For my first post ever on Bored Panda, I wanted to do my own Ask Pandas!
The strangest recurring dream I have had was when I was really young, like 3 or 4. I would have this dream where a monster comes into my room and I have to hide under the blankets and pillows to stay safe. It always ended with the monster exiting the room and saying he would find me next time.
So, what is your story?
#61
Sometimes, when I read a really good book series, I imagine what happens next, but like, years later in the series. I dream about that a lot. I am still in the process of imagining the future of the Framed! series. Just yesterday I had a dream that I was imagining a bunch of stuff of it, but I didn't realize it. It was just like a movie in my head. Anyways, fast forward to halfway through and I hear myself thinking "Should I bring them back?" because I killed off some characters and I thought of them just faking their deaths. So yeah, it was a weird dream and I wrote it all down. I thought of typing it here but it was WAY too long.
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#62
I had this dream frequently when I was in my early teens. They were usually
one of two versions, but both always started the same way.
one of two versions, but both always started the same way.
I’m 10 or 11. I come home at dusk after a full day of playing outside......
Version 1: I find the door to our apartment locked. After knocking for what seems like forever, I’m met at the door by a complete stranger, usually a man.
I ask where are my Mom and Dad, and he says he doesn’t know me or what
I’m talking about and that I need to go home. I start crying and he closes the door in my face. My crying wakes me.
I ask where are my Mom and Dad, and he says he doesn’t know me or what
I’m talking about and that I need to go home. I start crying and he closes the door in my face. My crying wakes me.
Version 2: I open the door to our apartment to find it dark and completely empty. I run inside and run to the kitchen, looking for my Mom. The room
is dark and completely empty. I call for my Dad, then my Mom as I start to
run to every room in the apartment. All of the rooms are dark and completely
empty. I realize that I’m feeling really scared now and I start to panic. I don’t
know what to do. I finally run out of our apartment and across the hall to our
neighbors and knock on the door. The Mom that lives there answers the door.
As soon as she sees me, she tells me that my parents moved out late this morning and says they must’ve forgot about me. I start crying and she closes the door in my face. My crying wakes me.
is dark and completely empty. I call for my Dad, then my Mom as I start to
run to every room in the apartment. All of the rooms are dark and completely
empty. I realize that I’m feeling really scared now and I start to panic. I don’t
know what to do. I finally run out of our apartment and across the hall to our
neighbors and knock on the door. The Mom that lives there answers the door.
As soon as she sees me, she tells me that my parents moved out late this morning and says they must’ve forgot about me. I start crying and she closes the door in my face. My crying wakes me.
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#63
i used to have a recurring dream that i went out of my lounge/living room door into a forest (in real life it just goes to our garden) nd then i would follow a party of people (in my dream it was normally my friends or people i knew from school). then they would suddenly disappear and i woudnt be able to get out of the forest and would be lost, it would also be completely silent whereas, when the party of people was in my dream, it would be loud. i havent had this dream for a while but i used to get it alot
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#64
I once had a Dean this was berry weird I was 4 BUT I HAD A DREAM ABOUT ME ON A SHIP PASSING PIRATE BOES. ON A ROCK THE SAME AS PIARATES OF THE CARRIBIAN and this panes about 6 or 7 times. My second one was that I was at a mall and The Teenage mutant ninja turtles help me find my mom 🤷🏼♀️
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#65
I had a dream about a karen, who would walk her dog, but th dog would kep transforming into a monster, that kept recurring.
Another dream about how me and my mom would go into a 'bomb museum'? idek
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#66
I woke up crying once
Because I had a horrible dream, something like Stranger Things mixed with The Giver, as a setting, and I was with my entire 5th-grade class. Until these other kids came along, plunging us into starvation. But we ended up starving together. We were flying somewhere, but we were being dragged by the wind, inside tons of massive blankets. Then we crashed and all got back into the place. Then I rushed to hug one of my friends. (In real life, her dog died.) Her, for some reason, and I cried a LOT. Then we got put into columns based on the first letter of our name. I was trying hard to find my best friend, cuz I was super worried about her, and I found her in the P column when she should be in the L. Her name? was Passionate. Why? I don't know. She was lying on her side, and she told me that she had to go. She showed me this magical weird vision thing, of her being taken away by guards. That's when I woke up, crying, a ton. My pillow was wet, with tears. Here is what that means:
When you stumble upon a dream about someone important to you being taken away, you are worried that the time is near to say goodbye to each other. ... Dreaming about taking away things that are significant to your loved ones means that you are experiencing jealousy.
here is what hugging my other friend meant:
Hugging in dreams is a very common occurrence. ... Dreams of hugging someone, usually symbolize someone or something you are embracing with joy. Maybe you feel sympathy towards someone or something, or feel close to something or someone. Maybe such a dream indicates you have embraced some new ideas or new behavior.
