Post by Ellethwen on Jan 10, 2008 22:37:05 GMT -5
Hi there. This is a long post, sorry 
I've been having very strange nightmares for the past few months (at least one every week), but some stand out as being extremely strange, ones I can remember almost perfectly, and I can't figure out what the heck is going on. Not to mention it's wreaking havoc on my sleeping patterns. They all happen around the same time, 3AM-which I've heard is the time most people experience nightmares.
Take this morning's nightmare, for exampple. I have not been this scared by a nightmare since one I had when I was six (and still remember clearly).
For some reason, we were painting this palace-like house. It was like a magnificant museum, with all these canvases in gold and silver frames. Except all those canvases were blank! And everything in it was black. The floors were a shiny black marble, the walls were black brick on the bottom half and blank drywall on the top (we were re-painting, apparently). The place felt familiar. I looked really different, too. I was older and prettier, and I was wearing overalls (let it be known that I would NEVER be caught in overalls). I was painting and moving things in cardboard boxes around. With me was my twin, Eric, who looked like a moving person, and my dad's girlfriend, Jean. We were talking about this part of the house as the "inner" part of the house-like a palace inside of a normal house. Strange. We were also talking about how the inner part of the house was supposed to be haunted, and we would have to be able to protect ourselves from the ghosts if they came.
At some point, I had to go to the bathroom, but they kept keeping me from going. I was FINALLY able to go, but just when I was unclipping my overall straps someone knocked on the door. I kept telling them to wait, but they wouldn't stop knocking. So I just flung open the door, screaming in this really deep voice that didn't sound like me, "Why can't I trust you?"
Here's the strangest part. The words echoed back to me in my normal voice as "Why can't I trust me?" and I think that's when I got really, really scared.
Eric and Jean had been knocking. Eric had this really stern look on his face, and Jean had a big pink highlighter, looking stern too. She started coloring on my face and neck with the highlighter, repeating over and over, "Don't be stupid," only it was in a deeper voice then her usual voice.
That's when I woke up. I was terrified. This was the worst nightmare yet-I couldn't move, I was sweating, my heart was pounding, and the ocean sound I had on my sound relaxation thing sound really scary.
I was so scared that for the first time since I was really small, I desperately wanted to go to Mom's room and crawl in bed with her. I was like a little kid again. Then I got my senses, turned the light on, stuck my Enya CD in the stereo, and tried to relax.
I got back to sleep, but I woke up several more times during the night with that same emotion of intense fear.
Now we come to the issue of Eric.
Apparently he also had a nightmare. See, this is really strange.
Eric is my (fraternal) twin brother. We were born really close together, and sometimes it's like we can read each other's minds. He didn't tell me all the details, but this is what he told me:
His nightmare involved moving into a house. One that felt like he'd been there before.
And, like mine, the fright was strange. He was working as a mover, bringing things into this house, and he was bringing a box into the attic when he saw his alarm clock there. It said the time was 8:18, only the top half of the LED for the one was burnt out, and for some reason it really scared him. He, too, woke up feeling frightened.
Doesn't it seem strange that both of us, twins, had such similar and related nightmares so close together?
Only one other of my nightmares has been quite as wacky as last night's. But I have dreamed hearing about a house similar to the one I saw in my nightmare. I heard about a house with an "inner" section that was haunted. I remember being in a crawlspace as a young girl, looking through a grating in a ceiling into an inner part of a house that was all black with gold and silver frames on the wall-then hurrying away scared, for no particular reason.
My other really wacky nightmare was absolutely insane, and from what I can tell, of no relation to the 3 nightmares up above, but it scares me all the same.
I was in a pretty little cottage on an idyllic street. I was the same age I am now. I was just sitting by the window, looking outside.
Then there were these ENORMOUS crashes. I ran outside and the sky was this sickly gray color, and there were enormous potholes in the ground. Things were destroyed. People were staring up at the sky and screaming.
When I looked up I saw the asteroid Juno orbiting INSIDE our atmosphere.
Yeah. That scared me.
>.<
Anyways, anyone that can help me figure out what these dreams are supposed to mean, and how I can get over these constant nightmares?
