NightMare # Title#1
I've had this dream since I was in High School. It freaks me out to this very day...

It was just like any other day. I went to school and all seemed normal. I had just returned from lunch and entered the band room for my next class. As I was retrieving my instrument from its carrying case, other students began pouring into the room. However, it wasn't the regular kids that were usually in band practice with me. They were all jocks and preppies (for lack of a better description), who wouldn't usually be caught dead even associating with someone in 'band room.' Something else seemed odd too, they locked all of the doors and windows going in and out of the room. I tried to ignore them, but a girl who always derived great pleasure in tormenting and bullying me suddenly caught my eye. She seemed pale and sickly looking for some reason. As she approached me, I was expecting her to greet me with the same hostility and contempt as was usual for her type of personality disorder. I was more than a bit perplexed when, to my surprise, she simply looked at me and said in a wavering tone, "Stay away from the shadows." Just as she completed uttering the nonsensical phrase, a large, wet, scaly-brown reptilian claw exploded out from beneath one of the instrument cases on the floor and grabbed her leg! With a great surge of strength, it immediately yanked her to the ground and I heard her head crack as it collided with the polished wooden planks of the hard surface. She was then thrust about the floor, to and fro, like she was nothing more than a tiny rag doll! She was kicking and screaming and crying at the same time! Finally, she disappeared under the mass of instrument cases from where the reptilian monster began its attack. All was momentarily silent. I was terrified, shocked and stunned. I couldn't move. Unexpectedly, the silence was then broken by the eerie sounds of crunching bones. Blood burst out from under the cases! That was it! I turned to run out of the room, but I slipped on a slick pool of blood, falling flat on my back. Turning my head, I observed a grotesque reptilian demon-like creature quickly slither out of a hole beneath the cases! It had blood cascading down its gnarly face, and a shred of torn clothing hanging off of one of its long razor-like fangs. I jumped to my feet and, probably due to an adrenalin rush, felt a blast of energy surge through my body. I frantically looked around the room for an exit and saw that I was the only living human left in tact! Most of the other students were now just bloody skeletons! There was carnage the likes of which was inconceivable to the human mind. Body parts, blood and bones were strewn about the entire room! As far as I could tell, only a few other people were left alive besides me. But they were all half eaten, in agony, scared out of all rational thought. Two of them were people I previously detested, but I didn't see them that way now. I felt so sorry for them. Again, I turned away to run and nearly tripped over a skeleton. I ran over to an exit where there were piles of bones completely stripped of flesh. I tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge! The jocks had locked it earlier! I quickly made my way back toward another exit in the back of the band room. As I reached for the door, a skeletal hand darted out from under one of the tables and grabbed hold of my pant leg! I looked down and saw that the hand belonged to what was left of one of my partially eaten friends. His face was twisted with anger and rage! He looked deep into my eyes and, while spewing out massive globs of blood, he shouted, "See what your rage has done?!" Then he screamed, "You summoned them! Just to get even with these damn bastards! You sacrificed all of us! Damn You!" He then climbed to his feet and lunged forward, his bloody skinless hand reaching right for my throat...

That's when I woke up. It was five minutes before my alarm clock was going to go off. It makes me shudder even to write this down, although it has inspired this gruesome text adventure. Maybe now that I have grown a bit I will be at peace from this nightmare forevermore.
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NightMare # Title#2
I have always been fond of all the Halloween movies with the character, Michael Myers. If I don't get to watch at least one movie in the series on a monthly basis, I'll sometimes make up my own version in a dream...

