The Dark
17,000 writes: Everything bad happens in the dark. Tell us your stories of noises and bumps in the night, power cuts, blindfolds and cinema fumbling.
( , Thu 23 Jul 2009, 15:49)
17,000 writes: Everything bad happens in the dark. Tell us your stories of noises and bumps in the night, power cuts, blindfolds and cinema fumbling.
( , Thu 23 Jul 2009, 15:49)
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Nightmare that was real
I once had a nightmare that I was sleeping in a hay shed with friends. Outside there was a creature that used some kind of mental telepathy to rener us all immobile, after which it slowly clawed the hay bales away from around my friends and then ate them.
In my dream, I lay there, helpless and unable to move while my friends were being devoured. . . then the creature came for me. . . . It's cold claws were scraping along my arm. . . . At this point, I woke up in my room - with a dark shape over me and its claws scraping down my arm. I sat bold-upright screaming my lungs out. THE CREATURE WAS REAL AND IN MY ROOM!!!!!
Suddenly the light came on. . . My wife had got up to go to the toilet in the middle of the night. When she returned to the bedroom, she heard me moaning (having the nightmare) she walked around to my side of the bed and in the darkness she was trying to feel where I was, when her cold hands and fingernails scraped along my arm (the cold claws I felt in my nightmare were her fingernails)
I sat up for about 2 hours after that, trying to calm down before I could sleep again.
( , Mon 27 Jul 2009, 9:48, Reply)
I once had a nightmare that I was sleeping in a hay shed with friends. Outside there was a creature that used some kind of mental telepathy to rener us all immobile, after which it slowly clawed the hay bales away from around my friends and then ate them.
In my dream, I lay there, helpless and unable to move while my friends were being devoured. . . then the creature came for me. . . . It's cold claws were scraping along my arm. . . . At this point, I woke up in my room - with a dark shape over me and its claws scraping down my arm. I sat bold-upright screaming my lungs out. THE CREATURE WAS REAL AND IN MY ROOM!!!!!
Suddenly the light came on. . . My wife had got up to go to the toilet in the middle of the night. When she returned to the bedroom, she heard me moaning (having the nightmare) she walked around to my side of the bed and in the darkness she was trying to feel where I was, when her cold hands and fingernails scraped along my arm (the cold claws I felt in my nightmare were her fingernails)
I sat up for about 2 hours after that, trying to calm down before I could sleep again.
( , Mon 27 Jul 2009, 9:48, Reply)
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