STRANGE!!
Because I had a horrible dream, something like Stranger Things mixed with The Giver, as a setting, and I was with my entire 5th-grade class. Until these other kids came along, plunging us into starvation. But we ended up starving together. We were flying somewhere, but we were being dragged by the wind, inside tons of massive blankets. Then we crashed and all got back into the place. Then I rushed to hug one of my friends. (In real life, her dog died.) Her, for some reason, and I cried a LOT. Then we got put into columns based on the first letter of our name. I was trying hard to find my best friend, cuz I was super worried about her, and I found her in the P column when she should be in the L. Her name? was Passionate. Why? I don't know. She was lying on her side, and she told me that she had to go. She showed me this magical weird vision thing, of her being taken away by guards. That's when I woke up, crying, a ton. My pillow was wet, with tears. Here is what that means:
When you stumble upon a dream about someone important to you being taken away, you are worried that the time is near to say goodbye to each other. ... Dreaming about taking away things that are significant to your loved ones means that you are experiencing jealousy.
here is what hugging my other friend meant:
Hugging in dreams is a very common occurrence. ... Dreams of hugging someone, usually symbolize someone or something you are embracing with joy. Maybe you feel sympathy towards someone or something, or feel close to something or someone. Maybe such a dream indicates you have embraced some new ideas or new behavior.
STRANGE!!
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#67
I had a dream a while ago that I was in a creepy, old house. it was daylight and it was hot. I was in fancy clothes for some reason. I walked out of the back door and I saw a creepy, old man. he was walking down the path, I went to hide, behind a rack of tinsel. Tinsel, like the kind you wrap around a Christmas tree. In August. Strange. he came directly to the tinsel and grabbed some. He sniffed the air and said, "a little girl's been in my house. I was freaking out at that point. he left and I took that as an opportunity to run around to the back of the house, to see if I could escape or find someone to help me. Then I saw best friends and some of my other friends, and my 5th-grade literacy teacher. Then a room attached to the house opened up into a beautiful, elegant, ballroom. And there were already people inside them! Then the man told me it was a prank, but I didn't believe him and I ran into the ballroom and told you guys and we escaped. the other people there never came. Somehow it was night. We were in a public place and there was a fountain, with purple, blue, and pink lights. We then found a place to escape.
The dancing plague (or dance epidemic) of 1518 was a case of dancing mania that occurred in Strasbourg, Alsace (now modern-day France), in the Holy Roman Empire in July 1518. Somewhere between 50 and 400 people took to dancing for days.
what if that was in my dream? what if those people had been there for days, dancing, and dancing, and dancing. What if he was about to do that to us?
what if that was in my dream? what if those people had been there for days, dancing, and dancing, and dancing. What if he was about to do that to us?
I had another dream last night and there I was, back in the house. But 2 best friends were there. no one else, just us. We were still dressed in fancy clothes. I took you guys to the same back door, to try and escape. I saw the man. we ran back into the house and my BFF was REALLY freakin out, so I took both of them to hide behind the tinsel. He came in, grabbed the tinsel, sniffed around, and this time he said, "Some little girls have been in my house." IT WAS CREEPY.
he left once more, so we went out the front door, only to find the ENTIRE 5th grade including our teachers, standing there. I remember the only face I could really see was my crush's. On the walls of the house, there were dresses that fit us exactly so we changed right in front of them and under we had our bathing suits on. I had a Maleficent doll and there were fake toy wings for her so I got some of those. I also got some clothes for her and for me. My friends got clothes for themselves. And we kept climbing back up to get more, and at that point, my dream ended.
he left once more, so we went out the front door, only to find the ENTIRE 5th grade including our teachers, standing there. I remember the only face I could really see was my crush's. On the walls of the house, there were dresses that fit us exactly so we changed right in front of them and under we had our bathing suits on. I had a Maleficent doll and there were fake toy wings for her so I got some of those. I also got some clothes for her and for me. My friends got clothes for themselves. And we kept climbing back up to get more, and at that point, my dream ended.
WHAT IS THIS ABOUT?!
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#68
I sometimes dream about someone helping me in the dark.
I was on the streets, it was dark, I couldn't see anything.I tried to find my house.Then someone took my hand and led me home.
Or I walked down the stairs in complete darkness, and tripped. But before I could fall, someone caught me.
