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I never had a dream this scary before so I pretty much remembered all of it.
I was at a strange house decorating (I would never do this) it was some fish scene and I was painting pictures of underwater life and putting them on the walls. While I was doing this I kept hearing/seeing commotion outside. This known druggie (my cousin kinda young and heading down the wrong road around 19 years of age) came in and told me that someone got shot by another cousin. This other cousin is a older male probably in his 40,50's (he is known to be on drugs too; not to mention drunk all the time). I can't really recall who got shot because it seems if bits and pieces are fading away while I type this. The guy that was doing the shooting comes in the house and enters the room, I'm sitting in alone: with a bunch of other people I have never met before. There was no commotion while he was in this room, everyone was just quiet and normal. Sitting besides him, I was scared because I knew he was drunk and on drugs and had a gun. This person beside me (whom I never met before) was forewarning me about him being dangerous, and I had this biretta 9mm beside me. For some stupid reason I let this guy know I had it, and before I know it he got out his gun to show me; and it fired. He shot me in the right side of my head and I didn't feel a thing. I heard the piercing sound and the faint loss of my hearing, and I could feel this wet spot on the side of my head so I knew I had been shot. I started to panic and ran outside to this police car. There was 3 woman in this police car (I had never met these people before either). I was in panic and I told them I needed to get to the hospital as quickly as possible and they start taking me there. While in the car they was just carrying on as if I wasn't there in the cruiser dying from a head wound. (it was making me worry as if there was no hope). I asked the officer beside me if I was going to make it and she said with tears in her eyes "no honey your not". I woke up after that naturally feeling my head and making sure I'm in my house. I have no clue why I had a dream like this. I don't deal with any drugs, I don't have a gun, and I dare wouldn't be around or get in a situation as I mentioned above. Not to mention that I would never paint; it's just not me. Edit: Someone just told me that everyone doesn't dream in color..? So I'm going to go ahead and say that this dream and all of my other dreams are in full color. Realistic to the atom. Last edited by starchaos : 05-15-2008 at 11:43 AM. |
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