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not_nadine

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:jaded: Guess. But why did it have to be the Cocoon guy? I can still see him.

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Nightmares are the most memorable of dreams. Sometimes the most instructive. When I was a kid I dreamed a T Rex had me as a pet and I was terrified of it but it won me over by being nice to me. That taught me to treat my animals well and understand their fear.

But the strangest of my dreams as a child were the ones where I walked around outside at night. Nothing much happened in those dreams but I could see the drive and feel the rocks cold against my feet. I would walk to the road and stare down it and back to my house all dark except for a porch light and know that I was really lying inside with all those I loved asleep in other rooms. I would wonder how I could ever get back in my body. It was a lonely feeling. When the movie Insidious came out it was particularly scary for me as it took me back to those dreams.
 

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I dreamed about Captain Trips last night. Everyone was dead except for a few kids in the courtyard of an apartment building. No cars on the road. No buzzing of power lines. It was eerie. I remember telling the kids to scavenge for food and try to find any meat that hadn't thawed yet. There was a strong feeling of despair and "where do I go? What do I do?" feeling.

Btw...just reread this thread and laughing at some of these dreams. not_nadine
 

Maddie

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What a real nightmare I had a few nights ago, which I have had very few in my life that I ever remember, but I suddenly was at my front door, trying to hold it shut, as someone was on the other side slamming into it to push it open, and a bolt lock was pushed across too soon preventing me from closing the door, and I couldn't slip my hand in there to push it back without opening the door and was trying to hold it shut, and I began yelling out 'call 911' to God only knows who might hear me, and then a voice said , like a growl, 'I can still slice your neck' , :)eek: What???) and they said it like 3 times , and then, I woke up! I did 'not' google to see what that 'might mean', nooo way, but I had watched several episodes of True Blood before bed so, maybe? :icon_eek:
 

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What a real nightmare I had a few nights ago, which I have had very few in my life that I ever remember, but I suddenly was at my front door, trying to hold it shut, as someone was on the other side slamming into it to push it open, and a bolt lock was pushed across too soon preventing me from closing the door, and I couldn't slip my hand in there to push it back without opening the door and was trying to hold it shut, and I began yelling out 'call 911' to God only knows who might hear me, and then a voice said , like a growl, 'I can still slice your neck' , :)eek: What???) and they said it like 3 times , and then, I woke up! I did 'not' google to see what that 'might mean', nooo way, but I had watched several episodes of True Blood before bed so, maybe?
Yikes!

That sounds awful - hope you're feeling okay now :icon_eek:
 

mymaria

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I guess a hallmark of a disturbing dream is that you still remember it 40+ years later.

I must have been about 5 or 6 and I dreamed that I was terminally ill and was going to be euthanized, and my father and oldest brother started taking down part of a wooden fence to use the lumber to build a coffin for me.
 

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I guess a hallmark of a disturbing dream is that you still remember it 40+ years later.

I must have been about 5 or 6 and I dreamed that I was terminally ill and was going to be euthanized, and my father and oldest brother started taking down part of a wooden fence to use the lumber to build a coffin for me.
Sounds similar to As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner. Have you read it? You should if you haven't. Disturbing, for sure.
 

Maddie

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Yikes!

That sounds awful - hope you're feeling okay now :icon_eek:


Actually, it really was! Thank you Neesy, so far so good. :icon_eek: I amuse myself with this song every time I think about it, somebody wanted to do 'bad things' AS IF that were Jason Stackhouse ... ah, but I don't think so! :icon_eek: but this is the theme song for that nightmare , and hope I'm right. :smilet-digitalpoint:


I have to add a couple of nights before I had that one, my 19 year old son had a strange dream that there were all these spiders, you know the burrowing kind that look like little crabs with long legs and put dirt all over themselves to hide...theyre very amusing. well... he dreamed that they were all in our carpets and were coming from out of the floors , and grabbing at his legs and feet, and I thought it was hilarious, because hes terrified of insects and spiders, but then after mine, I said, damn, what is going on with our family??? !!! :icon_eek:
 
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Ebdim9th

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I had a strange dream I was helping some people put a band together, and we somehow found Glenn Danzig, and he gave us advice on how to best go about it ... that's really all I remember, other than like all my dreams, it was vivid, sometimes semi-cartoonish, and always in color .... never had a black and white one, even find that very strange to imagine ..... I also think that dream at one point had to do with winding up living in a tarpaper room off of a hallway made of the same ... very third-world, very depressing....
 

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I have nightmares quite often. I had a particularly nasty one about Cell (I was in that book's universe), which is funny since that it doesn't appear on my list.

Here's my top 10 list of King's scariest novels (and novellas, because SK's novellas could almost certainly be published as stand-alone works).

1. Gerald's Game
2. Revival
3. The Shining
4. 'Salem's Lot
5. Big Driver
6. The Langoliers
7. Pet Sematary
8. Duma Key
9. Lisey's Story
10. Desperation
 

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I have nightmares quite often. I had a particularly nasty one about Cell (I was in that book's universe), which is funny since that it doesn't appear on my list.

Here's my top 10 list of King's scariest novels (and novellas, because SK's novellas could almost certainly be published as stand-alone works).

1. Gerald's Game
2. Revival
3. The Shining
4. 'Salem's Lot
5. Big Driver
6. The Langoliers
7. Pet Sematary
8. Duma Key
9. Lisey's Story
10. Desperation
Is your first pick attributed to
The Space Cowboy?
Interesting choices. I concur with number seven, of course. Could you expound on your number eight pick? I didn't find that book scary at all, excluding a certain hair-raising scene. :)
 
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AchtungBaby

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Is your first pic attributed to
The Space Cowboy?
Interesting choices. I concur with number seven, of course. Could you expound on your number eight pick? I didn't find that book scary at all, excluding a certain hair-raising scene. :)
The whole of Gerald's Game is terrifying to me.
The Space Cowboy, just the thought of being handcuffed to that bed, alone, as night falls.... the rape scenes, etc.

