kid they were super vivid, super weird, and usually super violent. One was a fusion between Lord of the Rings and the anime Black Rock Shooter. Gandalf was in a bikini. I woke up traumatized.

Gandalf was in a bikini...just hearing that traumatizes me so i feel sorry for you

I'd be afraid to sleep again after I saw that.

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I had this dream where I was some kind of water nypmh. It was my job to create all the creatures that would live in the body of water I owned. When I created everyone I made the humanoid sea creatures. I had the dream a really look find ago so my memory of it is pretty vague. I just remember how peaceful the scenery was,and how kind all the characters were.

My weirdest dream is as follows. I had this dream many years ago, and I swear on my mother's name, this is exactly how it happened.

In the dream, the sewers under my parents' house were controlled by Disney's Hades (this guy). He created a protective charm to keep people from entering the sewers. At this point, the dream "camera" cuts to look at the charm. It is a toilet brush covered in cling wrap and Pop Rocks. Now, Hercules and Wu Ya from Xiao-Lin Showdown are standing in my parents' bathroom, trying to figure out how to deal with this situation. Hercules is like, "Okay, we gotta be real careful, real methodical, no crazy moves ..." Wu Ya looks super guilty and gets real evasive. Hercules exclaims, "What did you DO?!" The dream camera then cuts over to a tiny animated George Washington being flushed down the toilet. That's when the dream ended.

I don't think it meant anything

The other night, I had this strange dream where my boyfriend and I (a fellow RPer) were in this portside city. Boats and docks everywhere. A huge festival was held in town. The streets were filled with lights. It was insanely vivid! We rode dragons through the sky.... and then I woke up, because I butt-dialed Discord, and someone started screaming my name.

When I was little I had a dream that the car had become conscious and tried to kill me at my grandparents house.

Another I dreamt Dorothy the Dinosaur was eating me.

Starting to think my childhood may be a bit more disturbing than I remember.

Oh boy, where to start with this subject?

I have dreams most of the time, and many of them are really vivid. By the time I fully wake up I forget most of them, but most times I do it with this feeling of "Yo, where the hell are the lava golems? Oh well, now I can focus on cure my space cancer..." for a few moments. (Yes I did dream once that I had a rare nose-tranquil space cancer. It wasn't the funniest dream I've had).

Still, there are two dreams that I remember the most vividly:

The fist one I had it when I was little, buy remember a lot from it. I had some kind of pucca's coloring book, and when I opened it dragged me inside. In the book, I traveled a lot of places, including my classroom with far less desks than it usually had and some kind of flooded, Chinese castle/mansion. It was full of branches that had come with the flooding and keep the water in place. Inside there was a Chinese king and his helper, who kind of resembled mister smithers. The two of them told me that all the people left with the flooding, but the king stayed because he was too stubborn to go (the bootleg smithers wanted to leave though). After that there were other places that I can’t recall as well. The last one was supposedly a friend of mine's house, who had ten dogs and whose girlfriend was a mummy. I was scared of her, but she was actually kind of nice.

