FanChan wrote:I don't try to read too much out of my dreams. The only thing I've ever cared to read out of them is the fact that my big brother - who was killed before I was born - is looking out for me throughout them. He's been present from the start. Those times when things seem to be getting totally overwhelming, he pops up, and things aren't so bad anymore.
Some of the worst ones I've had involved being raped, sometimes by people I know. Countless ones that involved being chased, running for my life, others of being killed various ways - being locked in a car that's filling up with exhaust, or trying to fly a plane through a lightning storm are two examples. The one that really freaked me out last week involved walking my cat down the road (yes, walking my cat; it was a dream, after all), and this big mean dog tried to attack her. I kept protecting her, which eventually got the dog to try to attack me. The last thing I remember of that dream is being on my back, with my hands around the dog's head, just behind it's snapping and snarling mouth a few inches from my face. *shudder* It was very vivid, and the adrenaline rush it gave me really heightened the fear.
It's not as bad looking at it as some of the others I've had, but it really freaked me out.
wow....that's terrifying....the exhaust one kinda reminds me of a couple drowning dreams i've had...like a car driving off the road into the water and seeing the water rise above the wind shield....very freaky.