Erucia wrote:Giovenith wrote:I had some rather freaky nightmares last night, told my mom about them. She says I should take it easy with both every day stress, and all of the "dark stuff" I encounter often in my internet time. Myeeeeeh, might try to lean towards finding something silly rather than intense to do for few days. Those dreams were messed up.
...Do you mind if I ask about them?
First a friend of mine (who is one of the sweetest most adorable girls in the world) died by accidentally tripping down a flight of stairs and managing to decapitate herself, so me and my other friends had a huge funeral for her that lasted like an entire day. I went home, and my mom was all angry with me for staying out late, so I tried to explain what happened to my friend, but she just kept yelling, and laughing and making fun of my friend's death. To get away from it, I hid in the basement, where some delusional, middle-aged, crippled woman was living, and a guy came downstairs and basically told me that puppies would continuously come wandering downstairs, and that if I basically didn't quickly kill them all with my bare hands, a creature would evolve from one and impregnate the woman with the Antichrist. Not wanting the world to come to an end, I complied, feeling quite shitty as I drowned and crushed several poor puppies, many of whom looked like my own dog. Soon though, another guy with long, knife-like fingernails came downstairs and killed the guy who told me to kill the dogs, so I ran outside to escape, where several guards were waiting. A random person (who was apparently my friend in the dream) said they were looking for us, and if they caught us, they would take us back to the basement and torture us to death like in the fanfic, "Cupcakes" (which I have read). After barely escaping, I had to pick up my little brothers from school for whatever reason, to find that their school had been turned into some trash-hole with secret passageways and stuff, looking more like a prison hand-molded out of concrete and spray-painted orange than a school. I couldn't find them. Then I woke up.
Yeah, I don't know what the hell is wrong with me, either.