The other one, and this one I can recall a lot better, I had it only a few years ago. I dream that I was walking along some kind of mountain city but a volcano erupted. Everyone started to evacuate and I got into a building where my dad worked apparently, and found an old scout group that was doing evacuations. The lava started to get inside a part of the building and we started to run to the other side.
Midway, there appeared this kind of weird witch: She had no arms, but she climbed on everything like a goat and whore a literal potato sack. She had paper white skin and dark red hair. Her face was in between a porcelain baby doll and n old woman's, all wrinkly, toothless and with empty. Bead-like, black eyes. She told me that I had to help her and Satan (she was kind of delivering the message mostly) or else the world burned in lava. I didn't really felt like helping him, but it was that or killing the whole world, so I was like "Ugh...fiine. Whatever".
The scouts and I follow her to the last room, and by this point the whole world was trembling and getting ready to explode. Satan and the witch tell me:
"Well, here's a pentagram with candles in here, now kill a cat on it so we don’t all die"
"But I don't want to kill a cat! Isn't there any other way?"
"Nope. Either you kill the cat or we all die."
"Fine! Geez..."
There were a lot of cats on the room; there was a lot of everything in the room. We gathered all the animals and people in there to protect them from the lava. I picked up a sickly, scabby cat. It had a really nasty attitude and seemed like it was really close to die either way. I'm putting it begrudgingly in the circle, ready to do it but still not a huge fan of the whole situation, but the witch stops me. She says that it has to be a "good" cat because that one wasn't going to do the trick. So they make me pick a fluffy, black and white cat, all healthy and nice. I remember raising my hand with the dagger and already feeling like crap for what I was going to do, when a lot of cats started to mewl and I woke up.
The creepy thing wasn't the dream at all, it was that I had woke up and for what felt to be twenty minutes or more I heard the cat mewling. Angry mewling. And I was wide awake. I kept on bed sweating cold for a while until I finally dared to get up and peek on the window to see if it wasn't just the cats of my street (there are +5 stray cats that are usually wandering along my street and sometimes they fight). But I couldn't see them anywhere, even when there already was a bit of sunlight.
It probably was just my head playing me tricks after a nightmare. But it was still pretty creepy and it still gives me the creeps to think about these mewls and hisses.

So yeah, those are the weirdest dreams I’ve ever had! I assume there must have been trippier ones, but I can't recall them at the moment. Most of the times they involve really weird scenarios, and those are the one thing I always remember the most from all my dreams.

I'm not sure anyone would want to read about my dreams I usually just have nightmares of the same subject but with random people or different people I know. (On the internet, in real life, etc.)

But once I had a dream that I was Deadpool along with my brother and sister...And we were on the highway on motorcycles...Driving backwards and killing bad guys.

I have a great memory for some of my dreams. Like one where I was at least 9 - 10 (this was before I moved)

There was a forcefield around my house and very time we went inside the garage this demon with red eyes would appear angry to kill us. Anytime we ran back in the forcefield, it would dissipate into thin air.

Well, as a pastor's child, it is hard for me to not make a spiritual sense to my dreams. I almost never dream, I'll close my eyes, then bam, I'm up. But I have had dreams, but usually it freaks me out.


See, I'm very close to my best friend irl, and we never see eachother, but one day I asked if she had dreams, turns out, she has the same problem as I do. And, the reason I told her, was because I had a really odd dream the night beforw, she claimed, to also have had a dream the same night I did.

That's not the weird part.


We had the same dream, I had her write down her dream in another room, while I did it as well, and we came out at the same time, thinking it would be fun and a cool friendship goal.

But we had the same dream

Alright boys (and grils), get ready. These I had in my childhood.

So I am on a basketball court doing who knows what, when all of a sudden, a swarm of chickens suddenly flooded the court, much to the enjoyment of my onlooking family.

Another weird dream, my grandparen's basement, it was dark and kind of ominous. There was a large whole in the ceiling. Suddenly, I fell through it, then proceeded to run, no absolutely fire off, I am talking about mach 2 up the stairs, and fall again. Went on until I woke up.

One more recent really just felt odd. I was taking pictures, or looking at papers as in like IDs and what not on a sort of Spanish or Greek looking bridge. It is kind of hard to remember. Suddenly, I was shouting, then I fell. I fell and hit the ground, jerking up. It was quite intriguing, as this bridge linked to raised islands, that had no evident escape save VTOL aircraft.

Just the other day, I was somewhere, don't know where. It seemed like a family function, and I looked to be maybe 35ish, or at least who I think was me. Suddenly people began to rave about a 'friendly ghost' that kept putting a blanket over me. Now, this dream I had and being a Christian thought it meant God, as in he being the one who protects and nourishes his children, the 'ghost' a representation of his invisible power.

Not quite as interesting as you all's, but here nonetheless.