I've been having very strange nightmares for the past few months (at least one every week), but some stand out as being extremely strange, ones I can remember almost perfectly, and I can't figure out what the heck is going on. Not to mention it's wreaking havoc on my sleeping patterns. They all happen around the same time, 3AM-which I've heard is the time most people experience nightmares.
Take this morning's nightmare, for exampple. I have not been this scared by a nightmare since one I had when I was six (and still remember clearly).
For some reason, we were painting this palace-like house. It was like a magnificant museum, with all these canvases in gold and silver frames. Except all those canvases were blank! And everything in it was black. The floors were a shiny black marble, the walls were black brick on the bottom half and blank drywall on the top (we were re-painting, apparently). The place felt familiar. I looked really different, too. I was older and prettier, and I was wearing overalls (let it be known that I would NEVER be caught in overalls). I was painting and moving things in cardboard boxes around. With me was my twin, Eric, who looked like a moving person, and my dad's girlfriend, Jean. We were talking about this part of the house as the "inner" part of the house-like a palace inside of a normal house. Strange. We were also talking about how the inner part of the house was supposed to be haunted, and we would have to be able to protect ourselves from the ghosts if they came.
At some point, I had to go to the bathroom, but they kept keeping me from going. I was FINALLY able to go, but just when I was unclipping my overall straps someone knocked on the door. I kept telling them to wait, but they wouldn't stop knocking. So I just flung open the door, screaming in this really deep voice that didn't sound like me, "Why can't I trust you?"
Here's the strangest part. The words echoed back to me in my normal voice as "Why can't I trust me?" and I think that's when I got really, really scared.
Eric and Jean had been knocking. Eric had this really stern look on his face, and Jean had a big pink highlighter, looking stern too. She started coloring on my face and neck with the highlighter, repeating over and over, "Don't be stupid," only it was in a deeper voice then her usual voice.
That's when I woke up. I was terrified. This was the worst nightmare yet-I couldn't move, I was sweating, my heart was pounding, and the ocean sound I had on my sound relaxation thing sound really scary.
I was so scared that for the first time since I was really small, I desperately wanted to go to Mom's room and crawl in bed with her. I was like a little kid again. Then I got my senses, turned the light on, stuck my Enya CD in the stereo, and tried to relax.
I got back to sleep, but I woke up several more times during the night with that same emotion of intense fear.
Now we come to the issue of Eric.
Apparently he also had a nightmare. See, this is really strange.
Eric is my (fraternal) twin brother. We were born really close together, and sometimes it's like we can read each other's minds. He didn't tell me all the details, but this is what he told me:
His nightmare involved moving into a house. One that felt like he'd been there before.
And, like mine, the fright was strange. He was working as a mover, bringing things into this house, and he was bringing a box into the attic when he saw his alarm clock there. It said the time was 8:18, only the top half of the LED for the one was burnt out, and for some reason it really scared him. He, too, woke up feeling frightened.
Doesn't it seem strange that both of us, twins, had such similar and related nightmares so close together?
Only one other of my nightmares has been quite as wacky as last night's. But I have dreamed hearing about a house similar to the one I saw in my nightmare. I heard about a house with an "inner" section that was haunted. I remember being in a crawlspace as a young girl, looking through a grating in a ceiling into an inner part of a house that was all black with gold and silver frames on the wall-then hurrying away scared, for no particular reason.
My other really wacky nightmare was absolutely insane, and from what I can tell, of no relation to the 3 nightmares up above, but it scares me all the same.
I was in a pretty little cottage on an idyllic street. I was the same age I am now. I was just sitting by the window, looking outside.
Then there were these ENORMOUS crashes. I ran outside and the sky was this sickly gray color, and there were enormous potholes in the ground. Things were destroyed. People were staring up at the sky and screaming.
When I looked up I saw the asteroid Juno orbiting INSIDE our atmosphere.
Yeah. That scared me.
>.<
Anyways, anyone that can help me figure out what these dreams are supposed to mean, and how I can get over these constant nightmares?
err well the first two seem like normal dreams to me, psychogical things... Twins always are really connected, they did a study on it where they stuck twins in different rooms and asked one to just write what they thought of and the other twin focus on what their twin was thinking and write it down, and then asked them a bunch of questions, and waay more than the norm for guessing was right.
