i don't generally have nightmares that are gory or involve traditional horror players, but i will get reoccuring dreams that i am in college and keep forgetting to go to a certain class and thus am in damger of not graduating (math or foreign language, because both gave me a lot of anxiety when i was in school)-- i think i will have these when i am especially anxious or stressed out about something. it is as though my brain automatically defaults to something that was a major stressor in my past, rather than focusing on what is currently bothering me.
My roommate and I were sent on assignment for a television program about deserts, or bugs...maybe it was desert bugs.
So, we were in the desert surrounded by all these HUMONGOUS, Woolly Mammoth-sized insects that were trying to eat us, like in that movie Starship Troopers.
Finally, my roommate/co-anchor hopped on top of the most aggressive insect's head, with a large tree branch in her hand, and then dove down into his throat once he opened his mouth. I guess she killed him with the tree branch from his insides, and then he spit her out, and all the other woman-eating insects ran away.
i had this dream where me and my little brother sam were fugitives from the law. Sam had killed someone, i think in self defense or something...and i as an older brother was helping him escape...luke was in their too...and pete might have been... I thought this dream was kind of cool, but i considered it a nightmare cuz killing people sucks.
true. some of my worst dreams involve murdering people. i spend the whole time wondering why i did it, how i could do it and thinking about how fucked i am now that i have done it.
I wouldn't say nightmare but bad dream. It involved Santa Cruz and hella zombies. We had to run and bash zombies for the most part and then we found a car. Trevor wouldn't get in and yelled at me about how only, "pussies", drive away from zombies. He stayed and fought.
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i don't generally have nightmares that are gory or involve traditional horror players, but i will get reoccuring dreams that i am in college and keep forgetting to go to a certain class and thus am in damger of not graduating (math or foreign language, because both gave me a lot of anxiety when i was in school)-- i think i will have these when i am especially anxious or stressed out about something. it is as though my brain automatically defaults to something that was a major stressor in my past, rather than focusing on what is currently bothering me.
My roommate and I were sent on assignment for a television program about deserts, or bugs...maybe it was desert bugs.
So, we were in the desert surrounded by all these HUMONGOUS, Woolly Mammoth-sized insects that were trying to eat us, like in that movie Starship Troopers.
Finally, my roommate/co-anchor hopped on top of the most aggressive insect's head, with a large tree branch in her hand, and then dove down into his throat once he opened his mouth. I guess she killed him with the tree branch from his insides, and then he spit her out, and all the other woman-eating insects ran away.
Thanks, that felt really good to talk about!
i had this dream where me and my little brother sam were fugitives from the law. Sam had killed someone, i think in self defense or something...and i as an older brother was helping him escape...luke was in their too...and pete might have been...
I thought this dream was kind of cool, but i considered it a nightmare cuz killing people sucks.
true. some of my worst dreams involve murdering people. i spend the whole time wondering why i did it, how i could do it and thinking about how fucked i am now that i have done it.
I wouldn't say nightmare but bad dream.
It involved Santa Cruz and hella zombies. We had to run and bash zombies for the most part and then we found a car. Trevor wouldn't get in and yelled at me about how only, "pussies", drive away from zombies. He stayed and fought.
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