I'm at my high school prom and am tired from all of the fun and dancing I experienced during the event. I'm with two of my girlfriends along with their boyfriends. At the end of the evening, my friends run off somewhere and I remain in the gymnasium, waiting for them to return. At midnight, people finally start to filter out of the gym to go home. My friends are still gone and I begin to worry. After a short time, I decide I'd better go look for them. I search high and low but can't seem to locate them anywhere. The only place left I hadn't yet searched was the school kitchen so I hurry over to the cafeteria and walk through the kitchen door. There I see my friends Bob and Linda. They are dead! Murdered! Linda's throat is slashed wide open! Blood is still pulsating out of the gapping wound and spilling onto the antiseptic kitchen floor. Bob's fate appears to be even worse. He is gutted like a fish before frying! His stomach is ripped open from his naval to his chest! I scream as loud as I can, but the more I scream, the less volume I can muster! It is almost as if my own fear is muffling the sound of my shrieks. As I turn to run, I feel a sharp, cold, penetrating pain invade my right shoulder! I stop dead in my tracks, grabbing my shoulder. Blood is gushing out of a huge gash in the back of my shoulder, quickly covering my new prom dress. That's when I realize I have been stabbed! I see a figure in the shadows behind me. It's Michael! Michael Myers! He is wielding a large shiny knife! As he approaches me, I run for my life through the cafeteria and back into the gym. I bump into my boyfriend who is running in the opposite direction. He seems stunned and out of breath. He describes to me how he found my other two friends, also murdered! I tell him that Michael Myers is after me and we have to get help. There are still two other couples in the gym and we plead with them to get the hell out of there. Suddenly, we hear a noise coming from the stage and turn to examine its source. All my dead friends have been laid across one another and are stacked in a bloody pile on the center platform. I scream in terror! Michael then grabs one of the lingering girls from the arms of her boyfriend and plunges his knife deep into her breast! Her boyfriend gets a nearby two-by-four and begins beating Michael over the head with it! This only serves to make Michael angry, and he subsequently cuts the boy's head off! I am feeling weak due to a loss of blood from my shoulder wound and I almost faint. My boyfriend holds me up and forces me to run out of the gymnasium doors. We can hear the screams of the last remaining couple as Michael kills them. We lock the doors behind us and run down the steps. Michael bursts through the doors like they are made of rice paper! We run and run, but Michael is right behind us and gaining! My boyfriend tells me to keep going while he distracts Michael. The tears are streaming down my face and I can barely breathe! I hear my boyfriend shout from behind me, then a loud thud, then nothing. As I glance back, I can see only Michael there now. I turn down an alley and I scream for help. The alley ends with a chainlink fence and I have to muster every bit of strength left in my body to pull myself over it. I am in a small open field that is completely fenced in. I can barely even walk now, much less run, and I realize I am trapped! Michael paces around the fence, not attempting to climb it, when...

I wake up at 5:02 a.m., shaking and sweating. I am so frightened I begin to hyperventilate. It isn't that scary anymore, but at the time it terrified me. Luckily, that dream has never repeated or continued.
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NightMare # Title#3
It all started when I was thirteen...

A couple of my friends were sleeping over at my house one Saturday night. We watched a little t.v. and played some video games before becoming bored. We all decided that this would be a good time to play with the Ouija board to see what we could conjure up. None of us really believed in the folklore of the Ouija, we just thought it would be fun to try and scare ourselves. We asked many strange, unusual and rather stupid questions. To my surprise, they were all answered just as oddly. This was to be expected because you never knew who was applying pressure to the planchette, or pointer, whenever it "supposedly" moved. Besides, most of the time the board would just respond with a yes or no answer anyway. Eventually, we all got tired and went to bed, leaving the Ouija board where it lay. Several hours later, we were all awakened by a disturbance in the room. At first, I thought it was just from a dream I was having, but why were my friends disquieted as well? Groggy, we looked around my bedroom and noticed that the Ouija board had a distinct 'glow' about its edges in this sickly amber and lime green kind of color. It was pulsating in and out, bright then dim. It blew us away! We were mesmerized by the eerie rhythmic glow. Suddenly, a terrible high-pitched scream erupted through the walls! We all looked at each other, puzzled and in shock. Haphazardly, we all jumped up simultaneously and ran into the hallway to find the source of the horrible shriek. We saw nothing in immediate view except for the continuing luminescence of the light surrounding the Ouija board from within the bedroom. We speculated that someone was just playing a trick on us and we went back into the bedroom to examine the origin of the seductive glowing light. I, for one, was anxious to see how the trick was done. I tried to turn on the light switch in the bedroom, but it didn't seem to work. I kept flicking the switch, on then off. Each time I did this, the brilliance of the light emanating from about the Ouija became more and more intense. Finally, the glow was so extreme, the entire room was illuminated as if in the path of a powerful floodlight. All of us were awestruck! Moments later, a faint scratching at the door could be heard. I thought it was the cat and, when I opened the door, there was nothing there but total darkness. Puzzled, I closed the door and rejoined my friends on the floor. We stared transfixed on the mysterious light being emitted by the Ouija. That's when the planchette began to move on its own! We watched in astonishment as it slowly traversed the board, spelling out the word, "D-E-A-T-H." The planchette then remained still. Within seconds, that same horrifying scream once again ruptured the quiet of our surroundings! And, as before, we all ran out into the hallway, only to find it empty and dark. As I reached the end of the hallway, I realized the unknown screeching wasn't coming from there at all, but right from the center of the bedroom! We quickly hoofed it back into the room and, as soon as we all got inside, the door slammed shut! Our eyes were then drawn to the center of the Ouija board. The insidious pulsating light had now become blinding! We had to shield our eyes and...

