WHAT IS THE WORST DREAM YOU'VE EVER HAD? (TERRIFYING DREAM STORY WITHIN)

Shit dude.

I had a rather traumatizing dream myself recently. Thing is, it was very symbolic.

To understand the symbolism, here are some of the happenings in my life. My sister flew to Zambia in September and we were on VERY bad terms when she left. We haven't spoken to each other in 2 months (taking turns to ignore each other's emails) but she recently sent all her friends (including me) an email in which she said she broke her laptop and wouldn't be able to write for a while. She asked if everyone was doing well and everything and I recognized that as my chance to make up. I really wanted to write a long long email and to apologize but in the end, I just couldn't write her more than three lines and that was that.

That night I had a very psychological nightmare. I dreamed that it was the day after I wrote back to my sister. Everything was going perfectly fine. I went out with my friends, had fun. At one point my mom called me to ask if my sis had written to me yet. I think I said no.

One of my friends accompanied me on the way home and she told that my sis might die one day soon and it would seem like I didn't care at all.

When I came home I started saying to myself that she could go to hell for all I cared, that I wouldn't miss her if she died, that I didn't care about her because she obviously didn't care about me to enough to send me a separate email instead of a group one. Then a friend of my sisters' called me on my cell and told me my sis had died. I went all "Pshhhhhhh, yeah right"

Then I noticed a sauce pot in the middle of the effing living room. My cat was circling around it like she wanted to eat whatever its contents were. Anyway, it smelled incredibly bad so I went over to see what the hell was inside.

It was my sister's body chopped up and boiling in a weird white liquid. I shouted, screamed, freaked, cried, everything. I called my dad and he said he'd handle it. He came home and he was very calm about it. I got the feeling that he was being calm for my sake. My mom got home too and even she didn't cry even though her face was all red and it was obvious she wanted to. So I went to my room and felt sorry for myself, started regretting everything I had said about my not caring about her, not writing a longer letter when I'd had the chance, being a nuisance to my parents and not letting them mourn their own daughter's death properly.

I woke up in the middle of the night and I was actually crying for real. At first I couldn't even realize if all that had happened had been a dream or not. Eventually I calmed down and went back to sleep.

edit: more tl;dr.
Seeing as most of the time people know what their greatest fears are, I've always thought of nightmares as a person's brain's attempt to prepare him/her for the possible situation in which those fears become reality. I also believe in the symbolism behind dreams. Although the message in my nightmare was more than crystal clear, I still can't get over my pride and make up with my sister. One thing I've learned though, is not to take her for granted anymore.

I've got one from when I was a kid. I'm sure you'll enjoy it. Actually, if you're interested I have some creepy personal stories I saved from /x/. Anyway, onto my story.

This was back in elementary school. we had several "lunch teachers" whose only job was to patrol the halls and supervise recesses and lunch. Amusingly enough, I think I had this dream because of a freddie kruger movie. I'd only ever seen his claws when the movie was on, and I was shooed off to bed. I think it was more the hype that surrounded the movie for me that scared me.

Anyway, the nightmare starts as I'm wandering alone in our playground at school. There's this really thick mist that surrounds me, and I can't see pas a few feet away. Everything inside is perfectly visible though. Anyway, it's all very quiet, but eventually I find one or two people I know (none I particularly like) and we stick together because we don't know what's going on. after wandering around and gathering several kids, we hear a commotion and find another group of children watching one of the lunch teachers. She was kinda fat, and sitting on this big black innertube. She was saounding really incoherent, but the only thing we could make out was, "Stay away... Go Away..." Oh by the way, at this point everything is kinda viewed from third person. I can see myself. Eventually, she gasps and makes this sound... I can't describe what it was anymore. I don't know if she cried, or screamed or what...

By this time, we're all terrified, and then as she falls off the tube we see kruger's claws coming out of the rubber of the tube. Suddenly, there's a scene change. First person again, and me and all the other kids are in the gymnasium (of my preschool?). I don't know why we're all just sitting in a cirlce, but there's at least 20 of us. We're all scared, and not talking. Eventually, after what seemed like forever, Kruger comes in, and picks up a child (who screams and tries to wriggle her way out and fails) and leaves again. This happens a few times, until I'm picked up, though I don't struggle.

Eventually, he throws me into another room, but this is one I've never seen before. Everything is dark, and lit up by some red or orange light from somewhere I never bother looking at. All it is is carousels. Side by side. My vision is wrong - every time I turn my head, it's like some cheap 80's special effect where everything blurs and I'm left with an afterimage. I can see all the other kids are on different animals of the carousels, but they're not moving. I can see their eyes are clouded over. I run frantically from child to child, yelling at them to wake up, but they don't. Finally, I feel a lurch, and look over to where the light is coming from. I see that the carousels are suspended in this giant room with rock walls, and there is a lake of lave below us. On the wall opposite us, there is this great lava face - and the carousels start to twirl, and we all start moving towards the face. It's mouth opens up, and just before we enter it, I scream and wake up in a cold sweat.

That was my first Nightmare. I didn't want another one.

Those nightmares are freaky :(

My scariest dream was a recurring one of a snake and a wolf ganging up of me in a shed trying to eat me. They never managed though, my reflexes were like lightning.

2nd scariest was with telletubies in, it was horrendous, no joke.

Hahah, i wouldn't call it special skills.
I mightve exaggerated the reflexes like lighting bit, I just ran around a lot.

Rei started one pretty recently. It's on the second page. >___>