I've had many weird dreams. Most of them I had while I was a kid.
-When I grew up we lived out in the woods. One must take a dirt road that runs parrell with a river. In a dream I had; I was in my car, and following the car of my aunt out this road.
All of a sudden her car just flipped over the hill and splashed into the river. I stopped my car, jumped out and ran down over the hill toward her.
Her car was under the water, and I dived in only to see her headless body still in the car and her decapitated head floating at the bottom.
That dream scarred me for months.
-In another dream me and some friends were walking through the woods and came upon a HUGE three story house.
We went inside and there were people walking all around, and for some reason we began to pry the floorboards up.
We were in what seemed like a lobby, and after we got the floorboards up, we seen a casket. We opened this and a woman who was half-rotten with red, flowing hair jumped straight out of the casket and lunged for me. I awoke at that point.
-I was living in Alabama and had just gotten a new job. I have always been a heavy sleeper, and alarm-clocks rarely wake me. Before I went to sleep I was worried that I was not going to get up in time to make it to work.
Well, in my dream I awoke at my dad's back in West Virginia. I walked into my dad's kitchen, and I was fussing and cussing because I did not get up in time to make it to work.
I poured myself a cup of coffee, and dust came out, and in my dream I said "This is a dream. I am dreaming, I am still asleep in Alabama".
That is the first and last time I ever knew that I was dreaming while in a dream.
-In another dream I was down at my grandma's and grandpa's (they lived below me all of my life until I moved out) and it seemed we all were having a HUGE family reunion. Well, at the gathering there was this small, black kid that nobody knew.
He kept to himself, and we all kept going about our buisness until he hunched over and started growling, shaking, and foaming at the mouth. Hs eyes started to grow red, and he began speaking in what sounded like a deep growl.
I awoke after that.
Alot of my dreams have me at my grandma and grandpa's old home. I spend MANY MANY days and nights there. In almost all of my nightmares, I somehow end up at their old house with them, and someone it is like a safe-haven that no evil can come into.
I have had so many nightmares and weird dreams that I could write a book.
Let me know if you would like to hear more.