That was it. It was only a dream. We all awoke at the same time and discovered we had all just experienced the same dream! How could that be? I turned on the light and we looked to the Ouija board, still resting solemnly on the icy bedroom floor. The planchette was pointing to the letter "H" on the board, as if it had just spelled out that dreadful word from our dream - "DEATH!"
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NightMare # Title#4
I've been having this nightmare lately. I'm not one to dream frequently, and I hardly ever remember a dream, but this one's different I guess...

I'm in a strange yet familiar neighborhood looking to visit relatives. After a long walk searching for the right house, I eventually find it and knock on the door. Nobody appears to be home, so I grab a key from under the door mat and let myself in. I can't help but notice how very cold it is inside. It's like I walked right into a refrigerator. For reasons unknown to me, I feel there may be something in the basement that can help warm up the house. I proceed down the stairs leading to the basement, which oddly seem to extend further down than I recall from previous visits. When I reach the bottom, I enter a musky dark room which I assume is the basement. Something's not quite right however. I turn around and the stairs are gone, like they were never there. It's pitch black, yet I can see fine. The room must be extremely large because I can't see the walls. "Maybe it's just late at night night and the stairs led me outside," I think to myself. Surveying the area, I notice a group of unusual statues nearby. By this point, I'm freezing my tush off and I decide to take a closer look at the figures before high-tailing it out of there. I quickly walk over to the collection of shapes and squint my eyes in amazement. The unbefitting forms appear to actually be very intricate and exquisite ice carvings - of people! But they're black, like someone sprayed them with a type of lacquer or paint. The faces sculpted in the glacial canvases are horribly twisted and brutal in representation. I can almost hear their silent screams of terror. Suddenly, I begin to recognize the faces, like old friends you haven't seen since high school. I can make out several of my friends: Tommy, Linda, and even my Uncle Chuck. Although somewhat astonished, curiosity gets the better of me and I reach out to touch one of the arctic carvings to see what it feels like. As if in a trance of some kind, I slowly move my hand up and lightly poke the face of one of the frigid characters. Startled, I jerk my hand back like I've just been burned! The statue is warm, as if alive! I'm at a complete loss. I begin to feel frightened for the first time since entering the house. "...eeekkk!" "...eeeeeekkk!" I hear faint screams of pain sounding as though they're coming from a television set in a nearby room with the volume turned down very softly. The muffled, mystifying wails fade in and out to a point where I have to strain to hear them. Laughter then erupts out of the darkness! A loud, piecing, shrieking laugh! It sounds like a combination of man, woman and child, cackling wildly in one voice! The volume becomes so thunderous and irritating, I collapse to the ground, covering my ears with my hands! Head tilted slightly, I look up to investigate the source of the horrid yelps of humor. The ambiance of the room is different now. It's no longer clear, but rather murky and foggy. I visually explore the area though the haze when I catch sight of something moving. It's one of the ice statues! And it's laughing! It looks like a man, although impossibly tall and extremely thin. The laughter then stops, as if he'd just noticed me and was momentarily stunned. He inquisitively gazes at me shaking on the floor and seems to marvel in my fear. He then smiles, displaying what I can only describe as the most horrifying expression I've ever seen. I'm panic-stricken, yet mesmerized at the same time and can't seem to look away. He extends his hand to me, skinny and boney and frosty. His skin is nearly transparent and I can see a myriad of deep blue pulsating veins overlapping the skeletal assemblage hovering before me. I don't want to, but can't help myself - I reach up and place my hand into his. Within moments, the world dissolves around me! I'm unbearably cold, frozen solid! I look up into his black eyes - his deep, immensely oversized, dead eyes! I'm sinking, falling, being sucked into his hypnotic receptors, helpless! I see my reflection in the dark glass hue of another sculpture. I'm a statue! The world is gone. I can see only the suffering of my fellow captives. I can hear only my own cries of despair. I am nothing...

