Hello ladies. Share with us your scariest nightmare. Spoooky ookie creepy weepy~
2 of the most terrifying dreams I ever had, were as a kid. In fact I kind of believed these dreams sort of desensitized me for the wacky fun ones I have now.
First one was shortly after my parents seperated when I was 6yrs old.
My Dad and I went for a walk through a shopping centre. The shopping centre was pretty empty, you could hear the music playing over the p.a system.
I remember holding my Dad's hand. I saw a lady sitting on a chair in a front of an indoor garden. She watched me closely. The best way to describe her would be Mrs Trelawny from Harry Potter. (I am 30 by the ways just for interest)
She stood up and looked at my Dad and asked him very clearly.
"Do you want this child?"
My dad replied in a monotone type voice "No" and quickly she grabbed me from my other hand, and pulled me away from my Dad, who didn't hesitate to let go of me. I remember stretching out to him, but the woman's grip was like a vice, she was not letting me go.
She with her other hand, with very little effort, pulled up a giant piece of pavement from the floor and shifted it away like it was nothing, and inside, was a giant dark hole. Filled to the brim with spiders.
Before I could start screaming she threw me in to the hole. And slowly the block of pavement was pushed back on. I swear I could feel the spiders begin to crawl up my arms and legs.
It was then I woke up.
My 2nd one was reoccurring every couple of months, and I always believed each time I dreamed it, I could rush through what I saw to keep the story going. Or at least, fast forward the bits that didn't scare me anymore. I had a real fascination about death after grandmother passed away when I was 9.
My family were going to my primary school for a special exhibit. I am talking about my entire family, cousins, uncles, aunties, my grandfather.
As we walked into the main hall, shelves had been bolted to the walls, it was filled with people looking at the displays. The displays were coffins..... coffins of all sizes.
As we started looking, it was like the others started leaving, and eventually it was just us in the room.
My grandfather leaned up against a wall to take a breath, and the wall shifted away, opening up a deep dark tunnel, kind of like finding catacombs. There was a sign that simply said "Watch your head"
None of us seemed to understand what it meant, so we all went into the dark tunnel. Eventually it got so dark, none of us could really see anymore, and the entrance had since disappeared.
My grandfather suddenly is hit in the head by something pretruding from the ceiling.. and well.. drops down. DEAD.
The further we ventured, one by one all the members in my family died, until it was just me. Once the last person died, I couldn't keep going, I wanted to go back, the moment I turned, my eyes were covered, and I was carried away. Pitch black, and with a flash, I see my grave stone. And it ended.
Now it's your turn.