Blast from the past...

[deathpixie]

When I was a kid, I had a series of recurring nightmares. Three or so different ones, that would pop up regularly over the years. One (about the person chasing me and beating me up) stopped when I got my green belt in karate and turned around in the dream and beat him up. One (the weird one about stretching really thin to cross a gorge that's basically your essential pain-filled dream) I haven't had for a while.

The third made a reappearance last night. *brrs* It's the cannibalistic psychotic murderers one, where I'm safe but everyone around me is killed/tortured/eaten while I cower in a floor space/tunnel under a trap door and hope they don't find me. And unlike most dreams, when I wake up from it and go back to sleep, I always go right back to where I was. Stupid thing intrudes on regular dreams, too - I was having a rather pleasant Firefly-inspired dream before my psycho cannibal friends showed up.

I'm glad it was sunny this morning - nothing like daylight to dispell stupid childhood fears.

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[sevenall.livejournal.com]

Oh, I have the third one too, mostly with the twist that the murderer adores me and gives me the other corpses for surprise presents. And I have to try to pretend I reciprocate to give the others time to escape.

Yes, I had a really interesting ex *g*.

[thatpalebluedot.livejournal.com]

I have the third one too, with variations--it's actually very common. It's a standard anxiety dream--like the one about showing up with your clothes gone. :)

*hugs* to keep away your mean cannibal peoples.

(Of course, due to the fibro, I have the weird thing where most of my dreams are at least partially lucid, and I'm aware of my body during the dream--I'm aware that my hips hurt, or that the pillow isn't aligned right to help my neck, and because of that, also aware of exactly what I'm wearing to sleep. So whatever PJs or lack thereof I'm wearing to sleep is what I wear in the dream. :) Fortunately, most of the dream people don't seem to notice. ;)

[msss.livejournal.com]

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[dumbphilomel.livejournal.com]

Ha! I have a variation on the third one as well. Of course, as a kid, I also had one in which I was being stalked by an elephant--who I never saw, but who left large elephant droppings from our house down the street. I think I was a weird kid :-)