I wake up, terrified. I attempt to turn on the light atop my nightstand, but I can't move. My whole body tingles and I feel I may be permanently paralyzed. After a few agonizing minutes, I manage to move my arm. It feels like lead and I'm shaky and weak. I sit up reading the rest of the night so I don't fall asleep again. Whew!
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NightMare # Title#5
This is a nightmare I used to get a lot when I was younger, but not so much anymore...

My sister and I are walking outside a hotel where we once vacationed in Colorado. I'm about nine years old and my sister is eight. We are both bored and trying to kill some time. While exploring our surroundings, I notice a man following us. He's not a particularly scary looking fellow, but since he's following us, I know it's not good. I grab my sister's arm and begin to run, dragging her behind me! She doesn't know why we're running but follows my lead anyway. Although the man maintains only a walking pace, we still can't seem get away from him, racing as fast as we can. Now frantic, I remember that our parents left the door to our hotel room propped open by stuffing a shoe in the doorframe. We dart inside the hotel and randomly run down the long hallways looking for our room. I turn around to see if the man is still behind us and am shocked to find he is right on our heels! However, he now looks very pale and untidy, and although he has developed a noticeable limp, he still manages to keep pace with me and my winded sister. Terrified, I turn down a familiar hallway that I'm sure will take us to our room. When I round the corner at the other end, our pursuer is there, standing calmly before us. He tries to grab me, but misses! I scream, turn around, and dash back down the corridor with my sister in tow! Finally, I find our room, shoe still jammed between the frame. We charge through the opening and slam the door behind us! I immediately feel a welcomed sense of relief in our seemingly safe haven. Out of breath, we walk into the main portion of the room from the entryway only to be confronted once again by our unknown aggressor! He postures in defiance, laughing maniacally and swinging a bloodied serrated knife! My eyes are then drawn to the bed where I see the mangled bloodstained bodies of my dead parents sprawled across its length! I wrench in horror and my sister screams uncontrollably! Instinctively, I attempt to avenge the murder of my parents by recklessly attacking the evil intruding savage now deriving so much pleasure from our pain! But before I can get in even a single blow, he easily picks me up and tosses me onto the bed and over the bodies of my lifeless parents! I feel lost and scared and sick. As I struggle to regain control of my senses, I notice a twinge of pain in my abdomen. In a mad frenzy, I raise my shirt to see that my stomach has a huge gash in its center! My warm blood is cascading freely over my body! "My God, he stabbed me!" My thoughts quickly raise questions, "What about my sister? What will happen to her if I die?" She runs over to me, hugs me tightly and cries incessantly. The man is creeping up behind her, securing his deadly knife and raising it high in the air! I scream, but my sister does not look up! I yell to her as loudly as I can, "Run! Run!!" She just hugs me tighter and continues to cry. Growing weaker by the second, I reach down to push her away and make her realize that he is after her! I can't move her! In a surrealistic kind of slow motion, I see the lethal knife being thrust toward her exposed back...

This is when I wake up, clutching my stomach and crying from fear. It leaves me feeling so freaked out, like I'm all alone and that I failed to keep my sister and parents safe. It's a very nasty feeling to start the day with.
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