I'm going to kick this off with a strange dream I had last night.
I'm at comic con buying all these bargains when I see some soldiers walking around. Though I can't see them very well, I know they're not on my country's side. I walk down this weird tunnel (lined with stalls) and come out in a suburb. All the houses look the same and are like the houses at Alexandria. Suddenly I am Rick Grimes, and I go into my house. The princess of the other side (the other side in the war) is there. Soldiers come to capture me but she says that they must leave me alone because it is my house. They do while she's there, but afterwards their patrol from the street is always looking for signs that I am home. Most of the time I stay hidden from the patrols, but when this person who is staying with me (sort of looked like Morgan but not exactly) blows our cover the soldier captures me. Carol appears and bashes the soldier's head in with a roll of catalogues, we hide the body under the house and leave no traces of blood or the attack. The dream ends with us barricading the doors and getting the house ready for war.
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I once had a dream that a cyborg banana with a machine gun was chasing me over rope bridges in a jungle through this square of connected treehouses. It was utterly terrifying. To this day, I rarely eat bananas.
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I was a really weird bat-winged person, then I flew off a cliff and fell, the elvin bounty hunter that was supposed to be kidnapping me saved me from drowning, and then I supposedly had to drink minotaur blood or I would die.
Then in a different dream I was with some sort of tribe, there was another tribe of people with cat claws, who kidnapped me and tortured me, thing is I actually felt it.
This one was scary but looking back on it funny, I was the size of a toy and characters from the movie Toy Story were battling each other. -
I had a very heart warming dream about three siblings in a zombie apocalypse. Though in this apocalypse people can also get sick, and eventually you'll shrivel to dust. So zombies and sickness, what a wonderful world.
It begins with three children (just like the Violet, Klaus and Sunny) and their father. They are sheltering in a warehouse, but in the night a herd of zombies start waltzing inside. It gets bad quickly, and in an emotional scene the father sacrifices himself so that the children can get away.
Though the siblings survive for a while, the little girl is lost along the way. I didn't see this happen in the dream, though I could feel the brother and sister's sadness.
The bro and sis are inside a small building now, huddling together for warmth. Then the boy coughs, his hand shakes. He tells his sister to go, to leave him because he is sick and going to die. They hear groans of zombies in the background, and the intensity rises. She grabs onto his hand, saying she doesn't want to leave, and his hand turns to dust. He screams at her to go, and she does, just as zombies enter their view.
This is how the dream ends, with the sister running away. I hope my dream world will give me a sequel sometime because that really was a massive cliff-hanger. Though I think I might write this sometime. -
I had this one dream a few nights ago that felt freakishly real....I was a senior high school boy living in a tin shed with my mom, sister, brother, and jerk dad and I wasn't allowed to go to the end-of-the-year party for some reason. I went anyway (like a rebel) and ran into my seventh grade history teacher, except he had this awful white mullet. He said he liked my hair.....it was a weird dream because I wasn't myself and my family wasn't my family but I felt like it was right. When Real Mom woke me up I was still mad at Dream Mom for not letting me go to the party so I grunted and flopped on my bed. I laughed at myself later. Would this be considered a special sort of dream or is it just....one of the norms? (I'm kinda new to this whole lucid dreaming thing)
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Since you didn't know you were dreaming, it's a normal dream, but a crazy one! Thanks for sharing it. I love the way our in-dream emotions can bleed into waking life.
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