The only nightmare I've had in years
I'm a teenage girl is senior year of highschool. I haven't had a nightmare in at least seven or eight years, and I nearly always remember my dreams. I can also almost always control my dreams (so basically if somone ever came at me with a knife, it turned around in midair and went back to them) which may have something to do with why I never have nightmares. However, last night I had the following dream:
I was at some club (or sorority house or something) with these nicely dressed guys and girls who all looked in their mid-twenties. I was some 26 year old girl, I think, but either way, I literally wasn't myself. I felt really anxious and I wanted to leave the place, but for some reason I stayed. I walked over to a girl dressed in a black hostess outfit and asked her something. We started a conversation and I mentioned I'd never been here before and she said something along the lines of "Yes you have. Don't you remember? This is the third time you been here." And I started accusing her of giving me some sort of amnesia pill, but then I stopped and decided to play dumb until I figured out what was going on. Some guys walked past and I let them hit on me, then one man with dark hair, a blue shirt, and black pants came up to me and placed his hand on my shoulder. I pretended like I remembered him and that it didn't bother me that he seemed to want to make out. Then he started pulling off my clothes and, in the dream still, I woke up, and I was in "my" bed wearing shoes and someone was strangling me and I couldn't breath. It was then, I think, that I realized I was dreaming and I remember trying to force myself to wake up. I felt like I was pulling myself out of my body.
When I finally woke in real life, I felt sick. My head hurt and my stomach felt awful. I was so scared. I'd never be so terrified in my life. I'd only been asleep for an hour. I called my friend and we talked for like ten mins. or so, and I was completly back to normal. I went back to bed and slept fine.
Now, right before I went to bed that night, I had gotten in a slight arguement with one of my friends over the phone, and I was really mad. But I'd had nearly an identical arguement with this girl before and gone to bed just as mad, but it had never affected my sleep so I don't think that had anything to do with it.
Anyway, the whole thing was really scary and really weird and I have no idea what it may have meant.
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