Post by gantzgun74 on Jun 8, 2012 8:55:02 GMT -5
I know I’m up earlier then I usually am, but this is something I HAVE to say, something that has to be said…
I just had one of the freakiest and most mind-scarring nightmare I’ve ever had in my life last night. I’m debating whether or not to go back to sleep. Seriously I’m that freaked. It started off as a Homestuck dream, or something, nothing too major. Then elements from Total Drama Revenge of the Island came into play… I’d try to make sense of that if I wanted to, but this rant isn’t about that, it’s about what happened next.
You see, all throughout the dream, there were continually hints of some kind of ghost haunting the character I was looking through the eyes of (I think I looked like Jake in the dream), and everyone just kept on telling me to igore it, that it’s nothing in particular… Then everything comes to a head near the end… I’m leaving a place that looks like my dad’s old country home, and I suddenly hear a voice coming from it that vaguely sounds like some child’s voice singing the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse theme, asking me to come into the house…..
Well, it doesn’t take a genius to know what I did instead. I hoped into the car and drove off. More weirdness followed that before….
I THINK in one scene up to 15 different guys had their heads turn into something into soething else and stare at the fourth wall, ME. I don’t remember exactly what the heads became, I just remember these sunken in eyes that just pierced my soul, with a voice singing in a creepy child like monotone.
Does it get worse? YES IT DOES! My dream-self, manages to close it’s eyes just before I can get a REALLY good look at whatever the hell the thing was… And the next thing I know, I’m waking up in my room… Or at least trying to. All the while, I’m aware SOMETHING WAS IN THE ROOM WITH ME, talking with me beside my bed. I’m not too panicked until a few seconds in when I’m pretty sure I’m trying to MAKE MYSELF MAD IN ORDER TO give my body the extra adrenaline it needed just to get up.
In the end, I never saw what had been talking down on me…….. I think the adrenaline I gave myself finally woke me up after a few seconds of my Dreamself struggling to get out of his bed
I’m glad for that too, I think the answer to what had been in my room would’ve just freaked me out more then this is freaking me out already. I’m tired yes, but I’m not tired enough to go back to bed and give sleep another try after THAT. I mean, I want more sleep, but JESUS. WHAT DID I EAT LAST NIGHT?!? I don’t even recall watching stuff like the fucking SHINING, OR SCREAM…
I just had one of the freakiest and most mind-scarring nightmare I’ve ever had in my life last night. I’m debating whether or not to go back to sleep. Seriously I’m that freaked. It started off as a Homestuck dream, or something, nothing too major. Then elements from Total Drama Revenge of the Island came into play… I’d try to make sense of that if I wanted to, but this rant isn’t about that, it’s about what happened next.
You see, all throughout the dream, there were continually hints of some kind of ghost haunting the character I was looking through the eyes of (I think I looked like Jake in the dream), and everyone just kept on telling me to igore it, that it’s nothing in particular… Then everything comes to a head near the end… I’m leaving a place that looks like my dad’s old country home, and I suddenly hear a voice coming from it that vaguely sounds like some child’s voice singing the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse theme, asking me to come into the house…..
Well, it doesn’t take a genius to know what I did instead. I hoped into the car and drove off. More weirdness followed that before….
I THINK in one scene up to 15 different guys had their heads turn into something into soething else and stare at the fourth wall, ME. I don’t remember exactly what the heads became, I just remember these sunken in eyes that just pierced my soul, with a voice singing in a creepy child like monotone.
Does it get worse? YES IT DOES! My dream-self, manages to close it’s eyes just before I can get a REALLY good look at whatever the hell the thing was… And the next thing I know, I’m waking up in my room… Or at least trying to. All the while, I’m aware SOMETHING WAS IN THE ROOM WITH ME, talking with me beside my bed. I’m not too panicked until a few seconds in when I’m pretty sure I’m trying to MAKE MYSELF MAD IN ORDER TO give my body the extra adrenaline it needed just to get up.
In the end, I never saw what had been talking down on me…….. I think the adrenaline I gave myself finally woke me up after a few seconds of my Dreamself struggling to get out of his bed
I’m glad for that too, I think the answer to what had been in my room would’ve just freaked me out more then this is freaking me out already. I’m tired yes, but I’m not tired enough to go back to bed and give sleep another try after THAT. I mean, I want more sleep, but JESUS. WHAT DID I EAT LAST NIGHT?!? I don’t even recall watching stuff like the fucking SHINING, OR SCREAM…
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