I think I felt such a personal, intense connection with Duma Key because it's about a place I've been to. I've never been to Maine, or Colorado; I have been to the Keys. I find large bodies of water ominous. Powerful, unforgiving. The atmosphere of Duma Key was electrifying to me — even the scene
in which Edgar and his daughter are driving down the road and the car almost gets caught in tree branches
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Ebdim9th

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The Stand scared the crap out of me when I was ten or eleven, so much so that I gave it back to my brother and didn't finish reading it. I had a similar reaction to 1984. The latter is the only book I have ever skipped ahead to the dismal end. Now around that time I did watch the Shining, did get kinda scared by it, but loved it. (Oh as of a couple of years later, fourteen onward, I read and reread the Stand many times over since that time)
 

Steffen

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My list is below. As for nightmares? I suffered frequently from sleep paralysis in my 20s and 30s. Lemme tell you, THAT is frigging terrifying. Anyone who knows the symptoms, you know what I'm talking about. Funny enough, I thought I was mostly over it, and last week I had a brief spell again. Yeesh.

Also, anybody here believe in astral travelling? That used to happen to me a lot as a child - that feeling of floating and then almost crashing down back into your body.


1. Salem's Lot
2. IT
3. Pet Sematary
4. The Shining
5. The Dark Half
6. Christine
7. Night Shift
8. Skeleton Crew
9. Revival
10. The Stand
 

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I had a friend who said he felt himself touching the ceiling and then falling slowly back into his body. Never had that myself, just the wandering around outside at night thing.

I've had lot's of recurring dreams though. In addition to the recurring wandering thing I have had repeated zombie dreams. They always start the same though with different endings. I wake up in a wrought iron bed on the second floor of an old farm house. The sun is shining through a window across the room and gossamer curtains billow in a mild breeze. I wander over and look out at a wheat field golden in the afternoon heat when a silhouette appears on the horizon. Something is odd about its gait. Another silhouette appears and I understand. I search the room for a weapon and glance out again to find the field covered in them heading my direction. I only have a short time to plan my defense.

From there the dream goes awry based on what I find and where I go. The shotgun in the closet falls apart or there are no shells so it never helps. The porch roof can be stepped onto from the window and you can make your way to the tool shed. There are lots of tools in the shed though the screw driver always gets lost in an eye socket and the chain saw never cranks. The long handled ax is best but you can be hemmed in unless you step onto the table shelf and prise the tin up and crawl onto the roof. Never go into the kitchen. There are lots of knives but too many entry points and the window above the sink is stuck and tough to break in time. The basement is mostly no return but lots of places to hide and if you have a weapon you can make it back up the stairs if you wait for your moment. I know everything in that house and the grounds and out buildings as well.

Only once did I make it to the dirt road after killing most of them. It led into dark woods but I awoke before I made them. Mostly I just fight and fight until I wake up. It feels like hours of fighting. I haven't had one of those dreams in a long time now. I sort of wonder where the road went.
 

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I had a friend who said he felt himself touching the ceiling and then falling slowly back into his body. Never had that myself, just the wandering around outside at night thing.

I've had lot's of recurring dreams though. In addition to the recurring wandering thing I have had repeated zombie dreams. They always start the same though with different endings. I wake up in a wrought iron bed on the second floor of an old farm house. The sun is shining through a window across the room and gossamer curtains billow in a mild breeze. I wander over and look out at a wheat field golden in the afternoon heat when a silhouette appears on the horizon. Something is odd about its gait. Another silhouette appears and I understand. I search the room for a weapon and glance out again to find the field covered in them heading my direction. I only have a short time to plan my defense.

From there the dream goes awry based on what I find and where I go. The shotgun in the closet falls apart or there are no shells so it never helps. The porch roof can be stepped onto from the window and you can make your way to the tool shed. There are lots of tools in the shed though the screw driver always gets lost in an eye socket and the chain saw never cranks. The long handled ax is best but you can be hemmed in unless you step onto the table shelf and prise the tin up and crawl onto the roof. Never go into the kitchen. There are lots of knives but too many entry points and the window above the sink is stuck and tough to break in time. The basement is mostly no return but lots of places to hide and if you have a weapon you can make it back up the stairs if you wait for your moment. I know everything in that house and the grounds and out buildings as well.

Only once did I make it to the dirt road after killing most of them. It led into dark woods but I awoke before I made them. Mostly I just fight and fight until I wake up. It feels like hours of fighting. I haven't had one of those dreams in a long time now. I sort of wonder where the road went.
This has happened to me, too. Twice. It is the oddest feeling. There was no fear or falling sensation, just an awareness that I was floating. I sensed my face was pressing the ceiling like a man might feel bing trapped inside a casket.
 

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Being trapped in a casket would be my worst nightmare as I have claustrophobia.

Another type of nightmare I have is of loved ones being taken by animals. I dreamed my son was swimming in a lake and I saw a gator heading for him but couldn't reach him before he was pulled under. In panic I dove at the spot of ripples and managed to catch his hand. I crawled along his body until I reached the gators jaws around his ankles. My lungs were aching as I reached for the knife I always carry. I was so afraid I would drop it in the murky water but I managed to open it and drive it into its eye slamming even the butt of it all the way home. It worked. It let go. I saw him reach the surface but could not seem to manage it myself. I woke in desperation still holding my breath. I must have held it for the duration of the dream.