I was on the streets, it was dark, I couldn't see anything.I tried to find my house.Then someone took my hand and led me home.
Or I walked down the stairs in complete darkness, and tripped. But before I could fall, someone caught me.
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#69
A group of people running by me while I'm on a run in complete medieval knight armor with axes, swords, and shields, screaming, Deus Vult! while charging at an army of evil barneys.
I always say, "Please help me." when I wake up
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#70
I’ve had Trump appear in my dreams several times. For context, I am an Australian, so he’s not in the news here as much as over there (though he’s still a controversial hot-topic)
A dream last year involved his wife coming in to his office all Esther-like and saying something along the lines of, “it is my people you are persecuting.” The next week, I see John Oliver explain that the visa she falsely came here on is one of the ones Trump was planning on cracking down on.
Later, I dreamt that I was at Trumps funeral, everyone was morning, but he wasn’t dead. I found him at the bottom of the sea. He said he was drowning, and I said something along the lines of, “so long as you have air in your lungs, you can float.” Later, I discovered that his impeachment fell through.
Even more recently, in my dreams I saw him on the beach, and he came to shake my hand. For some reason, my touch electrocuted him and struck him down, and I said in an oddly God-like voice, “you are going to stay in office, not because you are good or smart or moral, but because you’re going to bring about the signs of the end times.”
For further context, I am NOT a Trump supporter, and I DO NOT believe in apocalyptic end-times. I would not say those things, EVER, in real life. If he wins the next election, I’m going to book myself for a God-damn exorcism.
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#71
I appear just walking down a gravel road barefoot, and do so for a couple minutes until a couple old ladies give me shoes.
Somehow I get adopted by witches and wizards and they all absolutely hate me, except for one guy, and then they turn us both to cats.
It was weird.
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#72
Mine is not very good; I'm standing in a neighborhood, out on the street and I can see an airplane overhead. It coming in WAY to close and is going to crash. I have no way of alerting the people just blocks away from me. I know people are going to die and I can't help them.
This dream started to reoccur shortly after 9/11
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#73
Being stuck in a time loop like Edge of Tomorrow or Groundhog day, where I die, repeatedly, until i can figure out how to avoid the threat, often gunmen or similar. Been dreaming these for 30 something years. I learn as i dream, what not to do, such as not hiding in a dumpster or ducking underwater.
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#74
When I was 7, I always dreamed of my sister ambushing me. Probably because she ambushed me during the day.
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#75
I have one!! Pick me!! Anywaaayyy... I keep having this dream where this giant wave bursts through a wall and chases me all over!! It's very strange. It always happens on a stage! The wall on the back of the stage decides to break and let the water through to kill us all. So yeah.
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#76
Everyone I've ever known chases me and slaps me with fish, dark shadows yelling at me that I'm a failure until I reach the edge of a cliff. There's a noose hanging over it, and I fall into the abyss. I always wake up before I hit the ground, in a cold sweat.
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#77
i kept on falling into pitch-black darkness and I wake up screaming
last time my heart beated like I ran a marathon
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#78
Well, it doesn't repeat over and over again in dream form, it happens to me in real life. You guys probably think this is a lie, but let me explain before you down vote. For example, this happens to me all the time. I will have a strange dream, something random, and then one object would stand out to me, like a red vintage tool box. Then maybe a week or so after that dream happens, I see that red tool box yet again in my garage. When I do see that one object, I feel like the whole world kinda stops for very short amount of time. I remember every part of that dream for a fraction of a second, then I forget the dream completely. It's insane, but it even happens if I dream that me and my dad are getting bikes out of our garage, and then yet again, the world will stop for like a millisecond and every piece of that dream comes back to me, but then I forget it again.
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#79
I have this one where i am in this huge box with stone walls and a field of grass with lawn chairs and we are all dressed like flappers. There is a big stone cylinder with a lit up platform that everybody goes on and awkwardly clumsily walks around with derp faces. Then a big fat bee comes and buzzes so loud my ears hurt when i wake up. Thats where it ends but my ears always ring from the buzzing. Super weird, but it happens to me.
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#80
I’ve been having recurring dreams since I was 5 or 6 that the house that I lived had a secret basement or underground labyrinth beneath it. In the first dream I had when I was a child, the dream house had a secret compartment within the crawl space that could only be accessed by a door in the basement. Over the decades the dream has morphed and changed and the secret space is always somewhere different—beneath a cement lot, beneath the garage, accessed by a hidden staircase, etc.. It was always about whatever house I lived in at the time until I turned 18, at which point it has always been about the same house. I’ve since lived in 8 different places and have yet to have a dream about where I currently am — always the same house.
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