Everyone dreams every night, it's just a matter of if you can recall them...personally, I almost never can.
The last dream I do remember, however, was from a few weeks ago and it was...interesting, to say the least.
So I was walking into Chuck E Cheese (yes, at 16 years old...its a damn dream) and saw a big ball pit. I wanted to jump in it but also wanted to play video games. So I went and played COD4 for xbox360 (still at the Chuck E Cheese), won a bunch of tickets, spent them on a lemon-flavored tootsie roll the size of my head, ate it in one bite, and then jumped into the ball pit. While in the ball pit I saw an alligator, which I had to escape. But the pit was huge and there was another alligator guarding the entrance now so I had to swim for my life. Once I escaped the ball pit I went around in one of those annoying tube mazes that nobody really likes and ended up at a slide. I went down the slide and wound up in a valley surrounded by mountains. After walking for a while I ended up at a cliff strikingly similar to the Grand Canyon. That's when everything blurred out, final fantasy 7 battle music started playing, and everything refocused with me bouncing back and forth like an idiot. So I went to the magic menu, selected lighting, a giant bolt of lightning came from the sky to my hand, the FF7 victory music played, and I woke up midsong. (Shame, that victory music was the best part of the dream)
Yes, I'm 100% serious. Those are the kind of bizarre dreams I have when I do have dreams.
Another four dreams I remember vividly just because they were so bizarre were from a few months ago though...They happened in the course of two nights. Maybe just because once I have one bad dream another usually follows.
first: So I'm walking along in this giant canyon, and some native americans run up to me and put me through a meat grinder.
Two: I'm holding an apple while riding on a hay ride, and suddenly the apple grows a mouth and eats me followed by everyone else on the ride.
Three: I got stung with a bee, and so my step mother cut my nose off with hedge clippers to let the honey out of me so I didn't die.
Four: I was riding down the freeway with my mom driving, and suddenly the window rolled itself down and a vulture flew down next to the window. I tried to hit it to get it to fly away, but as soon as my arm got outside the car the window suddenly rolled itself back up so my arm was stuck in it. Then the vulture bit off my hand.
Yeah, my dreams are pretty fucked up. And on those last four, that was all the back story I have...like, that was the whole dream. They were super short.
EDIT: Jaat, I know people are supposed to not be able to see them die in dreams as some sort of internal defense mechanism, but I can. For example in the meat grinder one.
Last edited by hidingwarior; Jun 25, 2009 at 10:12 PM.