Hey! I've had my nightmares for Wilder's Wonka! After what I went through, I'm glad I'm past those! That movie screwed me up for years.
Dreams
#31
Posted 21 July 2005 - 09:51 PM
Hey! I've had my nightmares for Wilder's Wonka! After what I went through, I'm glad I'm past those! That movie screwed me up for years.
Chyld is an ignorant slut.
- Campbell Bean (David Tennant), Takin' Over the Asylum, 1994
#32
Posted 21 July 2005 - 10:05 PM
And yeah, that Wilder movie really deserves a higher rating. That boat-tunnel scene was just really nasty. I can only assume the editors weren't paying attention to what was actually going on there. Beheaded chickens. Nice.
Hari: Yay!
#33
Posted 21 July 2005 - 10:58 PM
Then my body snapped on, and I swear I felt myself falling onto the bed, shaking around to keep myself moving and then got online to avoid my demonic bed from sending me into space. Funny how I always connected that with heaven when I'm not Christian or of any other religion that worships Jehova. Maybe the angels were trying to steal me to learn my secrets.
#34
Posted 21 July 2005 - 11:56 PM
Sometimes I'll wake up and one of my arms will be totally limp and I'll need to move it with my other arm until it wakes up, or I'll move it and it'll go the wrong way.
And upon occasion I've woken up paranoid because it was like somone leaned over in my ear and whispered a word to me. That always freaks me out.
Everybody: About the falling and seeing when you're asleep, might I suggest you look into astral travel...
#35
Posted 22 July 2005 - 03:22 AM
I've had that a few times, but it never scared me because I genuinely believe in ghosts. :P It's so much less stressful to just mutter "Oh fuck off," and go back to sleep than it is to agonise over whether something's there or not.
Hmmm?
This post has been edited by Rhubarb: 22 July 2005 - 03:22 AM
#36
Posted 22 July 2005 - 09:17 AM
The next morning I asked my sister if she had been in my room, and she said no. I KNOW I saw something there, it was too real.
Another time something similar happened, again I woke up in the middle of the night and in the corner of my eye I could see there was something like a green skinny hand there. Again, I shut my eyes (yeah, very brave...), and could not say a word. I only had control of my eyes, because I couldn't move any other part of my body. During the night I remember I opened my eyes several times, to see if whatever it was was still there, and I would always get an image of a green hand, o a green foot.
Maybe it was just a nightmare, I don't know, but both times it just felt real.
#37
Posted 22 July 2005 - 10:49 AM
The next morning I asked my sister if she had been in my room, and she said no. I KNOW I saw something there, it was too real.
Another time something similar happened, again I woke up in the middle of the night and in the corner of my eye I could see there was something like a green skinny hand there. Again, I shut my eyes (yeah, very brave...), and could not say a word. I only had control of my eyes, because I couldn't move any other part of my body. During the night I remember I opened my eyes several times, to see if whatever it was was still there, and I would always get an image of a green hand, o a green foot.
Maybe it was just a nightmare, I don't know, but both times it just felt real.
The experiences, for those who have them, are quite similar...
I think I once saw something about this on... Discovery? Hehe!
I'll try to find something else in the internet.
Isaac Asimov
#38
Posted 22 July 2005 - 11:48 AM
I've been scared after reading scary stories, then trying to get to sleep. I'd imagine eyes looking at me from my window. These weren't dreams, but just my imagination.
I had a strange dream last night. I was living in a little village with my friend, Sean. Lately, there had been some strange stuff going on, mostly some people were acting wierd, sort of like robots. More and more people started acting strange, and we found out that it was coming from a building where people would go for a convention. We didn't go, but we sort of gave up hope about not also being turned, so we went to a line in the building. Then Sean's dad came and pulled us away. We went back to my house to get stuff, cause we were leaving. I turned on my computer to put a warning on this site, but they broke into my house and tried to strangle me with a plastic bag. Then I woke up.
#39
Posted 22 July 2005 - 12:39 PM
Here it is! We're not alone in this one! Lol!
- Sleep Paralysis or Old Hag Syndrome -
Isaac Asimov
#40
Posted 22 July 2005 - 03:27 PM
I usualy open my eyes and find that I am sleeping against my pillow in a position where I can't breath. I try and move so I can get some air but my body just doesn't listen. I end up yelling at my self 'to get the fuck up!' It's one of my scariest moments, I hate the feeling of not being able to breath.
Also, when I get a really vivid (non-porno) dream I tell my mom about it and she can tell a bit of my future from it. Thing is that she is actually right on. Damn... first my mum's dream and hand reading, now with Icey's tarot it seems like my future is an open book to everybody except me.
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You've read it, you can't un-read it. Stay tooned for more
TALES OF INTEREST.
I like to be part of the crowd so I want to say that Icey is the best guy ever
#41
Posted 22 July 2005 - 11:01 PM
I usualy open my eyes and find that I am sleeping against my pillow in a position where I can't breath. I try and move so I can get some air but my body just doesn't listen. I end up yelling at my self 'to get the fuck up!' It's one of my scariest moments, I hate the feeling of not being able to breath.
Also, when I get a really vivid (non-porno) dream I tell my mom about it and she can tell a bit of my future from it. Thing is that she is actually right on. Damn... first my mum's dream and hand reading, now with Icey's tarot it seems like my future is an open book to everybody except me.
And me. Heh.
Isaac Asimov
#43
Posted 23 July 2005 - 04:22 PM
There was also some issue that I had to find a way into some restricted area without getting caught, but I was having a difficult time finding all the keys/key components to get in without an adult in charge finding me. I remember one bit I found was an actual padlock, but I don't know what it was supposed to be for - just that it was really important, and when I was found out (again) I tried another overt attempt to reveal myself. One was when we passed a bookcase and I tried asking for books that were decidedly too complex for a five-year-old to understand (I remember specifically asking if there was a copy of A Clockwork Orange), and then making the comment "I hate being this small again - I have to run just to keep up with everyone else's steps." when I was following her to the main office.
Then the whole thing got a bit silly at the end, and I somehow got into an old Bugs Bunny "Duck Season! Rabbit Season!" type argument with someone (which I won).
There was also another one, where I was following a group of shady-looking guys into a hotel, god only knows why, because I knew exactly what they were planning to do to me. So I thought I'd throw off their plans and brought my mother along with me. This worked until the punk in charge got pissed off and started yelling about it (he may or may not have pulled out a gun). I don't remember much about how it happened, but suddenly my mother disappeared and was replaced by a group of my friends (all of whom I had never even seen before) watching from the sidelines, and it turned into and all-out brawl between the leader and me, and I just whaled on him (because like I said, I knew all along what he had planned to do to me, and I was pissed). By the end he was a crying, whimpering mass on the floor. Then the cops came to break it up, and we all had to lie down on the floor and sit quietly (like five year olds) until someone important came to deal with us.
Chyld is an ignorant slut.
- Campbell Bean (David Tennant), Takin' Over the Asylum, 1994